AN: Hey guys, I'm back from Washington! Sorry for the wait. Here is chapter 12 and I hope you like it. Please review!

"She hasn't waken up… Why hasn't she waken up yet?! It's been fourteen hours!!"" Edward was going crazy and I was getting a headache from all his rambling. I could hear everything, but I couldn't move my body. I felt frozen and had no control over my limbs. Alice was trying to reassure him that I was fine, but I wasn't really convinced myself. It would have been a lot easier if they would just let me die in peace. "Edward, Bella is gonna be fine! Jeez, your giving me a damn headache, so if you'll be so kind, shut up already!!" Alice exploded and I heard something get smashed.

"Alice, lower your voice, your gonna damage her ears! They're extremely sensitive you know!" Edward hissed and I could just picture Alice rolling her eyes. "Why would she do this to herself? Why would she try to take herself away from me forever?" Edward sobbed and I heard Alice's soft voice comforting him. "She'll be okay, Edward. Just give her some time to recover" She soothed and I felt slightly better. That's a relief. Now I don't need to worry about being trapped in this uncomfortable position for the rest of my life.

A icy chill ran down my spine and I had the urge to shiver, but I couldn't move. It's freezing in here! Where am I anyway? I heard Edward's breathing hitch. "My poor Bella is cold! Alice, could you get her a blanket. It must be so hard for her, to be going through all of this. And she's been going through it all by herself. She deserves to have a happy life and now look at her, she's in a coma!" He ranted and realization flooded through my head. Oh my god, I'm in a coma! A fucking coma!

I was pissed now. I could have been dead by now, but at least I would've been happy. But instead, they keep me here, where I am heartbroken and torn apart, and try to fix what cannot be saved. Curiosity filled me when the room became silent. I suddenly felt a cold breath at me ear and I immediately knew who it was. "Bella, I am so sorry. This is all my fault and your suffering for my mistakes. I love you so much Bella, and you didn't deserve any of this pain. I would switch places with you any day if it meant you wouldn't have to feel It" He kissed my forehead and started to hum my lullaby.

For some reason, I believed him and I wanted to tell him that I did. The sweet tune of my lullaby made my heart swell with love and I felt a little tingling in my arms. Sort of like the feeling of the a hundred needles, prickling at your skin and my fingers started twitching.

"Alice, she's moving!" Edward gasped and I felt another pair of cold hands on my face. "She's going to wake up in two minutes and thirteen seconds!" She squealed and I heard her jumping up and down.

Soon, I was able to move my arms and legs, and then I opened my eyes. I peered around the room, taking in my surroundings. Edward bolted to my bedside and took one of my hands. "Thank god your okay!" He said but I didn't look at him. I gazed at the ceiling with tears leaking from my bloodshot eyes. why would Edward ever love someone so messed up. A stupid, suicidal drug addict. I'm so pathetic and I don't understand it at all. I covered my face with my hands, sobbing like a pathetic person would. Edward sighed and pulled my arms away from my red, tear-stained face, exposing me to him.

I closed my eyes ashamed and he cradled my face in his hand. "Bella, I was so afraid I was going to loose you. Why the hell would you do that to yourself?!" He was very upset with me and it only made me cry harder. He pulled me tightly to his chest and rocked us back and forth, humming my lullaby in my ear. Minutes passed and I eventually cried myself into dream filled sleep.

DREAM: I walked down the isle, my white satin dress flowing out behind me like a milky stream. I looked ahead and found my Edward in a dazzling back tux, waiting for me under an arch of red roses. Our eyes met and love radiated, binding us together as true soul-mates…

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I bolted upright, shocked out of the dream. My breathing was erratic and sweat matted some loose strands of hair to my forehead. My puffy eyes watered up again and beads of salty water cascaded over my cheeks. It wasn't real. It wasn't real. No matter how bad I wanted it, it could never be real. I sniffled and looked around. I was in Edward's room again. I groaned and flipped out of bed, heading for the door.

Edward opened it before I could and leaned against the door frame, watching me intently. "How are you feeling?" He asked quietly and I looked at him indecorously. "That's kind of a dumb question, don't you think?" He didn't answer and I sighed, running a hand through my tangled hair. "I'm going to take a shower" I said and walked around him to the bathroom.

I undressed myself silently and gazed at my scarred body in the mirror. There were old ones, that just paled out and turned into a gray-ish color, recent ones that were scabbing, and new ones that were dark pink. All of them marked my skin and I never came to notice how much damage I inflicted on myself. I felt so disgusted and angry with myself. I clutched my hair and yanked at it as hard as I could, screaming in frustration. Edward rushed in and grabbed my hands, trying to loosen my grip.

"Stop! Bella stop it now!" He growled and I finally gave up and stopped pulling. I sobbed loudly and lowered myself to the marble floor. Now Edward can see 'me'.