Okay, so…maybe a new chapter in 5 minutes then. I'm so bored, I'm suppose to be cleaning, but I'm not in the mood to do my mom's laundry right now.

And for some reason, the song Sixth Sense by the Brown Eyed Girls makes me want to write more…hmm, I guess that's a plus for you guys then huh? It's a Korean song, but the video is pretty epic, you should go watch it!

So! New chapter!

I don't own Sixth Sense, or the characters for this story!

Bella POV-

I'm warm. That's a plus.

Right now, that's about all I think is good.

My body aches, my head hurts, and I can't eat anything until they get some test results back.

Also, I have to go have another CT scan.

I don't know why I'm being put through all these tests.

I just want to sleep.

But every time I try and sleep, a nurse comes in and just has to check my heart rate, my pulse, and my breathing.

I think they like depriving their patients of sleep, but that's just my opinion.

My stomach hurts too, but I don't say anything.

I don't want them to get mad at me for bothering them.

I bet this is why Charlie didn't want me going to the hospital.

He knew that I would only get worse in a hospital.

I wonder where he is.

I bet he's really mad at me for not being home to fix him dinner.

I have to get home soon, if not then I'll be in so much trouble.

The door opens, I don't look over like I normally do.

I bet it's just another nurse.

"Bella. It's Emmett."

I look up for a split second, "Hey, my dad said they won't need the CT, everything looks clear."

I nod and he sits on the edge of my bed, "How are you feeling?"

Silence.

He looks around the room, "Baby Bells, please, are you still mad at me?"

I look at him.

"For what happened at the mall?" He asks.

I shrug, "Can't remember."

"You don't remember that? Seriously?" His eyes are wide.

"Not really…things are messed up in my brain." I whisper.

He tries to hold my hand, but I flinch away, bringing my hand close to my chest.

"You can eat soon." He says happily.

"When am I going home?" I ask.

"What?"

"Home. Charlie." I mutter.

"You're not." He growls.

I look up at him in surprise, "He's in jail Bella. You're not going back to him."

"But…he…daddy didn't do anything wrong." I whimper.

"He almost fucking killed you!" He yells, standing up.

I duck my head against my knees and start to shake; he's going to hit me.

"B-Bells," he whispers, "I-I would never hurt you."

I can't trust him. He's going to hurt me.

Why did they take away Charlie? He didn't do anything wrong!

Tears start to well up in my eyes.

I blink, trying to get them to go away, but that only makes them trail down my cheeks.

"Daddy," I cry.

This part is true. Forest, one of my brothers, was talking to me, trying to get me to talk to him. When he told me that they took…Drake, my boyfriend, away. I never got to know where at the time, I started crying.

I didn't think he did anything bad to me. I knew, somewhere in the back of my mind, that it was wrong, but I couldn't bring myself to believe that I couldn't see him again.

I found out later that my big brothers beat him up…and, later he fell into a coma.

I got brain damage from him smashing my head against something. I still don't remember what it was.

But, I still can't remember portions of my life, it sucks, but I deal with it.