Revenge is the sweetest thing.

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chapter 10: save Port Angeles children's hospital

"don't go the moral high ground on me Bella. You know when you were away, I didn't believe any of the gossip about you sleeping around. About you being this big slut.." I tensed as he said it "...but seeing this only proves its true. That you'll sleep with anyone. You're nothing but a slut Bella. Both of you. You're nothing but a whore Bella.."

I was about to give him a piece of my mind, when Edward, so fast I didn't even see him move, was suddenly in front of Jake, and smacked him right in the face. That was defiantly a broke nose.

"talk to me however you want. But if you ever, EVER, speak to Bella like that again, a broken nose will be the least of your worries. Do you understand me dog?" Edward was livid. Seething with anger. And I was in complete awe of him.

"just leave Jake" I pleaded. He was sat on the floor, nose covered in blood, with Edward stood over him. He deserved that punch, but I knew if he didn't leave now he'd only get another...and probably another. And I didn't want to see him beaten within an inch of his life...Charlie would freak.

"I see how it is. Well don't come running to me when this.." he gestured between me and Edward "...all goes hideously wrong" and with that he stood up and stomped his way to the door. seriously? What is he like three?

Edward didn't speak. I didn't speak. We just stood there in this awkward silence. I was beginning to wonder if that had really happened, but I saw Edwards knuckles covered with blood so I knew it was all too real. I grabbed his hand to see the damage up close. He jumped at our sudden contact, obviously not exception either of to wake from this weird trace that had just over come us. His hand wasn't bad. Just a few cuts, so I pulled him over to the sink so I could wash the blood off. He winced as the cold water ran over his flesh.

"why Jake?" I asked. I needed to break the tension. The awkwardness.

"huh?" was his only response.

"why Jake? Why did you pick on Jake? It was only you, not the others...why?" I answered, realising that my earlier statement was kinda random, if your outside my head.

He sighed deeply, and even looked a little flushed. Pink spilled out onto his cheeks. "Jake, as I'm sure you know, had the same kind of feelings that I did...for you..." I nodded. Jake was always forthcoming with his emotions. Never hid anything. "...well he, and I don't know how, but he found out about my feelings, and decided to make it very, very clear, that you two...were...together..."

"he did what!" I yelled. I was seeing red. I was as angry as Edward was a few minutes ago. I just wished Jake was still here so I could use him as my own personal punch bag.

"I told him, I knew you weren't dating him and that if I wanted to make my feelings clear to you, he couldn't stop me. He got pretty angry and we kinda...sort of...have a bit of a fight over you..." he said stumbling over his words. It was all too clear now. The time Jake showed up at school with a black eye and a busted lip. He'd told me him and Seth had joined some boxing club. Wow how stupid were you to buy that one.

But funnily enough, I don't remember Edward ever coming to school looking as though he taken a good beating. Well no need to ask who won that fight.

He looked at me. His eyes burning into mine. When he saw I had nothing to say, he began to speak.

"can I ask you something?" he voice was unsure and some what nervous.

"yeah" I replied. What could he want to ask? Now I was nervous.

"what rumours was he talking about?" well at least it was an easy to explain answer.

"you never heard any of them?"

"well yeah, but I never knew what was rumour and what was the truth..." he trailed off.

I sighed and looked him in the eye again. I was still holding his hand but I didn't want to let go.

"being in the business I'm in, people like to think they know the truth. When I first began modelling I was just thrust into the limelight. It was like I woke up one day and suddenly this huge spotlight was on me. I couldn't do anything without everyone knowing about it. So other people, people's who's, lets say, who's spotlights were fading, began clinging onto me. They'd tell people we were dating or we were sleeping together, one guy even said we were engaged, but none of it was true. I liked to keep to myself. Its really hard for me to trust people. I've never had... I mean I've never..." I know it shouldn't be, but it was hard to talk to Edward about my virgin status, but luckely he saved me.

"... I understand" he chuckled.

"I just can't believe Jake said those things... I really thought we were friends"

"and the princess and the prince lived happily ever after"

"Bewwa will I mawwy a pwince when I grow up?" Becky asked. Her blonde hair was spilled over her pillow, her sparkly blue eyes were droopy and I could tell she was about to drop off to sleep any second.

