A/N: Okay this is a short one, but not as short as the last. It's mostly a filler, but it leads into some more for the next chapter, which I promise will be a lot longer than the last two. Hope you like it.

"Are you sure you want to know?" She asked in a pained voice.

"Absolutely." I said as fast as I could.

"Positive?"

"Just spit it ou-." I was cut off.

"I have leukemia."

She had a thoughtful look on her face.

"Wh-what?" I stuttered.

"I. Have. Leukemia." She sighed at the end.

"Bella, this isn't funny. Tell me the truth."

"Oh, it's the truth. You wanted the truth, I gave it to you." She looked at the window.

"Please tell me you're kidding. Please." I whispered the end.

"I found out when you guys left." She started explaining. "Charlie was getting worried about me. My health was at its all time low and he thought that it had something to do with you guys. He wanted to be safe so I got a checkup done." She closed her eyes. "I had some blood tests done and I found out the next day." I tried to say something but she continued. "For the treatments, Charlie wanted to use his retirement savings, but I just couldn't let him. He's really being torn apart about it, but he came to accept it. We have been using my college fund; it's almost done, but there wasn't much to begin with."

She finally looked at me. Her whole explanation was said in a calm manner, I had actually thought she was calm about it. Now that I look into her eyes, I see the really emotion. There was nothing but fear, sorrow, and a sign of acceptance.

I tried to speak, I tried to tell her it would be okay, but nothing came out. I couldn't find anything to say at the moment. I couldn't do anything about this. For the first time in a long time I felt helpless. She had the nerve to keep this from me?

"I don't have long, I found out too late. I'm surprised I didn't die today; I'm getting weaker and weaker, this should have killed me." She sighed. "At least that's what the doctors said." She started to blink away the tears forming. "I'm not scared to dying, not anymore. I should have died so many other times; this one just seems like another adventure." She patted the space next to her, motioning me to sit down. I shook my head saying no.

"That's why I couldn't get too close to you. It would have made it harder to die; I'm already comfortable with it. If I were to have told you my real feelings and you feel the same way, it would have made it harder. I want to be okay with it, I want to be okay with dying."

I suddenly found my voice. I was surprised with how much anger I felt.

"So you were going to die and leave us wondering why? You would do that to me, us? I-I can't believe how selfish you are." My voice was rising.

"Okay one, Charlie would have told you guys later." She tried to be funny, didn't work. "And what would have been the point? All Edward would have done was try to prolong my life with treatment. What do you think I have been doing? He's never going to change me; he doesn't want to 'damn' me."

"What about me Bella? Hmm, did you ever wonder how I would feel?"

"I think about you all the time Al-." I cut her off.

"Is this what that whole Cristina thing was about? You wanted to lose your virginity before you died?" I glared at her. "That hurt Bella, it hurt to see you with someone else."

"I didn't want to lose it with Edward, I don't like guys." She laughed. "Cristina showed interest, that's all I needed. I don't want to die a virgin." She sighed.

"What about me? Why didn't you ask me?" I was dry sobbing.

"That's all a part of the not getting too close thing. If it were you, I would have probably fallen more in love and then it would have been harder to die. It's already starting to get harder ever since you confessed that you loved me."

I couldn't believe this. We were a family of vampires and we couldn't even tell that someone had a blood disease. It all felt like a dream, a horrible dream.

"Alice, I understand you're upset, but I need you in my life." She put her good hand on my shoulder.

I shoved it off like it was infected with a disease. "Upset? You think I'm upset? I'm beyond angry and every other bad emotion there is." I growled. "This isn't you telling me you killed my fish. You're telling me that you're going to die and I can't do anything about it." I was trembling. "We can't save you this time. Edward would never let it happen; he would never let me change you."

"Alice, please look at me. I still have time. Maybe a year or so, we can make the best of it. Just stay with me, I need you so much." Her voice was shaky.

"What? Us being friends and enjoying life? I can't be friends Bella. Now that I know you're true feelings, I can't forget them. I'll always want more." I was being so selfish now. "You won't let it happen, but I'll always want to be more than friends."

"We can figure something out. Please I need yo-."

"I have to go. I have to clear my head." I started running out of the room.

"Come back… Please come back." She was sobbing.

I had to find some way to vent out my anger. How could she do this to us, to me? It probably sounded selfish of me to think that she should have at least told me, but I loved her. I also couldn't figure out how Edward had no freaking idea that this was happening, so much for mind reading.

