Disclaimer:

I still own nothing...Sadly...Sa-llie.

By the way this is a crappy chapter, I'll make it up in the next one...

Previously:

-" Bella, Alice is in a coma,".

I didn't answered , I couldn't breathe, I couldn't move. A coma, My darling Alice is in a coma. A coma that she might not wake up from. His voice kept repeating in my head over and over again then the world turned black.

Sometime after:

I woke up and I was laying on a hospital bed, then I remembered. Alice is in a coma. I sat up and Angela was in a seat near the bed as she read some magazine, she turned her attention away from the magazine and turned to face me.

-" Hey, Bella, how are you feeling?" She asked me.

-" I could be doing better," I said to her, "Do you know anything about Alice?" I asked her.

She shook her head no, "just that she's in a coma, I'm so sorry Bella," she said.

-" What are you apologizing for you didn't do anything, I should be the one apologizing to the world, I should have known that something was wrong with her, I should have forced her to go see Carlisle before she went into a coma, I'm such a horrible person," I sobbed, into my hands.

I felt her hand rub my back, " no, you're not a horrible person, Bella, you love Alice we all know that, you take good care of her, but you can't blame yourself for something that you have no control over," she tried to calmed me down.

-" No, don't tell I'm not, I am. I knew something wasn't right, she was having nightmares, She's not one to have nightmares, those random hyperventilating, the twitching, I knew something was wrong but I ignored it. It my fault she's here, I should have made her see Carlisle when she told me she was okay, because obviously she's not," I sobbed again.

-" It'll be okay, you'll see, Alice is a fighter she won't give up, she'll be fine," she tried to sooth me, but it wasn't working, only Alice could make me feel better and she's in a coma because of me.

Carlisle came into the room a couple of minutes later and told me that I could leave, that Alice was under 24/7 observation and asked me a couple of question about Alice's behavior for the last couple of days, I told him about the twitching, the hyperventilating she did out of nowhere, the recurrent nightmares, the barely noticeable fevers, her tiredness. He didn't say anything about it but his face was telling me everything, he knew what was wrong.

-" Carlisle, you know what's wrong," I stated and he nodded solemnly, "tell me what's wrong with my Alice," I begged as tears ran down my cheeks, and my voice cracked.

He took a deep breath, "Bella, I'm not sure but with the symptoms and the rare epidemic we have in Seattle I think Alice might have Reye's syndrome, It's incurable, but treatable, she will get better, but because hers it's at a phase 3 it could cause her some brain damage, I will have to get her some more test to see if it is indeed Reye's syndrome, and check for any brain damage," he said sadly, he like the rest of the world loved Alice, he saw her as a daughter, and I knew it was killing him to see her like this.

He excused himself and left to get Alice's test, I waited, and waited and waited, 3 and a half hours later Carlisle confirmed that she did have Reye's syndrome, and told me that she was already on treatment, he told me to go home and get some rest that she wouldn't be able to wake up until a couple of days, I left the hospital and went home, but I wasn't going to get any rest, not with Alice away, and sick. Esme noticed that I hadn't eaten a thing all throughout the day, but I wasn't hungry and my stomach was a nervous knot, I couldn't eat even if I wanted to.

I got home and laid in Alice's side of the bed I buried my face on her pillow, and inhaled her lavender, vanilla, and a hint of citrus. I did this until I woke up startled because the doorbell rang, I rubbed the sleep of my eyes and walked to the front door, I noticed that it was still light outside so it can't be that late I looked at my wristwatch and saw that it was 6:54pm. Who could it be?

As I opened the door not even bothering to see through the window who was outside the door, I opened the door and the least expected person was there holding a bouquet of white carnations and a pink rose, and a smile on its face.

-" What the hell are you doing here?" I sneered.

-" I came to look for Alice," He said in a southern accent. His eyes cold and voice low and menacing.

-" I believe she told you to get lost?" I said remembering that only time I've ever seen her rise her voice into a yell.

-" I'm not going to give her up that easily," he said tightening his jaw.

-" You do realize that she has an restriction order with your name on it, right? You better stop stalking my girlfriend you creep or I'll call the police on your ass," I threatened.

-" As if you could do something about me admiring that wonderful tight little ass of hers," he said as he turned around to walk away from the house, good thing I don't believe in violence because I was about to kill that mother fucker. I closed the door still fuming over seeing his face, when I remembered if Alice and I had moved here because she had being running away from her stalker Jasper Whitlock, and he knew were the house was, and his bouquet looked awfully similar to mine, that could only mean that he had known about the night I proposed to her...

That creep has been watching us all this time? I felt so violated and unsafe at our own home, I need to let Emmett know, with him being a cop and all, maybe he could do something about it. I called Emmett and told him what had happened and he said he was going to send someone over.

I went back to as soon as the cop introduced himself to me, I went back into the room and sat on Alice's side of the bed clutching the pillow close to my chest, a single tear ran down my face, Alice...

It's no good I know, but stup Liz wouldn't let me fix it and made me post this crap of a chapter I'll make it up to you guys next chapter I swear...Sa-llie.