A/N: Hello dear readers! Chapter 11 has arrived!

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Chapter 11: Hurting.

Bella's POV.

I felt someone sitting next to me and a hand touching my arm, which was still tightly hugging my bag. At its touch, a strange current of electricity ran up my arm making me flinch with surprise.

The movement made my leg move as well, making the pain increase again, which made a strangled sob escape my lips before I had the chance to cover it with my hand, along with a new wave of tears that were now pouring down my face.

Suddenly, I felt fingers on my chin. They moved me so that I was facing whomever was next to me, and with a clenched jaw I opened my eyes to see... my mom?

My eyes widened and the tears were flowing like a river, nonstop.

"Mo... mom?"

"It's me baby, you're okay," she said, wiping the tears away.

"Am I dead?" I asked, confused.

"Of course not, Bella. Don't say things like that." Her voice had a strict tone in it.

"But-" Looking around I realized I was not at school; I was at my mom's house in Phoenix.

"Bella, look at me," she said, taking my face on both of her hands, "You just had a bad dream, baby. It's okay, I'm here with you."

"Mom!" I cried, getting out of bed and on her lap, hugging her tightly.

Giggling and running her hand gently through my hair she said, "It's okay, what was the dream about, sweetheart? Do you want to talk about it?"

"It-," thinking it better, I just shook my head and hugged her tighter. How could I tell her I dreamed she had an accident and died? I couldn't, I wouldn't.

"You know? Let's have breakfast; it will make you forget the nightmare. I made everything you like..." she trailed off and started to get up from the bed, but I grabbed her hand and forced her to stay. "Bella, it was just a dream, it's okay. Come on, let's go," she said again tugging on my hand.

"Promise me you will never leave me, Mom." I asked her with tears in my eyes again.

"Bella..." she said, sighing.

"Promise me, mom!"

"Bella, I will never leave you, I promise. You know that," she said. Tears on her eyes now, hugging me one more before time she got up and took me out of the room.

I stopped at the doorway to put some shoes on, but when I turned around, she was gone. "Mom?" I asked confused "Mom?!" I asked again, more forcefully this time. "Mom, where are you?!"

"Isabella? Isabella, are you okay?" That was not my mom's voice, she wouldn't call me Isabella.

"Mom! "

"Isabella, are you okay?" The same voice asked, shaking my shoulders slightly. "Isabella, open your eyes," the voice demanded, and so I did.

When I opened my eyes again, I was not in my mom's house anymore, I was back at the school. And the person next to me was not my mother, it was Edward.

"Isabella, are you okay?" he asked again.

I nodded and looked around, disorientated; I was in the back part of the gym, sitting against it. My legs stretched in front of me and Edward kneeling next to me, a confused and worried look on his face.

"Wh -What happened?"

"I'm not sure," he answered. "I was just walking towards my car to wait for my siblings, but then I came back into the gym because I forgot I had to make the coach sign the paper for me. When I was heading out again, I heard a noise and I saw you there. You fainted for about fifteen minutes, I think," he finished, his eyes running across my face worriedly.

I was looking at him wide-eyed. It was after all, just a bad dream, but my mom seemed so real, her touch so soft and warm. I sighed as a single tear rolled down my cheek.

"Are you hurt?" asked Edward. Hearing his voice, I looked up. I had forgotten he was still here with me; I wiped the tear away and nodded.

"When I fell, I hurt my leg," I said trying to move it, but as I did, another wave of pain ran through my body. "I -I broke it in an accident, but..." I trailed off, took a deep breath and continued. "But it's okay, now. I can take it, just go," I told him.

"Are you sure?" he asked me, eying me skeptically. I just nodded.

"Okay, let's go."

I looked at him, surprised and terrified at the same time. I was not okay; if I got up I was going to lose it. I needed some time to make the pain, both physical and emotional, go away. Shaking my head I looked away. "You go, your siblings must be waiting for you, I'll go in a few," I said, my voice shaking. I was on the verge of tears again.

