Helllooooo people! See I didn't take too long.. Even though yesterday was Easter! BTW HAPPY EASTER/PASSOVER. Ate so much chocolate probably gained like ten poundss.. But back to the story... Enjoyyy left you with a cliff hanger last time.

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The first thing I thought was that I had to get out of there. I stumbled over lawn, and ran. I didn't know where I was going, just that I couldn't face going back. I heard Edward calling after me, but I couldn't stop even if I wanted to. I tripped over a few times, but didn't pause to assess the pain. The second thought was anger. It made me want to turn around and slap Jemma in the face. Then punch Edward in the gut. Then I was crying. I couldn't see where I was going, so I jumped in an alley way, knowing Edward must be close behind me. I heard him go running past, calling my name, but I ignored it. Soon he would realize it was a lost cause and go back to Jemma. Maybe to kiss some more. My hands clenched, as tears rolled down my face heavy and thick. How could they do this to me? Surely Jemma wasn't as evil as this. Maybe I had been wrong about Edward. Maybe Jacob had been right. That Edward was just like all of the rest of the snobby actors/singers that cared for nothing but themselves and who spent the night with them. Maybe it was all a game. Was Alice, Emmett, Jasper and Rose involved as well? Were they placing bets on me? I shook my head to myself. How could I have been so stupid? I should have gone with my first instinct, which was to not trust Edward. I would be fine now if I hadn't, and Jemma would have never met Edward.

After wallowing in misery for a while more, I finally asked myself why I cared so much. At first I came up with nothing, but I knew I was lying to myself. I liked Edward. I believed he was good and kind and funny. I knew I would have to push these feelings down. Edward wasn't who I thought he was. The worst part was that I didn't want to believe it. Every cell in my body wished for it to be a mistake, but I knew I shouldn't be this stupid. It was idiotic enough that I would even let myself become attracted to Edward. He would never like me. I just had to live with it.

All of the sudden I heard a laugh and looked up. There was a man, standing over me. It was too dark to see his face, and my heart pounded.

"Hey, honey, don't cry," He said, stooping down to my level. I could see his face now from the light the lamp post gave from the quiet street. He had dark eyes and a black mustache. His hair was black and waved down to the bottom of his ears. "I'll make you feel better." I closed my eyes, and turned my face away from his disgusting breath.

"Get away from me." I said, my voice cracking. He laughed seeing how scared I was. I tried to crawl away but he pinned me against the wall between his arms, laughing harder. I could smell alcohol on his breath.

"There's no one here to help you." He whispered into my ear, combing my hair back with his dirty hands. My survival instincts kicked in and I kicked my knee up into his crotch. He yelped and fell back, I scrambled away. "Bitch!" He yelled, and I looked back, and tripped over brick, slamming my head against the wall hard with a loud crack. He laughed standing up and slapped me across the face. "Now I won't be as nice." He threatened. Blood was coming down onto my face, partially blocking my vision. I wished I would faint. I thought I heard my name being called, and it made me hopeful that I would.

I closed my eyes as he raised his hand up, waiting for it to come down on me. I heard a gasp of surprise and a band, and wondered if he hit me hard enough that I had fainted. Or died. I felt a gentle hand on my face, and opened my eyes, still a little woozy, to see Edward, looking as godly as ever, standing in front of me. I knew I must be dead in that moment. All of the sudden Edward was torn away from me and I gasped, not wanting the angel to leave. I followed him with my eyes. The man who had hit me was there, grabbing at Edward, and they rolled on the ground in a heap. I wanted to yell to Edward to come back to me. To stay away from the monster, but I couldn't seem to talk. Edward was on top of the man, and was punching him over and over. The man struggled for a while, but eventually stopped and he was still.

"Edward," I whispered, but he seemed to hear me, and he rolled off of the knocked out man, and crawled to me. His hands were bloody, and he had a gash on his arm. He took my face in his hands.

"Bella, you are going to be okay." I nodded, fully believing him. "Stay with me." He yelled to me, but I couldn't keep my eyes open. He kept calling my name, but it got fainter and fainter every time. I tried to go to the voice, but it felt like I was stuck in jelly, sinking further, drowning. I tried to reach forward for something to grab on to, but my hands were imoble. Everything turned to black.

Edward POV

"God dammit, Jemma!" I screamed, desperately wanting to slap her, but I knew I couldn't do that. I pushed her away, and she stumbled back, confused.

"Edward, come one." She said, but I was already gone, running in the direction Bella had gone. I could see her stumbling ahead of me. She would fall, and then get up and keep running.

"Bella!" I called, to her but she didn't turn around. She kept running, and turned around a corner. "Bella! Bella!" I called to her as I sprinted around the corner. I had lost sight of her, and I kept running, thinking she had gone around the next corner. I ran a block or two, before I realized that this wasn't the way she had come. I groaned, and grabbed my hair, pulling it. I ran back the way I had come. I looked down every street, but she wasn't on any of them. When I was only two streets away from her house, I heard a little whimper coming from the dark alley next to me.

I saw a man, standing over a small, bloody person. She whimpered again and I saw that it was Bella. Fury raged up inside me. "Now I won't be as nice." He said, giving her a harsh slap across the face. He raised his hand up again, and I saw Bella close her eyes, but I had already pounced.

I knocked the man away from Bella. His head hit the ground with a loud crack and his eyes were closed. I ran to Bella, putting a hand gently on her cheek. She opened her eyes. Blood was running down her face from a wound in the head.

All of the sudden I was knocked away from Bella, and the man was grabbing me, and we rolled around throwing punches. I finally was on top of him and I punched him over and over, getting my anger out. He reached up with his hands feebly, but after a while he stopped moving.

