I'm girlslittleconfessions and I'm serving up Chapter 21. All characters are fictional and are created by the amazing Stephenie Meyer! Read and Enjoy!

Kindly look at Chapter eighteen. The first one that you read, which was confrontation, was actually Chapter twenty. I wasn't able to install that chapter. I'm so sorry.

Chapter Twenty-one: Hero

I took a step back—an initial reaction—and looked at him with panic-stricken eyes. I'm scared. I'm really scared. I don't have any clue on what I should and shouldn't do. I hope Edward's here. I hope he's here to tell me everything will be all right.

"You can't run away from me, darling." James grinned. "Did you really think I'm going to let you go just like that?"

What's he saying now? Isn't it enough for him to scare the crap out of me? "What do you want James?"

"Simple. You." He sighed and shook his head as if he's disappointed. "Seriously, can't you get that? It's honestly frustrating."

"Good." I muttered. "Now if you'll excuse me—"

"Not so fast!" He caught my arms and spun me around so that his arms were around me, locking his grip on my waist. I felt my whole world freeze and started reversing backwards. I'm getting confused. What's going to happen to me now? "Follow what I say correctly and I'll let you go. Fail to do so, well, let's just say the following will be on my satisfaction."

"Let me go!" I thrashed but he tightened his hold on my wrist which made it painful. "Ow!"

"Sorry." He smiled as if he was enjoying my pain. "Listen to me now. You have to stop talking, okay? Until I tell you to do so."

I glared at him but followed anyway. "Whatever."

He smiled widely and reached for a chair using his foot. "Sit."

I hesitantly sat down. He placed my hands on top of my lap and grabbed a roll of duct tape with his free hand. He unrolled two meters of the tape and wrapped it around my hands and under my thigh. He did the same to my feet.

"Now is the fun part." He stretched and looked at me adoringly. I looked away and he reached out his hand so he could touch the locks of my hair. The nerve of him. "Let's see if your Edward knows me too well. It's time."

"We're not playing a game James." I said. "Please. Just let me go. I forgive you for everything you did. Just, please. "

"NO!" he yelled at me. "Do you know how hard it is to look at both of you when you're together? Do you?"

"No." I whispered. "James, I'm not the one for you. Sooner or later, you'll find your love. It's just... It's not me."

"You have never even looked at me. Like really look at me, Bella. And you expect me to believe that?" He asked. He was desperate. I feel it. "You just need some time. After a few months, I know we could be like what you and Edward are. Even much more if you want."

"No, James." I sighed and closed my eyes. "We can't. We won't."

Everything suddenly happened simultaneously. James was suddenly in front of me, his face inches from mine. I gasped as he held the tops of my shoulders. "We will."

He leaned in hastily and moved his hand from my shoulders to the back of my neck. I instantly knew his motive. He was going to kiss me. He locked his hands together and tilted my head. I twisted my head to my right and bit my lip to prevent the lip-lock but he was controlling me. He was controlling my face. His lips roughly touched mine and I squirmed. I don't want this. I don't want him touching me. I don't want him holding me. I don't want him speaking to me. I don't want him kissing me. He was forcing my lips to open but I wasn't going to fall easily. He got my message though. He stomped on my foot which naturally made me scream and took the opportunity without any second thoughts.

"Stop!" I cried but he wasn't listening to me. "James!"

I can't feel my foot anymore. It was like half of my body was paralyzed. Every movement I made hurts and I knew something was broken. "It hurts!"

"Stop acting." He just whispered breathlessly and continued.

"JAMES!" I heard a velvet yet scary voice. I wasn't sure if it was only my subconscious making an 'Edward-like' tone or if I only made the voice up. I knew I was already losing consciousness. My eyesight started to blur and my breathing was on a fast pace. "Release her!"

As soon as the voice said that, I heard James's throaty laugh and immediately let go of me. I was slowly feeling light. The next thing I heard was grunts and yelps, then, there was nothing.

-OoO-

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep.

What's that noise? It's irritating.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Seriously. It's really irritating.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Is this hell? Cause if it is, I'm regretting the bad things I did back when I was alive.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Oh crap. STOP THAT FREAKING NOISE!

Beep. Beep. Beep.

"Dad?" I called although I wasn't expecting any answers.

"She's awake." I heard someone whisper. It was a familiar tone but I couldn't quite point whose voice it is. "She spoke."

"Really?"

"I'll call the doctor."

"Finally. Thank You!" I recognize this voice. Why wouldn't I be? It's a voice I would know everywhere. It was Alex's. Wait, w-what does he mean by doctor?

