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Lost

E.P.O.V

I took a deep breath. They weren't letting us in at all. According to my father, Bella had just woken up, and she was going to need some serious stitching on the side of her forearm. She had minimal head injuries, maybe a few stitches there too. What really got damaged were her arm, and her left leg….and the baby. They made sure she hadn't received a concussion, and apparently she hadn't. Her arm must have blocked her away from any serious head damage. As soon as this was discovered, they had to get ready to perform an emergency C session. (A/N: Sorry, not good with medical terms, so it might be wrong.)

Renee has been here all day, and she has talked to Carlisle and Esme, she said hi to us, and after that broke down to tears with my mom. She went in to see Bella a couple times, but after that, I didn't really pay attention. She was freaking out.

I don't know what's going on now, but all I do know is that there might be a possibility that the baby will die. Right now they're preparing everything for the C session, and the family is just sitting around, vulnerable, crying. I didn't know what to do with myself.

I wanted to scream at Bella. How could she be so stupid?! How could she be so careless? But at the same time, I wanted to blame myself. If I hadn't said anything, this would all be fine, and we wouldn't be here at 2 in the morning, crying.

Derek doesn't know what to do with himself, and if you think he has it bad, wait until you get a load of me. I can't even cry, move, or anything. All I do is sit and blink. There is nothing to do. I can't lose her. If I lose her I'll die. It's like a vortex sucked all my thoughts out. It's so surreal, it hasn't even settled in yet.

"Derek!" I heard Carlisle call to him as he ran over to us. He had his scrubs on as he stared at us. He looked ready to perform the C session, but a worried look was on his face.

"I can't do it!" Carlisle cried. We looked at him confused, and for the first time in two hours, I moved. I moved my head to look at him. "If we perform the C session we'll lose the baby. She has to push him out naturally, but I don't think she's ready. We're waiting for her water to break or some sort of sign. The only way out is to do C session and she won't let us if it means killing the baby. Derek it's up to you." Carlisle tried to explain. A panic expression took over Derek as he looked at us.

He bit his lip furiously as he thought hard. I felt my heart rate pick up. I didn't want the baby to die. I had even grown a connection with it.

"Why can't she go natural?" Rose asked, panicked. Carlisle shook his head, tears pooling in his eyes for the first time. It hurt.

"We could lose her." He whispered. That woke me up.

"NO!" I shouted. Everyone looked at me shocked. "We can't lose her!"

"Oh Edward! I thought you'd stay a zombie forever!" Esme sobbed as she came to hug me. I almost pushed her off as I marched in front of my dad.

"Do something!" I shouted. He shook his head.

"Edward, the baby is in a very delicate state, and Bella is too weak to go into labor. Her water hasn't even broke yet. One of them has to die." Carlisle said. I felt the angry tears fall out of my eyes.

This was my entire fault! All of it! One of them had to die now! I would not lose Bella! She couldn't leave me! No god please!

"I want to see her." I stated. My father began to shake his head, but I stopped him. "I want to see her." I stated more sternly.

"Derek is her husband-" He started.

"Derek can't make a decision, but I can. I need to see her. I'm her best friend." I said. Carlisle looked at me skeptically, before sighing and nodding.

"Alright. Follow me." Carlisle lead the way before we stopped in front of her door. I took a deep breath, and walked in. I didn't know what to expect, and at the moment, it was like I wasn't even really in my body. It was all fuzzy like a nightmare. There were nurses every where, tubes, beeping machines….everywhere.

"Edward." Bella whispered. She looked pale, the stitches in her arm, and on the corner of her head a butterfly stitch, the white band-aid covering it. I felt my knees go weak. She looked ready to die. I couldn't take it. I ran to her side in an instant, already crying. I didn't know what I was doing, and I could barely hear myself. It was like watching me from another point of view. My eyes were focused on her, but I wasn't really here. My mind was unfocused. It was like I was somewhere else, someone else.

"Bella listen to me." I said, putting my hands on the side of her face. "I know you hate me, and that's alright. But please don't leave me." I whispered. She looked at me softly.

"I don't hate you." She whispered back.

"Bella you can't leave me here. You can't leave us." I said.

"I can't leave my child." She stated stubbornly. I sighed frustratingly. There were so many things to say, and so little time. That's why I needed to save her life. To talk to her, to see her, to touch her, to love her.

"Bella, I won't let you die." I snapped back. She narrowed her eyes.

"So you'll let him die?!" She looked down to her belly. I sighed. I knew I couldn't.

"Bella you can't just-"

"Oh!" She gasped suddenly. I tore my hands away from her face.

"What? What happened?! Are you hurt?!" I asked looking around. She started breathing heavily.

"My water broke!" She yelled. I froze in place. Oh shit.

At that moment I didn't listen to anyone or anything. I blocked everyone out; all I did was stare at Bella in amazement. This was really happening. I didn't see it when the doctors rushed to her side, or when they started yelling at me. I didn't do anything. The only thing that took me out of my state was when Bella said those four words that I was longing to hear.

"Stay with me Edward!" And I did.

I stayed with her, holding her hand, crying with her, telling her to push, telling her I loved her, and that she could do this, kissing her forehead when she looked tired, and rubbing over the stitches so that they wouldn't hurt. I stayed and watched as the doctors pulled the crying baby out, full of blood. I stayed and watched as Bella cried holding onto my hand with a death grip, and I stayed by her side, like a true friend would.

