A/N: Kellllyyyooooooooooooo...wanna come out and play?
HOLY MOLY Bellerz!

Sup homeslice?
This... I'm gonna go all emo. I can't believe this is it.

I know. I'm...well, I'm not taking about it cause I'll tots break down. Unlike SMeyer who likes to start shit then shelf it despite the fact that she owns.
Yea, but maybe to help us get through it... you awesome people could review and give us a bittersweet ending?

Def...and thanks you guys :)

EPOV

I drummed my fingers on the lab table, waiting for Bella to come back. Tanya was such a bitch. If we had to go through, and do all of this 'you don't really love me' bull shit again, I might scream. Cause, seriously; she should know that shit by now. The bell rang, and I was confused because Bella wasn't back yet. Not even a text that she'd been suspended. Odd. I walked slowly down the hall toward the main office, hoping to catch her. I saw Emmett first, and he nodded.

"Have you seen Bella?"

He furrowed his brow, looking around as though she were hiding in a locker. "Nah, man. Not since this morning. Everything cool."

I nodded. "Yeah, she popped Tanya this morning and got sent to the office. She hasn't come back yet."

He let out a roar of a laugh and slapped my back. "She's probably still up there. Cope's an airhead, you know that."

"Yeah. Thanks, Em." And I kept going down the hall. I passed by the office and Bella wasn't there. Hm. I didn't like this. I didn't like this at all. I turned sharply, and crashed right into someone. My arms shot out reflexively, and I looked down at the girl in my arms.

Tanya.

"Where's Bella?"

She shrugged, and I wondered if her brain had actually shrank in the last hour. "I don't keep track of your whores."

I rolled my eyes. "The only whore in my life was you. Where the fuck is she? Is she still in there?"

"No. She left awhile ago with some guy." She told me, a smug smile crossing her lips. "Looks like the player is being played."

I tensed, my brow furrowed. "Guy? What guy? Tanya, seriously, what did he look like?" No no no no no no no no no.

"I dunno. I wasn't paying too much attention. Blond I think. Older, like... almost my dad's age, it was kinda gross."

My grip laxed on Tanya's arms and I felt my breath pick up. "Shit... oh my God. Holy shit."

"Dude it's not the end of the world. The rest of the girls in this dreary fucking brick building would give anything for a chance with you." Her finger began to trace up and down my arm, but my mind was racing too fast. This was too much. What the fuck had she done? "It'll be okay. Do you wanna ditch and go back to my house?"

"No, I have to go after Bella." I said, taking my hands off of her and walking out to the Volvo. This couldn't be right. Bella wouldn't... Bella couldn't... shit motherfucking shit.

"Well maybe once you dump her then?!"

I couldn't help but laugh at Tanya's oblivious-ness, because it only made it clear how much Bella was made for me. How much I loved her. How much I needed her. I blew out into the parking lot, and got into the Volvo. The tires screeched with effort as I peeled out of the parking lot, and sped toward the house. I pulled out my phone and dialed my Dad.

"Have you left yet?" I barked into the phone, my adrenaline running high as I dodged cars.

"Excuse me?"

I sighed and rolled my eyes. "Have you left the fucking house yet?" Really, I couldn't be more clear.

"Calm down Edward, what are you talking about? I'm at the hospital, I just got here."

"He took my Bella." I blurted, hanging a U turn and heading to the hospital. "He took her, I know it's him."

"What? Who? Where's Bella? Who's she with? Calm down and talk to me, son."

"That... ass hole." I sneered. "The one from the gas station. He took her. She got sent to the office, and he must have... son of a bitch." I wailed, pounding my fist on the steering wheel and feeling hot tears prick my eyes. I couldn't believe I let this happen. I told her I wouldn't let this happen.

"Edward. Where are you?" He asked, finally sounding like he was taking me seriously. "I'm going to get on the phone and call Esme, tell her to call the police. Meet me here. Do you have any idea where he would have taken her? Did he talk to you about anywhere in particular when you two were chatting at the gas station?"

"No... no. He just... no. He asked about Renee and said he was staying near Forks. That's it. They could... they could be anywhere." I whispered, pulling into the hospital parking lot and going through the sliding doors. "I'm here."

My dad whipped around the corner and pulled me into his arms. "I'm glad you're okay. I asked one of the nurses to call Esme. She's notified the police in Forks and Port Angeles. Everyone is looking for her, Edward."

I clung to my dad like I was four. "Dad... dad... I can't... What if she..." I was panting heavily into his lab coat. "I can't lose her."

"You won't... we won't." He said, giving me a reassuring squeeze. "And I know my son," he sighed, "and I know you're going to go look for her on your own whether anyone tells you to do otherwise. So you're mother has a patrol car to follow you... just in-case."

I sighed. Fuck. Fuck. I couldn't do this. "Where the fuck could she be? I should have been there. I shouldn't have let her go. We should have run away... oh, god. What if they don't get there in time? What if she... oh my god."