When the silence filled the air, I supposed he was just gone. I sighed, hugging my bag tightly again as the tears I couldn't hold anymore started rolling down my cheeks.

"Why are you lying to me?" someone asked softy, startling me. It was him again.

"I'm not lying!" I shouted, exasperated. "Just leave me alone! Go!"

I saw, from the corner of my eye, him flinching slightly at my voice. "Okay!" he shouted back. "If you don't want help, then screw yourself! I'm out of here." His face was red with anger.

"Edward!" someone called from behind us. "Edward, what are you doing there, we're waiting for you." It was Alice.

Seeing me, her face turned into horror. "Bella!" She screamed, running towards me. "Bella, are you okay? Why are you crying?" she asked, kneeling next to me and taking my face in her hands.

I looked away, trying to avoid her gaze. "Bella?" She asked again and I shook my head. Turning to Edward she said, "Why were you shouting at her, Edward? What did you do to her? " Her voice showed her anger.

"I was just trying to help her, she wouldn't let me. I got a little angry. I'm sorry," he said sheepishly.

"You made her cry, Edward!" Alice shouted, exasperated.

"No, he didn't," I interfered before things got worse. "It's my fault, I fell and my leg hurt, that's all. I'm okay now, just go home, Alice, " I told her, taking a deep breath and closing my eyes.

"No, she's not, " said Edward. "Alice, I think she's in real pain; she even fainted."

"What?!" Alice shrieked. "Edward, call Emmett, we are taking her to the hospital!"

"No!" I shouted. "Just help me up, I'm okay," I said, pleading with my eyes. "Alice, please, just help me up. I'm okay, it's unnecessary to go to the hospital."

Without another word I extended my hand so that Alice could help me up. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried getting up. She held my hand and slowly helped me up, but she was too small, she couldn't support all my weight. Squeezing my eyes tighter, gritting my teeth together and fisting my other hand around my bag until my knuckles were white, I flexed my legs to get up. The pain that shot through me left me gasping for air.

I could feel the pain in my knuckles and my eyes watering as I made an effort to get up. Suddenly an arm snaked around my waist and pulled me up from the ground. I squeaked, feeling the emptiness below my feet. Then we were moving.

When I opened my eyes we were nearing the parking lot, which was empty apart from my truck, the Hales' BMW and the Cullens' jeep. I was being carried, bridal style, by Emmett. When we finally reached the cars, they spoke.

"What's going on?" asked Rosalie first, an annoyed look on her face.

"Is she hurt?" asked Jasper, confusion clear on his face.

"No, I'm not," I spoke up.

"Yes, you are," said Alice. "She fell down and hurt the leg she broke in the accident, right, Edward?" she said, looking at him. He just nodded and she continued. "We need to take her to the hospital. Rose and Jazz, you can go home if you want."

"No, you are not. Emmett, put me down," I said more forcefully.

Once he put me down, I rested my body by the truck to hold me up, afraid to rest all my weight -or any for that matter- on my injured leg. "Alice, I am not going to the hospital, nor are you taking me, besides, I can't leave the truck."

"If that's the problem, I'll take it," she said confidently. "Bella, you're in pain, I can see it in your face."

Breathing in deeply I said, "Enough, Alice! I don't want to go." As I slightly put my foot on the ground, I winced, and Alice saw it.

"See? Okay, Bella, if you don't want me to take you to the hospital, then let me drive you home, you clearly can't drive," she said matter of factly.

"I'll accept the drive home," I said nodding to myself. I wouldn't be able to drive anyway.

Turning to look at her siblings and the Hales she said, "You guys follow me, I'll drive her." They just nodded and moved to get into their cars.

As Alice went into the driver's seat, I slowly tried walking towards the passenger's side door. Watching me struggle, Alice simply nodded towards me and Emmett got out of the jeep to help me, but before he got to me, I held my hand up. "No," I said. "I can do it."

"Bella..." Alice said, in a disapproving tone. "It's faster that way."

