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Chapter 26

Aftermath

RPOV

I woke up to the soft rays of the sun tickling my face. I felt no pain, the burning sensation from before was gone and now it felt like I was floating on a cloud. I must be dead; this is what death should feel like, peaceful, easy. I slowly opened my eyes, I was lying in a white room, and it was mostly empty except for a blue couch, coffee table and magazine stand. The couch looked slept on; there was a blanket and a pillow lying in disarray on it, like someone left in a hurry. Two cups of coffee stood on the small table next to the couch and the magazines looked untouched. The room had a large window overlooking a beautiful garden full of orchards. I was vaguely aware of a soft beeping sound coming from somewhere above my head. I shifted in my bed, trying to see where it came from.

That was a mistake.

A piercing pain shot through my chest and my whole body ached when I inhaled deeply. I tried moving again to get some relief from what felt like a ton of bricks pressing down on my chest, and then I realized that I couldn't feel my legs nor could I move them. This wasn't heaven, this was hell.

The beeping grew louder as I tried in vain to move my legs. The pain in my chest grew more intense and I struggled to breathe. I tried to reach for my legs, but I yanked my arm back and screamed out in pain. My shoulder felt like someone had tried to pull it out of its socket. The beeping grew louder as I continued to trash around. The door opened and Carlisle walked in, he looked like he hadn't slept in days and yet he still looked calm. He grabbed my hand to try and stop me from thrashing around.

"Renesmee honey I need you to keep calm, you are going to hurt yourself." I shook my head, I tried to speak, but all I could manage was small squeaks. I wanted to know why I couldn't feel my legs. Carlisle sighed and pulled a syringe from his coat pocket. My eyes widened and I froze, staring at the large needle. "If you don't calm down, I will stick this in your arm," he glared at me and I immediately shut up and calmed down. He sighed and leaned over me to reach for the glass of water on the bedside table. He handed it to me and I took it, slowly drinking. My throat immediately felt better and I continued until the glass was empty. Carlisle walked to the foot of my bed and picked up my chart. He said nothing as he wrote down a few notes.

"What happened?" I asked quietly.

"You need rest," he said. He walked over, picking up one of the tubes connected to my arm. He injected the fluid from the syringe into the tubes, lightly kissing my forehead before leaving. It wasn't long before I dozed off again.

When I woke up it was dark in my room and I was once again alone. This time I managed to sit up straight. My shoulder still hurts like hell, I wondered if I could get some pain meds. I fumbled around for the button to call for the nurse. Before I could even press it the door flew open and Alice, Edward, Rose, Jasper, Bella, Emmett, Esme and Carlisle stormed in.

"Thank goodness you're alright," Esme said, hugging me. I winced in pain and she pulled back, her hands covering her mouth. "I'm so sorry dear."

"That's okay Mom," I looked at Carlisle. "My shoulder hurts, can I get some pain meds?" I asked. Carlisle nodded and left the room. Bella walked over, slowly sitting on my bed. Her eyes were red and puffy, and it looked she hasn't slept in days.

"I'm so glad you are alright," she said. Edward sighed walking over and kissing my forehead. Rose and Emmett stationed themselves at the foot of my bed; Rose was still crying a bit as Emmett simply held her hand. Alice and Jasper sat on the couch, their arms around each other.

"What happened to me?" I asked, sitting up a little.

"You were in a car crash…with Alec," Bella said softly, avoiding my gaze. Rose sniffed and Alice looked at me, a strange expression on her face, a mixture of pain and betrayal.

Suddenly everything came back to me, the deer in the road, the car rolling, my out of body experience, Alec lying on the ground, dead.

"Oh my gosh! Where is Alec? Is he alright? What happened to him?" I flew up, ignoring the pain and almost ripping the tubes and IV out.

"Renesmee, sit still!" Carlisle scolded as he entered the room again, holding a box of pills.

"Sorry," I mumbled, taking the pills from him. Carlisle and Esme looked at Edward, Bella, Emmett, Rose and Alice and Jasper. All of them stood up, walking out of the room, leaving me alone with Carlisle and Esme. Esme held my hand, tears shining in her eyes. Carlisle walked over to my chart, picking it up.

"Both your legs were severely bruised, your left leg broken. You dislocated your shoulder, and you broke a few ribs. You have some bad bruises all over your body; it will take a few weeks to heal properly." He looked at me. "Do you remember anything?" He asked.

"Where is Alec?" I asked. Carlisle sighed and sat down on the chair beside my bed.

"He is alright, in a hospital in Port Angeles," Esme said, avoiding my eyes.

"Why is he in Port Angeles?" It didn't make any sense, he lived in Forks, Carlisle, the best doctor in the world was here, he would be much better off here.

"They moved there, honey," Esme said.

"Why?"

"The car crash was his fault, Edward and Emmett drove him out of town again, the whole family this time." Esme said softly. I stared at her, not registering a word she said after 'the car crash was his fault'.