I drove around for fifteen minutes until I parked into the side of the road in front of the woods. The only thing I could think of doing was hunting, and shopping, but it wasn't the appropriate time. I couldn't get out of the car. Leaving the hospital at this time was a bad idea, anything could happen. With Bella's luck, Victoria could be there right now and I wouldn't find out until I got there. What would the difference be though? She was going to die soon anyway; it would just put me out of my misery.

NO! I couldn't think like this. I loved Bella, she was my everything. I had to do something about this, I had to change her. Edward would soon find out our true feelings and there would be no stopping me in doing whatever Bella or I wanted.

I hopped out of the car and ran into the forest. I loved the thrill of hunting, the way the air rushed past my face, and for a few minutes I forgot about my whole ordeal. I didn't, however, like the way my clothes looked after. I was no Edward when it came to hunting. I found a herd of deer faster than I thought I would. I sprinted in their direction as fast as I could. When I was about ten yards away I slowed down. There were roughly ten or so deer. I pounced on two and broke their necks before they could realize what was happening. I jumped after another one that was about to get away and sunk my teeth into it, completely forgetting to break its neck. I feel of its blood running down my throat was wonderful. It all ended too soon and I was forced to move onto the next two.

After I was satisfied, I decided to sit down on the ground. I still couldn't get over this whole thing. Bella was right; she should have died from this gun shot. I think I lost count of how many times Bella was in a near death experience. One: When she first met Edward; she may not have known it, but he was fairly close to killing her. Two: She was nearly crushed by a van. Three: James' attack. Four: This gun shot. This was all before I met her. And well five is a definite death. I started dry sobbing again.

Why did this happen to me? Why did I have to meet Isabella Swan? Why did I have to fall in love with her? Why did she have to go and get this blood disease? Why did I have to care so much?

I thought I felt something trailing down my face. I reached up and brushed a water droplet off my cheek. A tear? I looked at it in amazement, vampires don't cry. My amazement was washed away once I felt the sprinkle of rain starting to fall onto my head.

I stood up and decided to go home and change. I couldn't go to the hospital looking like this. I took the same path I had taken to the deer back to my car. I jumped in as soon as I opened the door. Being away from Bella had left me feeling uneasy, anything could have happened.

Half way there, I decided I didn't want silence. I turned on the radio and tuned it to the local Forks radio station. I still couldn't believe that the little town of Forks had a station. I started laughing when Bella told me about it, why would they have one? Nothing ever happened here.

The host was taking in calls about something. I wasn't sure what it was until I heard Jessica Stanley's voice. They started talking about Bella. I would have been sad about this, but I found it rather funny that Jessica was talking about her 'dear friend'. This was the girl that turned her back to Bella, who shunned her when she started to go 'crazy'.

I could tell the host was getting tired of Jessica's endless stories, but she was a persistent one.

"… and then this man suddenly barged into the cafeteria and he shot his gun in the ai-."

"Well thank you Jessica," He cut her off. "But we just have some news coming in that must be said. Thank you for your call."

I waited for Jessica to say her good bye. I could hear the relief in the guy's voice once she finally hung up.

"Okay guys, I know that this has been a tough time, but this news has just come in." He paused for dramatic effect. "The criminal responsible, Riley Moore, is on the loose. At around nine o'clock, the police found his cell to be empty with absolutely no traces of where he has gone. Stay on the lookout, but most importantly, stay safe." I turned off the radio.

I knew it. Victoria was a part of this. There was no way in hell that Riley could have gotten out by himself. No offense, but he didn't seem like the brightest of the bunch. I forgot about changing and floored the pedal not caring if I got caught. I had to get back to Bella; she was unsafe without me there.

I didn't remember half the drive. All I remembered was parking and entering the hospital. I stopped at the foot of the entrance, Edward was here. Great, just great. I thought I had more time. I cleared my thoughts and started reciting the Declaration of Independence. I knew Bella didn't want him to know about what was going on with her.

I walked through the hallways until I got to Bella's door. I could smell Edward's scent and I softly growled. Why did he have to come now? He had the worst timing.

I reached for the knob, but before I could reach it, the knob turned and the door opened revealing a not so happy Edward.

"Hello Edward." I greeted him.

A/N: Well yea, I don't have much to say about this chapter. The next chapter is hopefully going to be a lot better. I have an idea or two of where this is going. R&R.