Thirteenth chapter.
"Bella?" I heard Charlie's voice, and his uneven footsteps, approach me. "Bella, can you hear me?"
I swallowed to wet my suddenly dry throat, cleared it, and nodded.
"Is that a yes or no? Cause it looked like it could have been either."
I closed my eyes- it was less scary when they were closed- and laughed hoarsely.
"If I shook my head, it would have meant I heard you, anyways."
I heard a shaky laugh, and something sat- more like collapsed- on my bed.
"So, yes then?"
"Yes." I heard him smile- wait, what?- and then he hugged me.
"Yikes, dad! Give me some warning!" I yelped, even though I had known that he would have hugged me just then, hearing the movement.
Someone walked into the room.
"Who's there?" I asked, swinging my head towards the sound of the footsteps.
"How did you know someone was there?" I heard Emmett ask curiously, and I shrugged.
"I dunno- air passage? Footsteps? I just knew." I grinned at where I thought Emmett was, and he laughed.
"It looks really weird when you do that with your eyes closed." I shrugged again. "It keeps my eyes from getting too dry."
I heard several footsteps- heavier than Emmett's, but lighter than dad's.
"Jacob?" I asked, feeling my brow crease.
"Jesum, Bells, how'd you do that?" I heard Jacob say. He sounded slightly on edge, but calmer than I expected, there being a 'bloodsucker' in the room.
I shrugged. All this shrugging was starting to make my shoulders hurt.
"Footsteps?" I said, but it sounded more like a question.
I then began laughing. I could feel them staring at me, but I just couldn't stop. I didn't even know what was funny- it seemed like nothing was, looking back, but right then, everything seemed really funny.
"Bella?" I heard Edward say my name cautiously. "Are you all right?"
Somehow my laughter turned into sobs, but everything still seemed funny. Something was most definitely wrong with my brain.
Hah! Another chapter! And this soon!
So I gave you some hope for Bella. Hope you don't hate me for the last chapter.