"Doctor? What doctor?" I whispered again. My eyes finally flitted open and the spark of light that was once just a dot on my mind became a wide ray behind my eyes. The noise never vanished but at least I wasn't irritated anymore.

"Hey Bells." Alex sighed and held my hands. His fingertips were cold under mine. "How are you?"

"Why are you cold? Are you okay?" I was still whispering. I was too weak to even make a sound.

"I was just...nervous." He was smiling to himself. "Are you cold? Do you want me to turn the air conditioner off?"

"No. I'm okay." I said while stopping him from clicking the off switch of the machine. "Where am I Alex?"

"You're at the hospital baby sister." He cooed. "Don't worry. No needles would come near 3 meters between your skin."

"Thanks." I tried to smile but I guess I just looked like a train wreck. "Where's dad?"

"He called the resident doctor."

"I want to go home." I whined like I always do. "I'm hungry and I want to eat."

He laughed. "Here. I'll feed you. What do you want to eat?"

"Are there any cold pizzas?" I asked. He scowled and stared straight into my eyes.

"You're kidding, right?" He asked. I pouted and closed my eyes. "Bells.. You know you're not well."

"I know that." I sighed. "But that's what I want to eat. Patients should get what they want!"

"That's not totally the case sweet pea." A smooth voice interrupted me and Alex's conversation. Both of us whipped our heads by the east side of the room and sure enough, my dad was there with a man I would recognize within miles away. It was Dr. Carlisle Cullen.

"Oh." I expressed and he managed to give out a low chuckle under his breath.

"Still having dizziness, I see." He joked though it was entirely true. I was still feeling a little woozy. What happened to me? The last thing I could really remember was pain and that's about it.

"What happened?" I asked. "Where's Edward?"

The three of them looked at each other first before looking back at me. "You can't...remember?"

"No." I bit my lip. What's with the look on their faces?

"Not a single thing?" Alex reassured and I shook my head.

"Not one bit." Charlie was angry. He was really angry. The color of his face isn't the shade of color I want to see him in. It was in the shade of scarlet red. "Dad. Are you okay?"

"Huh? Oh, uh, yeah." He stammered. "Of course."

My senses started to sharpen. It was obvious that something bad happened to me. I really hope it has nothing to do with Edward. I can't afford to lose him again. I don't want him to have bad reputation to my brother and father again. Alex and Charlie with Edward are two nonpolar elements.

"Okay." I turned my gaze at Carlisle. "Resident doctor, how am I?"

The aura shifted. It became almost as if a huge weight has been lifted. "Well, your vitals look good."

"That's great." I clamped my hands together and winced as the pain echoed through my whole arms.

"I think not." Alex interrupted and I gave him a dirty look. He ignored him and turned his whole body at Charlie who was thinking deeply about something. I can see that it's not work. It's not about me either.

"A few days maybe?" Charlie contemplated and Carlisle agreed without further difficulty.

"That's more than enough." Carlisle took down a few notes. "I'll be leaving for a while but I'll be back to inject some pain-killers unto your IV hose. The pain's killing you, right?"

My hands were numb and I feel like I want to amputate my own arm. It's so excruciatingly painful! I nodded instead of talking. He smiled and kissed my forehead before leaving.

"Dad? Where are you going?" I heard Alex mutter.

"Billy needs me back at the station." He wore his jacket and went to my sickbed. "You'll be good."

"I am good. I don't need to stay here." I whimpered. "Please dad. I want to go home."

"You heard me." He laughed dryly. "After a few days."

"Fine." I grumbled and watched as he walked towards the door. "Take care."

"Always am." He said the two words with reverence. "See you later okay?"

"Sure." Alex and I said in unison. He slammed the door shut and as soon as he was out of my peripheral vision, it was time for my interview.

"Alex?" I called him. He peered at me from his novel and I signalled him to come forward. He did so and smiled.

"What?" he asked while throwing his book beside his messenger bag. "Is something bothering you?"

Nice question. Just what I needed to hear from him. "Yes. Actually, there is."

"Then tell me." He was annoyingly confident. I'm starting to think that I'm paranoid or something.

"I want to you to tell me what happened. The whole story. No editing or anything. Pure facts." I rushed.

"Are you sure you want to know?" Was that question really necessary? Of course I really want to know. It's me and most likely will going to be the [bad] climax of my life. Unless...

Unless he wants me to be sure that I'm going to listen to him. What I mean is that, maybe what happened to me is really bad and he wants to reassure me and himself if I can handle the story.

"Yes." I said while taking a deep breath. "I can handle the story. Tell me."

End of Chapter 21. I can't believe the ending is really near.

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