"Edward," Bella whispered. I pulled myself to her, cradling her head in my hands.

"Bella, you are going to be okay." She nodded slowly, as if she were on a fog. Her eyes started to droop. "Stay with me." I told her but her eyes were closed and I held on to her, a few stray tears rolling down my cheeks as I called for her to come back. I took out my phone.

"911, what's your emergency?" I voice said on the other line. I clenched the phone to my ear as I put my shirt against Bella's steadily bleeding head. I told the woman what happened and where we were. Within five minutes there was an ambulence. Once Bella and I were in the ambulence, and I knew we were safe, I too lost consiousness.

Bella POV

"Bella, honey?" I felt a little prodding on my arm, and I groaned, not wanting to get up. I felt groggy and it was only when I heard the annoying beeping that I remembered what happened and my eyes fluttered open. My mother was looking at me next to the bed, a hand on my arm with a concerned look on her face. I looked next to her to see Jemma who had her eyes trained on someone behind my mother. I looked around her and saw Edward sitting on the bench. He was sleeping and had a bandage wrapped around his arm and one around his head. We were in the hospital.

"Get. Her. Out." I said viciously. My mother looked around followed my eyes to Jemma, still looking confused. Jemma rolled her eyes.

"Make. Me." She said and my heart monitor sped up and I tried to get up, only to be stopped by a fierce pounding in my head and the various tubes around me.

"Bella! Jemma! What's going on." We didn't say anything as we glared at each other. "Oh for Christ Sake, Jemma get out of here! The last thing Bella needs right now is a sassy sister. She could have died do you realize that?" Jemma stomped her foot in frustration and rolled her eyes.

"Mom!" She screamed at my mother. This was usually the part where my mother gave in and let her stayed, but not today.

"Go!" She yelled and Jemma stomped angrily out of the room. In the corner of my eye I saw Edward's eyes open, and he immediately got up and ran to my bed. I knew I should feel a sense of gratitude, maybe thank him, but right now all I could remember was the kiss.

"Mom, make him leave too." I said and turned my head away from Edward. My mother looked apalled.

"Him?" She asked pointing, as if there was someone else in the room. "Honey he saved your life." I didn't respond. She looked to Edward and shrugged her shoulders.

"Bella, please. Let me explain." He said. I looked up into his beautiful eyes, wanting to melt into them. It was hard to keep my face angry.

"He saved your life. It's the least you can do." My mother said to me. I glared at her, knowing she was right.

"Fine." I said finally. My mother smiled at me and stood there. I widened my eyes at her. She realized we wanted her to leave and she left with a little 'oh'.

Once she was gone, Edward and I sat in silence for a while. I wasn't going to be the first one to say anything. He was the one who wanted to talk to me.

"Bella," He said after a minute or two. He sounded so exhausted. "Nothing happened, I swear. She kissed me." I wanted so badly to believe what he was saying, but I didn't want to make this mistake again. Tears burned my eyes, and I turned my face away from him, not wanting him to see.

"Maybe Jacob was right about you." I said still looking away even though I knew he could tell from my voice I was crying.

"Jacob?" He said, disbelief and a hint of hostility hinting his voice. I looked over to him, trying hard not to start sobbing.

"Yes, Jacob. How you always lose your friends because of what you do to them." I could tell I cut deep by the look on his face. It felt good but at the same time I hated myself for making him so upset. "How you ruined Jacob's life by ditching him and the rest of your band when you got the big break? Well when he told me, I didn't believe it but now I'm not so sure."

"Jacob is a liar." He said viciously. "I at least can speak the truth on that." Edward paced around the room. He slammed his fist down on one of the little tables in the room and then came storming back to me. I had never seen him so mad other than yesterday when he saved my life and beat the horrible man down to a pulp. "Jacob was my best friend since I was a kid, but you already knew that didn't you?" I nodded and waited for him to go on, scared of what he would do if I interupted him. "Well we did start a band together. We were inseperable, but Jacob got into some bad things. He became a party animal and got into drugs and he was a player. A new girl every night was what he always said." Edward paused and shook his head. "Disgusting. Anyways I kept this to myself, hoping he would get better, hoping I could help him. I should have known. He was beyond help. One day I got him really pissed by confronting him, telling him if he didn't clean up his act he would be kicked out from the band. The next thing I know Alice comes crying to me, telling me about how he told her he loved her, and how she believed him and how he took her virginity and left." I gasped and Edward slammed his fist into the table again. "Well, Bella, can you imagine how angry I was then? We almost killed each other in the fight we had. Obviously the band members took my side, seeing how bad and out of control Jacob was, and we left him behind." Edward sat down, cradling his face in his hands.

"Edward...I'm so sorry. I didn't realize." I said I tried to get out of bed, but the pounding head ache hit me hard, and I gasped. Edward ran to me, holding my hair back as I threw up into a trash can.

"You have a really bad concussion. I wouldn't try to get up." I nodded feebly and layed back. "So Jacob got to you too didn't he? He is a good actor." Edward said as he grabbed a warm cloth for my forehead.

"Yeah we went out to dinner last night." Edward's hand clenched around the cloth.

"Bella...You have to understand that I didn't kiss Jemma. She kissed me and I was pushing her away." I nodded. I believed him. I gave him a week smile and his face showed how relieved he was. Now that I knew that I liked him, probably even loved him (though I still didn't want myself to believe that because I knew it could never happen with him) I didn't know what to say. We stood staring at each other in silence for a little bit, and I patted the bed next to me. I scooched over to make room for him and he layed down next to me. He put one arm around me and everywhere my body touched his felt like it was on fire. I layed my hand gently across his chest and closed my eyes. I fell asleep the happiest I had been in months, maybe ever, with Edward's arm around me.

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