I cried when she cried, and I held onto her hand, whispering in her ear to stay with me. I didn't bother looking at the baby, I just looked at Bella. I saw as she shut her eyes closed, crying in pain. I saw as her nose scrunched up, and then when she started screaming. All the while, I wasn't really there.

"Where's my baby?!" She screamed. I looked around, there were doctors everywhere, it was a huge mess. "My baby!" Bella sobbed.

And that's when the shock and reality finally dawned on me.


B.P.O.V

"I can't believe this. Such a disaster." I heard the voices, and sobs. They were very faint, but still there. The pain in my ribs was still sharp, and I winced.

"Did she just move?" Another voice asked. I tried very hard to open my eyes. It was pretty difficult, the light was burning them, but all in all I was able to. I blinked a couple times, the moist filling my eyes from the burn. There were gasps.

"Oh Bella!" I felt tiny arms swing themselves around me. Alice. I winced again and groaned as the pain in my ribs returned.

"What's wrong?" Another voice asked beside me. I turned my head to see Edward checking me up and down for any damage. "What hurts?" He asked looking back at me. His eyes were full of concern.

"It's nothing." I said softly. Looking back down. I didn't want to meet his green gaze….it was too beautiful.

"Good." He sighed before throwing his arms around me. I softly, slowly tried to wrap my arms around him, as I felt his cool, smooth chest against mine. I felt warm, and fuzzy, comforted….better. "I was so worried about you!" He said. "Your mom was just here, she just had to go talk to Carlisle and Derek…..Don't ever scare me like that Bella." He whispered in my ear as he hugged me closer.

"What happened?" I asked. I started looking around the room as he pulled away. It was only Alice, Esme, and Edward. Why was my mom with Derek and Carlisle?

Esme started sobbing as she came to wrap her arms around me. I stared at everyone confused as a look came on their faces. They didn't want to meet my gaze. "What happened?" I asked more hysterical, as Esme pulled away from me. I looked around me. I knew I was in the hospital. That much was clear. I suddenly looked down at my stomach. It was flat. My baby.

It all started to come clear to me. I suddenly remembered everything perfectly. The crash, Edward's confession, the hospital, my water broke……the birth. How could I forget the enormous pain I went through?

"Where is he?" I asked panicked. None of them looked at me. What had happened? Is he ok? Where is he? Where is everyone? What's going on? My head started swimming with questions, making me almost dizzy. This couldn't be happening!

"Bella….." Edward started. But he didn't need to finish. He died. My baby died. I started sobbing, the loss and pain so much worse than any other pain I've felt. Worse than when Edward left me. It was too much. I carried him for nine months! That was my child. Mine. He came from me. I felt the hysteria start to grab at me as I sobbed. I started screaming. I couldn't believe this was really happening. How did it come to this?!

"No! NO!" I screamed. My baby. Esme and Alice started sobbing as Edward bent down, to grab my arms. The pain in my ribs was worse than ever, but I didn't let that stop me. Where was Derek?! Suddenly the pain in my ribs was too much to take, and I let Edward grab me as he bundled me in his arms. I sunk myself in his embrace as I let the misery eat me raw. I wanted to die. If he's gone so am I.

"It's ok." Edward whispered in my hair. I sobbed into his chest, feeling comforted. This is where I wanted to be right now. If I couldn't be with my baby, I wanted to be in Edward's arms.

But not everything in life comes so easy.


PLEASE READ! I KNOW IT'S LONG….SORRY.

I know it's very short. And it hurt me to write. I was so torn. But there is no way that baby would have survived that crash. I feel sick. I feel like a mother who just lost its child. How ironic right? RIP.

The winners, well there were many winners, but they weren't full on correct. They were just right on one part.

Ok, so the winners!:

Nobody got it full out right, but I'll give you credit for half of it,

-Carolina 81

-Ksangi, (You got one part right…as for Mike Newton….lmaoo. Nice.)

-Aj

-Chibbchen

-Missy4904

-seventeenforeverr (I don't hate you for your guess. Lmaoo, I hate myself for actually fulfilling it. I feel horrible!)

-Edward's La Tua Cantante

-Jadesabre75 (YOU ACUTALLY GOT IT ALL RIGHT! Because you only named one thing. Lol.)

-prettybutterfly14 (Don't worry I feel worse than you. :))

If I missed anyone then tell me. :)

Please read the lyrics: Lost by Michael Buble.

I can't believe it's over
I watched the whole thing fall
And I never saw the writing that was on the wall
If I only knew
The days were slipping past
That the good things never last
That you were cryin'

Summer turned to winter
And the snow it turned to rain
Then the rain turned into tears upon your face
I hardly recognize the girl you are today
And God I hope it's not too late
Mm, it's not too late

'Cause you are not alone
I'm always there with you
And we'll get lost together
Till the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
When your world's crashing down
And you can't bear the thought
I said, babe, you're not lost

Life can show no mercy
It can tear your soul apart
It can make you feel like you've gone crazy
But you're not
Though things have seemed to change
There's one thing that's still the same
In my heart you have remained
And we can fly, fly, fly away

'Cause you are not alone
And I am there with you
And we'll get lost together
Until the light comes pouring through
'Cause when you feel like you're done
And the darkness has won
Babe, you're not lost
And your world's crashing down
And you can not bear the cross
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost
I said, baby, you're not lost