AN: Big thanks to my Beta ,she's amazing! Thursday went really well, didn't mess up any of my lines but the blackouts between scenes went on for ages! So yeah…Hope I pass.

Sorry for the wait, a member of my family found out she has cancer so it's been really hectic here.

Went skating yesterday. I'm gonna start lessons soon. I'm so excited!

Disclaimer:I OWN NOTHING ,NO TWILIGHT ,BUFFY OR SONGS

Any who ,on with the story.

B/N Wow, this took me a while to edit. Great! Im so happy ur back on ff, and im so sorry for the cancer

Bella POV

My body was numb with shock and blinding pain, I could feel blood pooling around me, the smell hitting my nostrils making me cough. Blood spluttered out my mouth with each cough and more trickled from my nose.

I forced my eyes open to take in the scene around me. My precious bike was now mangled and lying heavily against my leg. The now unmoving truck was right next to my bike, crushing the back of it.

I was slowly becoming more aware of the pain, my mind now sober with shock. My angel was above me; his cold hand brushed my cheek.

"Shhhh, it's ok love, just stay still." He leaned in to kiss my lips softly.

What happened to Faith? The image of her bike smashing against the truck flashed through me.

"Faith?" I rasped, more blood slipping out my mouth. Carlisle was kneeling next to me his cold hands checking my injuries. He and Edward looked briefly at each other then looked back at me.

"Stay still sweetie" Carlisle said. Both ignoring my question.

I stared into Edwards eyes, he was whispering sweet nothings. Alice stood a few metres away with Esme. They were kneeling over a body. Faiths.

She was mostly covered by the truck, her legs trapped under her and her arms sticking out unnaturally.

"We have to move Bella now" Edward said to Carlisle. He received a questioning look but Carlisle quickly but gently lifted the broken bike from my legs, while metal clawed and ripped at my skin. When it was over I was held in Carlisle's arms. I bit back a scream of pain as the movement shook through me.

"What is it Edward?" He asked.

"The truck" he said vaguely.

I turned my head as much as I could to look, Esme and Alice were no longer next to Faith, and smoke was pouring out of the truck, flames engulfing it in seconds. Why weren't they helping her?

"Help her. Please help her. I'll do anything" I begged.

Edward stood in front of me blocking my view. Why were they just standing here? I started sobbing. Faith was burning. The smell of burning flesh surrounded me. This isn't happening. This can't be happening.

I was pulled closer to Carlisle's shoulder, and then I dissolved into nothing.

I woke to a beeping noise. You know what I mean, the one noise that can make you panic. When you desperately try to remember what the hell put you in here.

I remember, I remember everything. The deafening noise as the truck hit, the blinding pain that followed and the stench of burning flesh. It was so clear in my mind, my body began to retch. Cold arms steadied me; I was leaning against Edwards' chest while Esme held out a bucket for me to throw up in.

They must be disgusted with me. They have all there godly glory and I'm this pathetic thing.

"It's ok love" Edward whispered, rubbing my back soothingly.

When I was finished, I gladly accepted a glass of water and took a few sips.

My head was throbbing, and there was a continuous pain in my shoulder and chest. I winced, unfortunately attracting attention.

"Would you like more for the pain" Edward asked.

"No, thank you," I rasped.

He nodded towards Carlisle, who then left and returned with a needle and began injecting it into my IV. I didn't need to ask what it was, they were giving me something for the pain whether I liked it or not. I glanced round the room, it wasn't a hospital room. We were at the Cullen's house.

"You should rest now Bella," Carlisle told me.

He began listing my injuries, while I half listened. I dislocated a shoulder, cracked some ribs, and broke a few fingers, a severe concussion, blah blah blah. There was something I needed to ask them. I already knew the answer, but I hoped to god I was wrong.

"Is Faith dead?" It was followed with silence and the present Cullen's shared a look.

"Either she is or she isn't just tell me," I said impatiently.

"I'm very sorry Bella," Carlisle started full of compassion "She passed instantly ,there was no pain."

I nodded and silent tears began to fall.

It had been one week since the accident. Carlisle and Jasper had decided that I needed to be around family instead of going to the hospital I'd been threatened with. I'd spent most of my time in bed with one of them usually sitting with me. Even Rosalie. We weren't best friends, but it seemed that she was trying to be nice.

It was Faiths funeral today. I was aware it hadn't completely hit me yet, that she was never coming back and I'm dreading the time it does. It was going to be a small ceremony, a few kids from school she hardly spoke to and her dad. I was going and so were the Cullen's, I don't want to go, it will just make it real. Prove I'm not dreaming. Please God let me wake up now. Their making me go, saying it will help me move on, but what do they know. Everyone they love can never die.

I'd managed to convince them to take me home after the fune... funeral, for one night in my own bed. During the day, I had to have someone with me, and then Charlie would watch me when they left. And I'm certain Edward will appear to watch me sleep, with Alice watching my every move constantly as well.

I'd gone back to being zombie today, spoke when spoken to , did what they told me to. I ate breakfast without making a fuss and let Alice dress me for the funeral.

They'd been walking on eggshells around me all morning not knowing what to say, waiting for me to break. It was suffocating. The ride to the cemetery was even worse.

I had been greeted by Faiths dad, he was sober. Her death had shocked some sense into him, He said he was clean and sober and is never going to hurt anyone again. If only he'd thought of that before it was too late.

Edwards' arms wrapped securely round my waist as we listened to the priest. Actually while he listened. I was too busy staring at the gravestone.

You said yourself before, where are you?

I'm needing you much more, I guess you never knew

And now everything, is gonna fall apart

I need you here, not just in my heart

This wasn't how it's supposed to be (In loving memory)

And now I'm torn with misery (In loving memory)

I won't forget you please don't me (In loving memory)

This wasn't how it's supposed to be (In loving memory)

In dark bold letters it said-

In loving Memory of Faith Lehane.

AN: This was a lot longer, but i kinda turned the computer off before . Sorry for the wait.

I might redo this chappie.

IMPORTANT- My new story should be up soon please read.