Author's Note: Sorry for the wait. Two reviews really inspired me to try and perfect the chapter. I really hope I don't disappoint, I like to do research before I say things I'm unfamiliar with. I am neglecting end of the year projects for this (^_^) so without further ado…

Edward's POV

"Edward, my office please" Carlisle said looking at me with troubled eyes.

I had a hard time walking to his office at human pace. It wasn't my fault! I couldn't read his mind. It was everywhere. I've never seen Carlisle with such scrambled thoughts and it unnerved me more than I already was. The office door clicked behind me and Carlisle sat behind his desk.

"Carlisle" I almost yelled after 30 seconds of tense silence.

Carlisle jumped slightly and looked at me slowly. He shook his head, I felt like the wind was knocked out of me. What did that mean? Did she die? No she couldn't have, I would feel it. I would probably die myself. Was she dying? No, Bella's a fighter.

"Son, sit." Carlisle said sadly.

My heart dropped at his tone, I suddenly had the urge to vomit. I shook my head staring at him intently.

"I should have seen this coming." Carlisle said quietly. "She hasn't been getting what she needs to keep her healthy. I don't know how I didn't smell the sickness surrounding her! Her heart stuttered; she almost died! She was thrown into a seizure! All because I didn't know how to get her to keep what she needed in her stomach. I don't know if she'll make it out of this Edward. She's in a coma, her body is trying to revive itself but she doesn't have enough in her body to support it."

"I don't understand how throwing up can cause all of this!" I almost screamed.

My thoughts were going a mile a minute. They were going so fast that I could barely keep track of everything.

Carlisle explained everything to me in a minute or two. Most likely, after Mike she started having self-image problems, it is common in rape victims. She started seeing her body as the enemy, something that had been violated and destroyed by Mike. This caused serious harm to her view of herself as perfect, the way everyone saw her; which most likely caused minor depression. Then I left.

She felt the effects of the mating before she understood it. When I left she felt like she was empty, worthless, maybe even nothing. Mates aren't meant to be separated once they are brought together, no matter what way they are together. The loss of a mate on a human is not common, so Carlisle didn't know what to expect. It caused major depression. Major depression mixed with the image issues cause the throwing up.

After a period of time of malnutrition the body starts to malfunction, but the only sign Bella had of it was the weight loss. Eventually the malnutrition caused a heart attack, it's a coincident that it happened that night. The heart attack mixed with the malnutrition and dehydration caused from throwing up caused a seizure. Her body couldn't handle anything and almost failed under the pressure.

I felt dizzy. She was dying and it was basically my fault. I left her, just like she said; I left her when she needed me the most. My selfishness could cause Bella her life.

"I want to be with her" I said seriously.

Carlisle nodded.

The sight in the room caused me to freeze. I'd only been away from Bella for about 15 minutes, 20 at most, but everything was different. First off was the smell. It wasn't an odor, it didn't stink. Bella smelt sick. I could smell the struggle her body seemed to be facing. She almost smelt like death…

Her cheeks looked shallower too. Everything about her looked different. Her skin was paler, maybe even grayer. She looked sicker than she had when I came back home.

Everything about her screamed death

I stepped back.

If they transferred him to this floor he's going to die.

He won't make it, this floor is death.

Why? How could God take him from me!

Thoughts suddenly flooded mine. There was a family in the waiting room, mourning. The father wasn't even dead yet, but no one had faith. Everyone just knew he would die. Very few people on this floor survived.

I tried to shake their thoughts out of my head, but the memory now taunted me. Bella would be one of the exceptions; she would live. She had to live.

I walked to the side of her bed. Carlisle pushed a chair towards me and I sat by her bed. I reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Bella, please come back to me. I need you Bella. Please. I promised to never leave you again, please don't leave me." I whispered. My eyes burned with tears that would never fall.

How I wish I could cry! I just want to cry and beg Bella to come back to me. Maybe if the tears would shed then she'd come back.

"Please" I sobbed.

I begged and sobbed and begged and sobbed. Before I knew it a week had passed. School was back in session. The third day of school a swarm flooded Bella's room. She had been relocated to the 3rd floor, a private room for staying.

I didn't leave her side or let go of her hand as it seemed half the school showed up. Carlisle let them in by fours and they each only stayed for about 5 minutes. Until the last group. It was Angela, Jessica, Eric, and Mike. I suppressed the urge to attack Mike. Angela sobbed at Bella's side while Eric tried to sooth her through his own teary eyes. Eric wouldn't let the tears fall. Angela was mourning the loss of her best friend. No one expected Bella to come out of the coma that she had now been in for 10 days. Jessica stared teary eyed between Bella and all the machines that were hooked to her body.

Bella needed machines to monitor her heart. A needle of liquid to keep her hydrated. Another needle which was supposed to be giving her a liquid form of the nutrition her body needed. Also a few other machines that seemed to monitor everything else.

"Can a sit with Bella a few minutes alone?" Mike asked timidly, as Carlisle walked into the room.

All the guys that visited Bella were teary eyed, but no one shed tears in front of each other. Mike was a different story. Tears poured down his face as he watched Bella silently. He didn't sob or make a peep, just flooded himself with tears. He and Angela in the room together could surely cause a flood.

Carlisle nodded, placing his hand on my shoulder. I reluctantly left the room behind Jessica, Angela and Eric. They would wait in the car for Mike.

"You need to hunt. You didn't hunt before you came back home and it's been over a week added to then."

"I can't leave her, what if she wakes up?"

"Edward, you're not going to last much longer. Hospitals are full of human blood. You haven't noticed because we aren't on the first floor but people come in gushing blood daily. Go hunt."

I nodded, once again reluctantly. I would make this the fastest hunting trip I've ever taken. Like the one I took when Bella first moved in with us and begged me not to leave her.

I looked into Bella's room, watching Mike. He sat in my seat. He didn't touch Bella (so I didn't have to kill him). He laid his forehead on her bed and the sobs finally broke through him. I frowned slightly, I felt bad for the kid who used to be really sweet and sensitive. He was there again, mourning.

"Bella," He whispered. "I know this is probably my fault. I hurt you and that's when you started getting sick. You probably can't hear me, but you might be able to. This is the only way you'll listen anyway. I'm sorry for that night. I should have listened when you said no. I just… couldn't. I'm so sorry. I know you'll never forget, but please forgive me.

"I'm sorry that Edward got sick. I'm sorry that you had to deal with that on top of what I did. Maybe that was another cause of this. I know how much Edward means to you. I know how close you guys were. I don't know if you know this, but he got better. So now it's your turn. Don't take as long as he did Bella. I promise I'll never bother you against your will if you get better. I'll never hurt another girl.

"By the way Bella, I don't know how we didn't notice before, but I think Edward is in love with you. And I think you are too, with him. It'll be just like Alice and Jasper, or Rose and Emmett. I just need you to come back and be happy. No matter whom it's with." The pleading tone never left Mike's voice, but he controlled his sobbing quickly. He has really changed.

Mike got up and kissed Bella's cheek. I left before he could see me. Carlisle was right though; I need to hunt.