"Edward. She's going to be okay. She's fine. I'm sure she's fine and they're going to find her and she'll be okay. You'll both be okay."

I pulled away abruptly and started pawing at my eyes. "I have to go after her. Fuck this, I can't wait around."

(nods) "I'll be here... just in case. And I'll call you if I find anything out; just like I expect you to do the same." (gives him another hug)

I nodded and flew back out the door. I needed my girl. I needed to get to her.

Nothing would keep me from my Bella.

Nothing would stop me from getting to her.

Nothing would get in between me and my happily ever after.

BPOV

He had been enjoying the torment. The way he unnerved me and made me shake at the anticipation of what he wanted to do. How he wanted to take me. He whispered that I was even more beautiful than my mother. He made inappropriate comments about my figure and the way my skin smelled.

But he hadn't done a single thing.

I wanted to fight him off. I wanted to knee him in the crotch and run like a bat out of hell.

But then it would never stop.

And there was always the chance he'd catch me, and then what about Edward?

I had to protect Edward. As my breath quivered, as my body quaked all I could think was 'I have to protect Edward'. The pressure, the waiting, the way he was making me feel like he was violating me just by the long stares and ways his hands moved over my clothes, was driving me insane.

A lone tear fell from the corner of my eye and he backhanded me.

"Don't. Fucking. Cry." He growled pushing his face into mine. "Your mother cried the first time too and I fucking hated it. It made cumming inside her so much less enjoyable."

The same hand that had hit me gently caressed my other cheek "Oh but cumming in you will be so much better. I've heard how your Edward talks during sex; I'm looking forward to feeling how ti--"

There was a loud bang on the door and we both froze. He looked at me through the squinty eyes I'd dreamed about. "Well that ruins our moment, now doesn't it?" He stated, grunting and pushing himself off the bed.

"Who is it?" He hollered through he door, a few feet away from the entrance.

"Get the fuck. Away. From my girl."He enunciated calmly, almost menacingly.

Phil turned and smirked at me, tilting his head towards the door. "I don't know what you're talking about buddy. It's just me and my girl in here, and you're ruining the moment when I fuck my Isabella's brains out."

I gasped and not 5 seconds later the door was crashing down, Edward's jaw clenched as his eyes glared menacingly at Phil. He wasted no time shoving him up against the wall by his neck, easily towering over him in height but not width. "You hurt her... I swear, I find one scrape on her body, and I rip off your dick and shove it in her mouth, you fucked up piece of trash." He growled, picking him up like he weighed nothing and slamming him into the wall. His head snapped to where I was, his eyes wild with rage but still soft with worry. "Baby, you okay?" He asked quietly as if in shock that I could possibly be fine.

I nodded quickly and pushed him out of the way as I saw Phil coming at him with an unplugged desk lamp. I felt the cool metal and my body being knocked sideways as Phil began punching and kicking at me. I heard Edward yelling in the distance, and Phil's blows were weakening, but then he found what felt like was the same lamp.

This time after the hit, everything went cold and black.

EPOV

Fucking shit.

Fucking ass hole. I ripped him from Bella as he hovered over her, desk lamp in hand and I knocked the old TV on top of him. Where the fuck was the officer who was supposedly following me?

I heard the ass hole groan so I leered over him, like I'd seen him to do my Bella. It made my skin crawl to think that he'd touched her. That she endured that. Fuck, Bella. I was breathing heavily as I stared down at him, his eyes closing a little. Good. To be honest, I didn't know what the fuck to do next. I turned and went back over to Bella. She was knocked out, and lying limply on the ground.

Fuck.

This wasn't right. This wasn't what was supposed to happen.

I needed her, I needed my girl.

Then I felt something sharp in my back, and a strong hand on my shoulder. "If I can't have her, neither can you." He whispered in my ear, twisting whatever the fuck it was a little. I groaned, and felt him rip away from me, followed by a loud thump. I crawled slowly over to Bella, hearing people talking to me, and talking to that guy. All I saw was Bella.

I had to get to Bella.

I was just about to put my hand on her head when two people pulled me back. "No, Bella..."

"Edward, we have to get you to the hospital. She'll be fine. You both will be fine."

"Bella... Bella..." I called, reaching out feebly as paramedics started poking and prodding at me.

"She's fine. She'll be fine."

My head rolled to the side, and my breath started coming heavier. She wasn't fine. They were lifting her onto a back board, and there was a pool of blood around her. No. Not Bella. Not Bella.

It just kept rolling over in my head. It should be me and not my Bella. Not her. She's been through enough.

"We have to hurry; he's losing too much blood."

Bella hated blood. It grossed her out. She fainted every time. There was one time, when we were nine and before the fifth grade incident when she skinned her knee and I had to walk around the block with her so she'd stop feeling queasy. She was my best friend. She's the love of my life.

My heart.

My soul.

She had to be okay.

The doors on the ambulance swung shut and I groaned as we sped toward the hospital. I wanted to die if Bella died. There wasn't a point to my living without her. I needed her. My Bella.

Bella.

