*Hey everyone, I was told that I totally messed up this chapter by repeating some of the parts over, so I tried to fix that. I wasn't aware that I didn't completly fix that so I was reading it over again, wondering why I still had gotten no reviews, and I noticed that I still had a few repeats in there. I tried my hardest again to fix them, and I think I got all of them. I apologize for this and I am going to make sure it doesn't happen again. So thank you to Twi - girl 56 who brought the error to my attention. I want to give you guys the best story possible, but I can't do that if I don't get reviews telling me I screwed up. Thank you for everyone who has reviewed, I am very greatful to you. I have some very good ideas for a new chapter, but I need reviews first. Thank you all who have stayed with me, and if you want a new chapter, you need to tell me. If you don't feel like saying "great job" or "worst story ever" just simply say "I want a new chapter" or "stop trying" I need to know that you all are still interested in what I am writing, or I'm not going to waste my time writing anymore. Thank you ~ Lexi*

BELLA'S POV

I was first aware of the cold fingers on my wrist and the cold hand on my forehead. Next came the sharp pain and numbness feeling in my arm.

Great, I thought to myself, It must be an IV. I probably passed out of heatstroke at the campfire. Oh shit! Jacob!

That's when I woke up, I had to find out what happened with him. He must have been horrified!

I opened my eyes to a white room. There were people standing around me. This couldn't be La Push, Jake must've called Edward or Carlisle to come pick me up after I totally passed out.

"Bella, love? How are you feeling?" there was a sense of relief in his voice. I assumed after he had spoken, that I had been out for quite a while, but I decided to ask anyway.

"How long have I been passed out, and where's Jake?" I had to add that last part, I knew I shouldn't be worried but I didn't really have a choice. He didn't exactly relish the thought of having to give me up to the Cullens.

"Jacob is fine Bella, it is you we are worried about. You had a heat stroke. We have been trying to revive you for the past hour. How are you feeling?" Carlisle joined into the conversation.

A heatstroke. Wow. I didn't think that was possible in Forks, but I guess the impossible has become possible. Who knew vampires and werewolves were real either? I really have got to stop assuming things . Really!

"I'm fine, I guess. I'm still really hot though...what happened to Jake?" I was trying hard not to be too pushy, but I noticed that I was in one of his t – shirts so I guess the real question was, does he know about the cutting?

"Bella love, he was afraid of the same thing I was, that you had heatstroke, so he changed you into one of his tees, but in the process he noticed some of your scars and-"

"He found out," I finished for him.

"Simply put, yes. He asked us to have you call him once you were ready, but you need to rest right now. Would you like anything to drink?" he asked trying to change the subject back to me. I don't think he was worried about Jake, but I was. I knew that this would be hard on him.

I never realized the impact this would have on the people who do care about me. I never thought about how hurting myself would hurt the people I love.

Every single cut I made was a cut in my relationship with another. I was truly sorry. I thought that everyone hated me, that I was unloved, but I was dead wrong.

Now look at me. I have scars covering every inch of my body, Jacob probably isn't going to talk to me anymore, and Edward, oh Edward. He had always been there for me. Always. He didn't have a part in what John did to me. I never realized that and now I am just pushing him farther and farther away from me. Him, and Alice, and Carlisle, and Esme and everyone else I loved deeply.

Who have I become? I'm not Bella anymore, I'm some slutty bitch like the kinds you see on TV. The ones that don't care about others, except themselves. I need to stop. Now. Before I hurt anyone else.

"Bella? Are you okay?"

Oh shit! I totally forgot that Edward asked me a question. I don't care though. I need to have a family meeting. Soon. But first, I need to call Jacob. I really messed up my life and now I need to fix it. Fast.

"I'm fine Edward, just thinking to myself. That's all."

"Might I ask what you are thinking about, or is it personal?" he asked calmly, but I could see the curiosity in his eyes.

"I was thinking about how much I love you, and how much cutting has screwed up my life. I was also thinking about how much I need to get back on track with my life, and go back to being Bella," I admitted.

"Oh Bella, you have no idea how happy I am to hear that," he smiled that crooked smile that I loved, and then our mouths drew closer until we kissed.

It had been a few seconds when Carlisle came back and cleared his throat signaling us to stop.

"Yes Carlisle?" I tried not to sound snobby, but I don't know how well that worked because Edward just chuckled beside me.

"Bella, you have a phone call from Jacob. Remember, you don't have to say anything you don't want to. Your business is simply your business. That goes for anyone in your life as well."

"Thanks Carlisle, that means a lot to me," I smiled at him.

"Anytime, Bella. We all care about you very much." He turned to face his son, "Edward? Why don't you give Bella some space for a few minutes?"

"Of course father. Bella," he gave me one last quick peck on the cheek before handing me the phone and said something along the lines of "good luck" before exiting the bedroom.

"Hello?" I wasn't totally scared, but I wasn't preparing for the most exciting phone call of my life either.

"Bella?" he asked. I registered what the topic was going to be, and became very bitchy all of a sudden.

"Who else? Miley Cyrus?"

Wow, that was petty Bella. Even for you on your worst days.

"Bells, we need to talk. Now." in his eyes.

*As always many thanks to Mitxi (my beta) who continuously puts up with my hyper crazyness. You guys should totally check out her stories, they are really good. They are in my favorites column and I know the one I have is called "Could I Forgive You?" and I know there are others, but that is the only I can rememebr off the top of my head. *