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I drove Rosalie to the hospital, both of us with tears running down our cheeks. Even considering the fight Jasper and I had, we're still close and I was considerate enough to drive Rosalie with me.

"Thank you so much Bella. I know how much he hurt you last night, but it was still really nice of you to drive me here."

She'd summed up my thoughts in a whole sentence. I was that easy to read.

"It's alright. I think I hurt Jasper pretty bad, and I need to say that I'm sorry. And besides, your my friend, and Jasper has always been my friend, since my mom left when I was three."

"I never heard that. That's why he looked a bit down when you said that only your mom calls you Isabella."

"Yeah. Pretty much the second worse day of my life. She and my dad had a huge fight about how he was always at the station, and she just left me at Jasper's place and about an hour after that, I looked out the window and saw her car racing down the street. And ever since then, Jasper and I had been taking care of each other."

"What was the worst day of your life?"

"The morning I went over to Jasper's place to tell him that I loved him, and his mom gave me a note from him that basically said that he was forced to move with his dad, he couldn't tell me where he was going and that he loved me. I still have that note somewhere."

Rosalie glanced out the windscreen. "That's sweet. No wonder he had some trouble fitting in when he first got here. He made friends with me and Emmett, then my mom met his dad, and seven months later, they're married. Jasper wanted to send you an invitation, but my dad thought that his mom might somehow find out about it and blow up at Sam about it."

"That was a wise decision. There are no secrets in Forks."

Rosalie chuckled. We had reached the hospital and Emmett was waiting out the front for us.

We got out of the car and Emmett ran over to us and gave us both a hug.

"I'm so sorry that this happened Bella. None of us would have known that he would have come to this."

"It's alright. It was my fault mainly."

He put his arm around Rosalie's waist and pulled us towards the hospital entrance.

"He's in a coma in ICU. He's in a stable condition at least. It looks pretty bad. He's got a few deep cuts on his face, and some internal and external bruising, but other than that, I think he'll be okay."

"What exactly happened?"

"He was just driving, not paying much attention to the road. He was meant to stop at an intersection, but he didn't and another car ran into the side of the truck."

Rosalie sighed. "I guess I'm going to have to fix the truck. He won't be able to live knowing that it's crashed up."

"The only reason that he would have wanted an old truck like that was because my dad had an old truck the exact same model and faded red colour, and we used to spend pretty much every waking moment in it."

"That's sweet, he just wanted to hang onto you forever, didn't he?"

We were standing outside his room. I was suddenly scared to go in. Emmett and Rosalie both took my hands.

"It's going to be alright, Bella."

"I don't know if I want to go in."

Emmett looked at me. "Bella, I've already been in. The cuts on his head are covered, he has no bruises on any part of him you would be able to see. It's going to be alright."

"I don't think I could handle seeing him like this. Especially after knowing that it was my fault that he's like this."

"Bella, It wasn't your fault. He wasn't paying attention to the road-"

"Because of me! I wish I had never left Forks. None of this would have happened. The sex, the pregnancy, the fight, the accident. I should just leave."

I turned around to go, but Emmett and Rosalie caught my arms and turned me around before I could take a step.

"Bella, you're going to go in there and even if you don't say anything, that's alright. Here, put these by the bed for us. We'll be downstairs for a little bit." Emmett passed me a bunch of flowers and opened the door, gesturing for me to go in. I took a deep breath and stepped inside the door.

JPOV:

It was amazing how much more perspective you were of sounds when you relied on it. No sight, no voice. Only hearing and touch.

Three sets of footsteps approached the door. Two lighter ones and a heavy set which I recognized as Emmett's as before. I could only guess that one of them was Rosalie's, but I had no idea who the other person was. It wouldn't be Bella. She either wouldn't have heard or probably thought that I deserved it. Which I did. I shouldn't have gone off at her like that. I know that I had pushed her over the edge when she got angry.

The footsteps hesitated.

"It's going to be alright Bella." So Bella had decided to come and gloat.

"I don't know if I want to go in." Of course she'd be unsure about seeing me. She doesn't know whether she should ruin my life some more.

"Bella, I've already been in. The cuts on his head are covered and their are no bruises on any part of him that isn't covered. It's going to be alright.

"I don't think I could handle seeing him like this. Especially after knowing that it was my fault that he's like this." So she was sorry now. That changed how I felt about her just a little bit.

"Bella, it wasn't your fault. He wasn't paying attention to the road-" Oh, so they were going to blame it on me now, where they?

"Because of me! I wish I had never left Forks. None of this would have happened. The sex, the pregnancy, the fight, the accident. I should just leave."

Her footsteps started to walk away, but they were stopped.

"Bella, you're going to go in there and even if you don't say anything, that's alright. Here, put these by the bed for us. We'll be downstairs for a little bit."

The door creaked open and I heard Bella take a deep breath. Then her footsteps got closer and the other two pairs disappeared down the hallway.

I could hear her heavy breathing. She was scared of facing me. I heard her sniff, then she spoke.

"Hey." Just one word. It was edged with tears and it made me want to cry, because she was beating herself up about hurting me. Where did my tolerance go? I was ready to make her suffer just a moment ago, and now I wanted to cry with her? Pull yourself together Jasper.

"Rosalie and Emmett bought you some flowers. Dyed pink carnations, fairly hideous, you know. The kind they give people in hospital." She laughed weakly through her tears. She was trying to make a joke when she was obviously hurting. She was running true to form.

I heard her sit in the plastic chair next to the hospital bed and take a shaky breath. Oh no, here comes the beating.

"I feel so bad about what I said to you at the sleepover. I honestly didn't tell you just because you would have been asking me how I was every single minute and worrying about me so much. You didn't need that. Especially with your stressing about finals." She chuckled weakly.

"Do you know what I love about you?" she began. Uh-oh, here comes last night's speech again. "You were unique. Most of your CD's were soundtracks or bands that no-one had heard of. You weren't like anyone else. You never failed to make me laugh. Whenever you were happy, you made me happy. Whenever you were sad, you made me sad. When you got angry at James for punching you, do you know what I did? I went and punched him back. And I did that because I loved you. Last night, when I said that I didn't love you, I never meant it. I have always loved you, and I always will."

Her tears were flowing freely now, and I could hear the sobs getting caught in her throat. The door creaked open again. The set of footsteps weren't as heavy as Emmett's, but not as light as Rosalie's.

"What's wrong? Did something happen?" A panicked voice asked. It was Edward.

"No, everything's alright. I just said some things that were hard. I was just about to leave."

I heard Bella get up off the chair and she took my hand. I could hear my heart rate increase when she touched my skin. She gave my hand a gentle squeeze and let go. Stop letting go Bella!

"'Bye Jazz. Get better soon." I knew that she really and truly loved me then, because she hadn't called me Jazz since we were thirteen.

I heard her footsteps disappear down the hall, and I didn't care about anything else but her.

This one and the next chapter are my favourite's. This one was hard to write what Bella was going to say. I could picture what she looked like, but no conversations came to my head!! Tell me what you think about it...

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