Sighing, I nodded and Emmett carried me to the passenger's seat. When I was safely inside with the seatbelt on, he closed the door, and Alice started the engine.

"I'm not disabled, you know?" I said, breaking the silence after a few minutes of ride.

Alice just giggled. "I know, Bella. But why can't you accept a little help? We are just worried about you..." she said, a sad look on her face.

"We?"

"Yes, we. And... I'm sorry about Edward, he just got back from... and, well, he's quite stubborn, just like you," she said, snickering.

"It's okay, it was my fault." It was, in fact, my fault. He was just trying to help me and I understood that, I just didn't want any help.

"Was it only your leg that hurt?" she asked suddenly.

"Yeah... why?"

"You look... in pain, but it's beyond physical..." She trailed off.

It was beyond physical... She was right. Thinking about my mother had made the wound wide open again, and it hurt like it never did before. The feeling of loss and emptiness I was having was becoming overwhelming, unbearable. And there was nothing I could do about it, nothing. I couldn't get her back, it was impossible. But I couldn't replace her either, she was irreplaceable, she would always be.

"Bella?" Alice asked after I didn't answer her, but instead of doing so, I just shrugged and she let it go.

"Do you want me to pick you up tomorrow?"

"No, it's okay. By tomorrow I'll be fine."

"Are you sure?" she asked skeptically. "Will you call me if you can't drive?" I just nodded in agreement and she sighed, shaking her head.

For the rest of the ride, I tuned out Alice's unrelentless spew of words, imagining the car was silent.

When we arrived home I opened my door and slowly got out of the car, but before I took one step, Emmett was by my side and lifting me up.

"I can walk," I protested.

"No, you can't," he argued back.

"Where's the key?" asked Alice, who was already by the door. Reaching into the front pocket of my bag, I took the key out and handed it to Alice.

Once we were effectively inside, Emmett put me down on the coach and Alice put a pillow below my injured leg. "When will your dad be home?"

"Um... in like two hours?" I said, but it sounded more like a question.

"Two hours!" Alice shouted alarmed.

"Alice, calm down! I'll survive and thanks for everything, all of you. I owe you one, " I said, blushing slightly.

"No, Bella. I can't leave you here alone for two hours! What if you need something, like to go to the bathroom, or eat something or..."

"Alice, you worry too much. I can take care of my self, besides; if I needed to go to the bathroom you wouldn't be able to carry me..." I said, giggling.

"Would you call me if you need anything?" I nodded, but she wouldn't have that. "Promise me, Bella."

"I promise, Alice, okay?"

"Okay," she said, kissing my cheek before getting up to go, closing the door behind her.

I listened intently until I heard the cars going away to try to get up. I tried and tried for about half an hour maybe, but once my foot touched the floor, the pain would increase incredibly.

Taking a few deep breaths and squeezing the pillow in my hand tightly, I slowly got up and walked into the kitchen. Resting my body against the counter, I opened the refrigerator and took the orange juice out, pouring myself a glass.

A million deep breaths, a throbbing hand and a bottle of orange juice later, I was one step away from my room when I heard the front door swing open. Charlie's early, I thought. That is, until I heard a piercing scream. Alice.

"Upstairs, Alice!" I shouted so she could hear me.

"Bella!" she yelled, running up the stairs. "How did you get here?"

"Oh... um... I don't know, I was here when I woke up," I said mockingly.

"Ha-ha, very funny," she said walking closer to me ."Carlisle is here to check on your leg."

"What?! Alice... I told you I was okay."

"And I didn't listen, now go into your room and sit on the bed." I did as I was told because after all it took me to get here, there was no way in hell I was going down again. "Dad! Up here, come!" she shouted, stepping into the room.