"The crash wasn't his fault mom! Why would they drive him out of town again? I need to see him, right now!" I yelled. I thrashed around in the bed, trying to pull out the IV and to stand up. I needed to see him, to make sure he was alright.

"Renesmee, please you are going to hurt yourself, don't make me tranquilize you." Carlisle said, grabbing my hand and glaring at me. I calmed down, sitting up straight and ignoring the pain in my chest and shoulder. The meds Carlisle gave me really worked.

"I was driving!" I blurted, looking at both of them. I don't know what was going through my head, but the thought of my family driving Alec and his family out of town again because of a stupid, cliché recurring car accident! I refuse to let them do it again; I refuse to let history repeat itself.

"What do you mean? Were you driving?" Esme asked, covering her mouth as she gasped.

I nodded. "Yes, I was driving. There was a deer in the road and I couldn't stop fast enough. We hit it and the car rolled three times, then I blacked out." I left out the part of my out of body experience; I didn't want to end up in a mental hospital.

Carlisle and Esme exchanged a glance, and Carlisle nodded.

"Are you strong enough to talk to the police? This changes everything." Esme said.

"Tell me what happened to Alec."

"He has a serious head wound, the best neurosurgeon in the world flew down to Port Angeles, and he is currently recovering in ICU. He should wake up in the next few days," Carlisle answered.

"I need to see him, please." I begged, but Carlisle shook his head. He held up the tubes, injecting something into them.

"We will talk to the police, you need rest." He squeezed my hand and Esme kissed my forehead. I blacked out before they even left the room.

I woke up a few days later, my shoulder throbbing. I was really getting sick of the whole hospital thing, hopefully I would be able to get out of here soon. I sat up, stretching. My muscles were stiff and sore, but my chest felt a whole lot better. That's when I noticed that I wasn't alone. I jumped, almost letting out a scream, but Alec clamped his hand over my mouth before I could. I almost started crying, wondering if this was a dream and that he wasn't really here. He looked at me for a minute, before kissing me. His lips were soft and tender against mine, the kissed was filled with angst, worry and love.

"I thought I lost you," he sighed against my lips. I pulled back, moving over so that he could sit on my bed. He was wearing a grey t-shirt and boxers and there was a bandage on his head and a drip in his arm. Carlisle must have moved him back to the Forks hospital. He didn't sit down; instead he walked to the foot of my bed and stood there. He looked guilty, an unreadable expression on his face. "Why did you lie?" He asked, not looking at me.

"I couldn't let them drive you and your family out of town again! It was an accident! Those things happen!" I was getting worked up, wondering where this was going. Alec sighed, lightly touching the bandages around his head. His hair was still messy as ever, only it looked lifeless. He looked at me, his dark eyes sad and depressed. All I wanted to do was wrap my arms around him. I loved him so much.

"I'm bad for you, I only hurt the people I love," he said quietly. He avoided my gaze once again, playing with his hands.

"Alec it wasn't your fault, you didn't hurt me."

He looked up suddenly, his eyes shining. "I'm leaving."

"Where are you going?" I asked, confused.

"Far away from here, where I can't hurt you anymore, it will be like I never existed. It will be like I never came into your life and ruined it. I'm leaving you."

The last two words knocked all the air out of me.

"No! Don't leave me! You promised you wouldn't leave me!" I shouted, furious, the words exploding out of me but they somehow still sounded like a plea. It was though, a desperate plea to get him to stay.

He took a deep breath and stared, unseeingly, at the ground for a long time. His mouth twisted the tiniest bit. When he finally looked up, there was something different in his eyes, they were harder, colder. Distant.

"Renesmee," he said in a low, dangerous voice. "I am leaving you, I only hurt you."

"You are hurting me now more than you hurt me in that stupid car crash!" I yelled, tears burning my eyes. I stared, uncomprehendingly into his hard eyes. It felt like I could stare into them for miles and miles without even reaching their bottomless depths.

"I am sorry things have to end this way, but I can't do this anymore. I can't be something I'm not; I'm tired of pretending Renesmee."

"Don't." My voice was just a whisper now; awareness was beginning to seep like acid through my veins. "Don't do this."

He just stared at me, and I could see from his eyes that my words were far too late. He already had.

"You are too good for me, Renesmee."

I opened my mouth to say something, but then I realized it was pointless. My whole body went numb. I couldn't feel anything anymore.

"If you say so," I whispered. He walked over; grabbing my chin and forcing me too look him in the eye.

"Promise me that you won't do anything reckless or stupid." I looked at him, his frozen eyes melted. The brown became liquid again, molten, burning down into mine with an intensity that was overwhelming. I nodded, unable to speak, to move. He looked at me, kissing my forehead.

"I love you so much, I can't hurt you anymore."

And with that he was gone.

Forever.

Well there you go, super sad ending, because in real life, no one gets a happy ending. But do not fear, the story isn't over yet! The sequel will be up soon, so watch this space! Oh and an epilogue to follow!