She was snuggled down in her barbie sheets, a lazy smile on her face. She'd just had surgery on her kidneys. They were failing and no one knew why. She had to have a transplant, and was in recovery now. She was very uncomfortable, but couldn't help smiling that the nurse had given her special barbie bed covers. I was sat in the chair beside her bed, that her mother usually occupies, but I'd convinced her to take a break and go grab a coffee.

"I don't know sweetie. Do you know any princes?" I asked playing along. I knew she was going falling to sleep, but I couldn't leave her to get to sleep alone. The nurses had told us she'd been having nightmares for the last few nights,

"is Ewward a pwince? I'll mawwy him" I couldn't help but laugh at that. She, however didn't see the humour and just drifted off the sleep. I looked over at Edward and was desperately trying not to burst into hysterics. He was sat on the floor, with Bree and Jane, each one of them with a doll in their hand. Bree and Jane were both seven. They were never apart always playing together. Their beds were next to each other and when one was asleep so was the other. Bree was in because she'd recently undergone an appendicitis, but it had become infected so she had to stay in. Jane on the other hand was suffering a serious heart condition and needed constant monitoring. They'd only met a few days ago, but were already claiming to be best friends.

They'd originally asked me to play dolls, but I'd promised Becky I would read to her. I couldn't bare to see their little faces so sad, so I suggested that maybe, if they asked nicely, Edward might play. He was watching a few of the boys on some games console so he wasn't busy. Clearly their sad faces pulled on his heart strings, because there he was, sat on the floor, his legs crossed, with a blonde haired doll in one hand and a face of utter confusion as he tried to keep up with whatever game Jane and Bree had created.

I have to give him credit though. Most guys would never play dolls with two little girls, especially with someone watching. But he didn't seem to care. He wasn't doing this for himself. He was doing it for two sick little girls and if it brought smiles to their faces he would do it, even if he had no idea what was going on. His eyes met mine and his face broke into a huge grin. A genuine smile not the false one he puts on for show. He was showing me the real him, and I couldn't look away.

"Edward!" both girls yelled, annoyed he wasn't paying attention.

"what?" he chuckled. Both girls faces were annoyed, but Bree caught me looking and her expression changed. She totally knew Edward was looking at me. She nudged Jane and tilted her head in my direction, when she looked Janes face changed to the same as Brees. The shared a private whisper before Jane turned to Edward.

"Edward, do you love Bella?" she asked cutting right to the chase.

Edward began having a coughing fit, and asked "what?" between coughs. I covered my face with my hands, trying to cover my laughter, but I obviously didn't do a good job because they soon turned to me

"Bella, do you love Edward?"

"huh?" was my genius reply. Both girls shared knowing looks before saying,

"we think you should get married" in unison. It was kinda creepy how they did that.

Me and Edward shared confused and uncomfortable looks before we both started laughing as well, at the randomness of this conversation. I wish the real world was as simple as the way kids saw it.

We stayed there a couple more hours. I took over doll duty, I'd never seen anyone look as relieved as Edward did at that moment. I did find it funny how the girls named two dolls Bella and Edward and made them get married...very subtle ladies.

It was about 2.00pm when we left. We'd been there four hours and time just seemed to fly by. We go there a few hours after school most days and then a couple hours Saturday mornings. After we go to either mine or Edwards and work on our biology project. We were becoming fast friends. It was an easy and comfortable friendship now, that we've gotten over all our problems. It had been two weeks since Edward hit Jake. Jake still wasn't speaking to me. Not that I care. He shuns me in school and its making Angela uncomfortable. I hate making her chose so I opted to sit alone at lunch. I wasn't alone for long though. Edward ditched all his football friends and now sits with me at lunch. It was uncomfortable a first, just him and me, but now I wouldn't have it any other way. I still hadn't fully forgiven him yet, and he knew that. He was being patient and hasn't given up trying for my forgiveness. And knew he never would.

As we were walking out of the hospital, a woman was stood at the door handing out flyers. She gave me the bright yellow paper, and it read:

"save Port Angeles' Children's hospital"

"Edward what's this?" I asked.

"the hospital doesn't have enough funding to stay open. Fund-raising has been going for months, but they still can't raise enough" his face dropped as he said this.

"what will happen to all these kinds?" if they close the hospital, these kids will either have to move further from home, or go to Port Angeles general hospital, which isn't as children friendly.

He shrugged sadly. He didn't know. We needed to do something. We needed to stop this happening.

"we need to do something. We need to stop this". I had no idea what we could do me we needed to so something.

"I have an idea but I'll need your help..."

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