Dr. Cullen examined my leg meticulously. After he was finished, he wrote something on a paper and told me to stay in bed until tomorrow. It wasn't as if I could get up anyway. He gave me a few pills for the pain and because apparently my knee was a bit swollen. "Tomorrow come to the hospital so I can x-ray your leg, just to be sure it's not fractured," he had told me. Taking advantage of that, Alice chose the moment to tell me she would pick me up the next morning, but gave me no chance to argue as she ran out of the room and down the stairs.

Once I heard the front door was successfully closed, I sighed. Alice was impossible, but was proving herself as a very good friend. And even though I was in an immense amount of emotional as well as physical pain, a friend like Alice could be everything that I needed.

Taking one of the pills that Dr. Cullen had given me, I fell asleep without major problems.

When I woke up the next morning, I was stiff from not moving the whole night, but the pain in my leg had somehow subsided. Getting out of bed, I took a quick shower and went down the stairs to have some breakfast. When I got to the kitchen, I found Charlie sitting on his usual chair, reading his newspaper.

"Hey, Dad!"

"Hey, Bells. How are you feeling?" I looked at him, confused, so he explained. "Carlisle told me you fell at school and that your leg was hurting."

"Oh! Yeah, I'm okay," I said.

After I had breakfast, I changed into school clothes and grabbed my bag. Charlie had gone to work a while ago, so before I went to the front door, I washed the breakfast dishes. When I was nearing the front door I heard a horn. Alice, I thought and smiled to myself.

Locking the door, I walked towards her car cautiously. "Good morning, Bella! How's the leg?" Alice greeted me excitedly once I was inside her yellow car.

"Morning, Alice. And it's better; it doesn't hurt that much anymore."

-

The first periods flew by and soon enough we were at lunch. Everything was like a blur to my eyes, passing in front of me, never stopping. All I really wanted to do was get to my biology class so I could say sorry and thanks to Edward for what he did for me.

When lunch was finally over, I walked with Angela to my class, she grabbed my arm and kept me stable, despite my protests that I could walk perfectly.

"I'll see you, Bella," she called over her shoulder as she headed to her class, leaving me in the doorway of the biology building.

I went inside and waited for the class to start. When he finally arrived I just couldn't speak, the words wouldn't come out. That's how I spent the whole hour. The time once again flew by, not only did I not take a single note, but I didn't hear a word Mr. Banner said.

Breathing in deeply and convincing myself -again- that this was what I should do, that it was the right thing to do, I turned to him for the first time in the whole hour.

He was gathering his books and notebook, putting everything in his backpack, not looking at me. Shaking my head and breathing in and out slowly, I called for him. "Edward?"

He looked up, surprised, staring at me right in the eyes. His piercing green eyes burning into mine, just like the first time I saw him at the hospital. "I wanted to apologize."

"For what?" he looked confused.

"For yesterday... I know you were just trying to help me and I was rude, it was my fault and I'm... sorry."

"It's okay," was all he said, still staring at me.

"So... um... thanks... for everything.," I told him sincerely, nodding to myself.

"It's okay, Isabella. Really."

"Call me Bella."

"Bella, then," he said , smiling slightly.

"So... friends?" I asked, stretching my hand in front of me for him to shake. I know what you're wondering now, it's the same thing I'm wondering. Why in hell did I just do that?!

He hesitated at first, and I looked down, starting to take my hand back, disappointed and feeling like an idiot, then he took it and shook it. "Friends," he said, but I barely heard him, the electricity humming through my body left me unmoving and speechless.

A/N: Thought? What do you think will happen next?

I know most of you thought/wanted it to be Edward but it would be too predictable... I just wanted to play a bit, it was him after all ..lol... and as some of you pointed out she wouldn't/shouldn't feel the electricity if it wasn't him. :)

I will make a confession now, I truly didn't know I could write long chapters, but I can! I hope you don't mind though. It was very hard to stop writing this chapter, I was.... excited? ... I don't really know.

Well I have to go now... got a bus to caught... lol... I do, I'm leaving in *looks at the clock* 30 minutes. Hope you liked it. I have to tell you this though, the next chapter might take a bit longer because I'm starting college in two days, my free time will be reduced.

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