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I, Beth………………………… Cullen am truly sorry for any hurt, pain, death, excessive laughing fits, pants wetting or tears I may have caused in the reading of this fanfictional content. I am also truly thankful that you are still reading up to this point. I do solemnly swear as of this point not to kill Isabella Marie Swan in this story. I also do solemnly swear to put an end to the tears that may have fallen during the reading. I am truly begging for forgiveness and mercy from all the shovels, knives, guns, swords and cats, you my avid readers and reviewers have thrown at me. I do truly declare that I, Beth………………………… Cullen has come up with this declaration solely and heartfully on my own.

Sincerely,

Beth 'Please don't kill me' Cullen

Song for this chapter is: Stronger by Kanye West for this line:

Now that don't kill me
Can only make me stronger
I need you to hurry up now
Cause I can't wait much longer

Chapter dedication: Hm….Lupus…. yeah because they got the right film/play: It was Dirty Dancing guys!!

On with the story at last:

Chapter 20

I had been in bed for even longer this time without seeing my friends and family. It had been two weeks and they'd finally unhooked all of my machines and drips. Mom was here and dad. They'd just gone to see Jasper and Rose. No one in the bloodshed hadn't been hurt mildly. I was the worst though, as always. The bullet had lodged itself millimetres from my heart, and as in the true Bella style I was, once more, lucky to be alive. I drummed my fingers on the edge of my bed and sighed. Not many people had visited me lately, they were all injured. I hated being stuck to a stupid bed; I rattled the edges of it, frustrated. Finally I decided to screw all the doctors and nurses and find my friends. I reached over and dragged a wheelchair from one side of the room and pulled it to my bedside. I grabbed a t-shirt that had been left for me if I ever was to get up and slipped it on over the top of my tank top I'd been wearing. I pulled up some really loose sweats over my legs and took some deep breaths before swinging my legs over the side of the bed. The sheer weight of my casts dragged me right onto the floor making my knees buckle slightly. I fell into the wheelchair and put my feet slowly on the supports.

I relaxed and pushed the wheels forward and low and behold, I started to move. I made for the door. I yanked the handle down and rolled myself timidly out. It was about 8pm and so visiting hours was over but I was a patient so they couldn't stop me. I pushed myself down the corridor tiredly and to the main ward desk. The nurse there smiled at me and then frowned, tutting.

'You should be back in bed, Isabella!' she complained.

'Well, I'm not going. You can't make me. I want to know where my friends are, right now!' I demanded angrily, tiredness and fury getting the better of me. The nurse looked at me disapprovingly once more and then typed up on her computer to find them.

'They are all on one of the main wards; they take up the entire thing. It's Ward 12. Down the corridor, third set of double doors on the left,' she finally said. I thanked her and rolled myself down the corridor. It was pretty damn tiring getting around like this but at least the nurse hadn't sent me back to bed. I needed to see Edward; I needed to see if he was alright, this was my entire fault and I felt terrible. I needed to see my brother and sister and two best friends. I needed to see Carlisle and Esme, they'd only come to visit me. I sobbed quietly as I continued down the quiet corridor towards their ward.

I stopped outside the correct ward and leant forward pushing the doors open. I rolled in quietly and was once met by the amount of noise they were making. Loud. I hadn't heard it outside but once you got in. I laughed loudly as I pushed myself in. Emmett and Jasper were in opposite beds throwing a ball between them. Alice and Rose were in beds next to each other, chatting about Ralph Lauren's new winter line. Mom and dad were tending to whatever they needed. Carlisle and Esme were also beside each other talking quietly. Notice who I'd left until last, that's right. Edward. He was lying in the bed beside Emmett closest to me, arguing with my mom as to come and get up and see me. I felt my heart fill with happiness.

'Edward, for the last time, you need to heal and the nurse would be very angry if either of you got up and visited the other, so stay there,' Mom persisted with him.

'I understand that, Kristine, but she's more hurt than I am and I need to see her!' he practically shouted at her. He was pounding his fist with the final five words. I slowly rolled myself over to his bedside and then mom spotted me.

'Isabella, get back to bed this instant!' she shouted, everyone looked at me and grins pulled tightly at their flawless features.

'Bella!' Alice shrieked as she hopped out of bed and ran to me. I wrapped my arms around her skinny form and she returned it. When she let go, I turned back to Edward and rolled right up to the top end of the bed and reached out to him. He took my hand and brought to his lips and kissed it. He sat up and leant down to kiss my lips, still holding my hand. I was blushing profusely as everyone was watching. Rose coughed as Edward kissed me and we broke apart unsatisfied.

'How are you, love?' he asked gently as he rubbed my hand, kissing it every now and again. I shrugged.

'Don't think I'm too bad but I don't think it could get any worse,' I said simply. Edward smiled at me. Then mom came over to me boring over me at her full height. I smiled brightly at her, not scared at all. I mean if she expected me to be scared of her after I'd spent all that time as a captive hostage, I think she was sadly mistaken.

'Isabella,' she said forcefully but quietly. 'Does the nurse know that you're here?'

I nodded and she grimaced.

'I was afraid of that,' she muttered as she walked over to Esme and Carlisle. Emmett came over and picked me up.

'God, Bells, these casts weigh a tonne or is that just you?' he joked. I whacked him on the arm as he placed me beside Edward on the bed. I snuggled up against him smiling. Jasper was livid when he approached me.

'Bella, dragging yourself around is going to stall your healing and that's not good enough. I don't want any excuses!' he growled. Edward put an arm around me, pulling me to him.

'As I'm the one doing the Medical degree here, I say that she's fine if she's relaxing,' Edward said smoothly, then looking down as if seeing me for the first time. 'Oh, look, what do we have here? She is relaxing!' Jasper's eyes flashed but then it turned humorous and he smiled.

'Fine. Glad, you're feeling better, little sis!' he said mussing my hair. I grimaced at him and laid my head on Edward's shoulder. He kissed my forehead and brushed my hair out of my eyes from where Jasper had messed it up.

'Does anywhere hurt?' he asked as I closed my eyes and leant against him. I shook my head but the image from that day flashed before my eyes once more. I flew up onto my elbows and looked at him and down his body making sure there was no blood or bandage.

'Oh my. Edward, are you alright? The blood, oh dear. Please say you weren't hurt!' I pleaded with him panicked. Edward gave me a look and pulled my elbows so I fell back onto his shoulder.

'Bella, I'm fine. Please don't worry about me, I just fell rather hard off the bed while trying to protect you and bashed my head on the floor,' seeing my horrified face, he took my hand and kissed it over and over. 'But, look, I'm fine now! See.' I smiled finally pleased and hopelessly exhausted. I laid my arm over his stomach and placed my head on his chest and curled up against him. Rose walked over then and rubbed my back, kissed my cheek and smirked.

'I knew you'd like him,' I gave her a dirty look. 'Glad, you're better, Bella.'

I smiled sleepily at her and yawned as she walked away. Edward chuckled.

'Getting here took a lot out of you, I'm guessing,' he whispered.

'You have no idea,' I replied, a little muffled by his shirt which I had my face pressed against. He kissed me and rubbed my back.

'Go to sleep, love,' he breathed. So I did.

See Cliffy Therapy paid off, there was no cliffy. Sing the Hallelujah chorus everybody. There was no cliffy just for rocknfire12345.

I can be nice. That was me being nice, making them all live.

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Beth 'See Being Nice Can Stall Your Growth' Cullen

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