You guys have cured my writers block! Well, at least I think you might. I guess I'll know if you guess like this chapter. I took most of what you said into account…being the slow person I am, it never came to mind. 8)

Happy Fathers Day Carlisle, Charlie, Edward, and Billy! (Ha-ha, jk.)

Mrs. Myer Owns.

Accidentally in Love

Chapter 13

Let me tell you, this tree was HUGE. The closest branch I could reach was next to my head. I wrapped both of my hands around the branch and lifted my body up with all the force I had. I had my torso hanging on the branch while I reached for the second one.

"How did you do this?" I said while I lifted myself onto the third.

"You're going to hurt yourself." He laughed back at me.

"No, I'm not." I grabbed for the fourth branch and lost my footing; I grabbed hold of the branch with both my hands and looked down. At least 35 feet stood between me and the floor of this forest. "Edward…"

"God, Bella. Why can't you just leave me alone? You messed up, I'm upset. Sometimes people need time to think." He yelled. I looked up and saw him stand up from the branch he was sitting on and jump and grab the next with his hands. This motion caused my branch to shake. I squeezed my hands tighter on the branch but my fingers slipped.

I felt myself falling towards the earth. It was not like the movies-when everything slows down and you have time to plan out how you'll land. My arm hit a branch with a sickening crack before I hit the ground. I landed on my butt, but my head bounced back and hit the ground with a thud.

I heard the rustling of leaves, and a soft thud. "Bella. Bella!"

Edward crouched down beside me and touched my head. "Bella, are you okay." My head was getting heavy and my eyes were shutting on their own accord.

"No." I whispered. The last thing I remembered before my eyes closed was Edward's face. It was the first time I had seen how hurt he looked. His eyes were red and swollen from crying, it hurt to know I caused it.

I remember sirens, and voices- lots of voices; men's and women's. I remember hearing medical terms I knew nothing about. I remember someone holding my hand. I remember thinking it fit perfectly in mine. I remember how soft it was, and warm. Then, I remember nothing.

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I woke to the sound of beeping. I opened my eyes and saw white-a very bright white. I tried to look around me, but my neck wouldn't move. I reached my hand up and felt a padded brace supporting it. I felt for the Velcro strap when a hand stopped me.

"Whoa, don't take that off. It's very important that you keep it on." A soft, velvet voice said. A man came into my view. He had soft and kind ice blue eyes. And pale blonde hair with a long, handsome face. "I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen. You fell from a tree, 40 feet. You broke your left arm, a few ribs, and you fractured your right Femur." He spoke slowly, willing me to understand. I nodded. "We've got you on a morphine drip for the pain. If it gets any worse I want you to press this red button-" He pointed at the button beside me. "-To call me, or a nurse. Any questions?"

"When can I take this off?" My voice came out horse.

"In a day or two. We think you may have strained your neck, I want you to just rest for a while." I nodded. "Feel better, Bella." He walked to the door and stopped and turned around. "Your dad is in the waiting room, would you like me to get him?"

"Yes, please." He smiled and nodded. I watched him walk away threw the blinds in the window of my room. Then, I watched my dad walk to the door, still in his police uniform.

"Hey…" I laughed lightly, which hurt.

"Dad, it's okay. Well, I'm not physically. But I'll heal."

"W-What happened?" I sighed and closed my eyes.

"I messed up, daddy." I hadn't called him daddy since I was little.

"What are you talking about, sweetie?" He walked forward and sat of my bed and took my good hand.

I told him, everything. I didn't hold anything back. I felt like I needed to tell him. My dad and I may not have an open relationship, but when I need to tell him something, I know I can trust him and he won't judge me for it.

"It'll be okay. I've seen the way he looks at you, if he really loves you, he'll forgive you. And if he doesn't, than he didn't deserve you anyway. He'd be losing the best thing that ever happened to him." I smiled at him. My dad was pretty good at making me feel better. But I'm still not healed; there was only one person who could do that.

My dad left soon after that, promising that he would return later. I slept for a little while, and then the nurse tried to make me eat some really gross lime Jell-O. Around 3:00 I got a visitor.

"So…How are you feeling?" Rosalie asked.

"Um, I'm okay…but why do you care?" she walked to the edge of my bed and dropped her bag.

"I don't. In fact, I could care less about how you feel right now. I sort of think you deserved it, after what you did to Edward." She crossed her arms over her chest and looked at me.

"I know you don't believe me, but I do love him. Yes, I thought about doing what Lauren said I did. But I fell in love with him, I really did."

"That doesn't give you an excuse to do it." She barked at me.

"He did the same thing to me first; I just figured it out before it got far." She looked a little surprised at this.

"Still, you hurt him. I don't even know why he saved you."

"What?" I asked, shocked.

"You hit your head and past out, he called the ambulance. He rode the whole way with you, held your hand. He even stayed in the Trauma room with you. Plus you got the best doctor here- his dad- because he asked for him to help you. It's obvious he loves you, though I don't know why." With that, she turned and walked out.

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