I groaned again when the ambulance lurched to a stop and they wheeled my gurney out. The next thing I knew, I felt a hand on my shoulder.

"Edward." My father's voice sounded a million miles away. "You're going to be okay, son."

"But, Bella..." I panted. "Where's... Bella?" I was so tired. I wanted to sleep, but Bella...

"It's okay. Don't talk, save your energy. Bella's going to be okay too. You're both going to be fine."

"But, Bella... hates... blood. She... can't see... the blood." I panted. Fuck, I was an athlete. Why was I so winded?

"Edward, just rest. Bella's fine. The blood's gone."

"But... she'll throw up. She... needs me. BELLA!" I yelled, suddenly feeling like I had to get to her again. "BELLA!"

I felt strong hands against my shoulders and I was too weak to fight. "Edward. Edward, calm down. She's in a different ambulance. You two will meet at the hospital. She's gonna be okay but she needs you to be okay just as much, alright?"

I started panting, feeling tears prick my eyes. "Bella... Bella... I want Bella." This was not good. I needed her. I wanted to hold her. I needed to feel her heart beating and see her smile. Bella.

"Edward, calm down. She'll be at the hospital. You need to slow your heart rate down a bit okay? I promise you, she's going to be okay. She's stable, your mother is with her."

But I wanted to be with her. I wanted her. My breathing got heavy when I thought of how carelessly I treated her this morning. Bella, do this for me, Bella, help me with that. I didn't even say fucking thank you. She did everything for me, and I didn't even fucking say thank you. "I can't lose her." I whispered, feeling my eyes get even heavier.

"You won't son. She'll be there when you wake up. Sleep some."

"Bella..." I whined again before feeling my eye lids flutter closed.

I wanted my Bella. There was nothing I needed more than my Bella. I didn't know what to do if she wasn't beside me.

The last thing that I remember thinking before I fell asleep was hoping not to wake up if Bella didn't, too.

BPOV

I woke up completely sore and disoriented. It was dark in the room and the familiar beeping was only comforting when I opened my eyes slightly and saw Edward laying in the bed a few feet away, the curtain drawn so I could see him.

"Edward?" I choked out, my voice raspy and everything hurting from my simple movement.

Nothing.

The only thing comforting was his heart rate monitor beating steadily. I sighed and rolled back sucking in a breath as the pain radiated through me.

He was okay.

I was okay.

We were gonna be okay.

I woke up to the sound of groaning and my eyelashes batted open as my head turned to the side towards Edward. "Edward?" I murmured groggily.

I heard him take a sharp intake of air, and let it out in a slow 'woooooosh'. "Hm?"

"I love you." I breathed. "Thank you for saving me."

"Bella?" He asked, knitting his brows and turning to the side to look at me.

I sighed contently, smiling weakly. "Edward."

He expression showed relief. "Ah, shit."He groaned, slowly moving to stand.

"No... no. Stay there, you need to rest."

"Why the fuck would I do that?" He asked, bunching up the wires that were connected to his mobile beeping machine that had his IV drip beside it and walked slowly over to my bed.

I scooted over to make room for him and put down the metal gate on the right side of the bed so he could climb in. "I'm so glad you're okay."

"I'm so fucking happy you're okay. Are you okay? Did he touch you? Bella...fuck, I love you so much."He sputtered out, inching onto the bed beside me slowly. Once he was fully on the bed he reached for me quickly, holding me as close as we could be.

He was holding me so tightly every nerve was both electrified and in searing pain but I wouldn't ask him to pull away from anything. "I'm okay. I love you. How are you?"

"I'm so sorry, love. I'm so fucking sorry. I shouldn't have let you go. I'm so sorry. For everything. I love you. I love you more than anything. I'm so sorry."

"Why are you sorry? I went... willingly." I admitted under my breath.

He furrowed his brows, looking at me completely bewildered. "Why? Bella... why would you do that?"

"To protect you."

"Bella..." He sighed heavily, leaning his forehead against mine. "You don't have to protect me. You didn't have to do that."

"I protect my family Edward; that's not going to change. I had to protect my life, and I did that by protecting you." I rubbed my nose against his lightly. "You're my life, without you I'm nothing."

"And what if I lost you? Where would I be then?" He asked, his voice barely above a whisper. Bella, I told you I can't live without you and I meant it. I won't live in a world where you don't exist. There's no point in me being here if you're not."

"I had to do something. I had to try and stop it. I brought it... his need for retaliation or whatever, with me. Please understand I was doing this to protect you." I replied before kissing him lightly.

"But I could have lost you." He continued, quietly, holding me impossibly closer. His eyes were red and glistening with unshed tears as he continued. "I can't lose you."

I sucked in a breath and moved closer so he wouldn't have to and cupped his face in my hands; our faces so close our noses were touching. I shut my eyes and sighed. "You won't ever lose me. You didn't today and you won't, ever. I'm here; I'm going to be your Mrs. Cullen." I murmured before tilting my head and pressing my lips to his.

"I don't want anyone else." He said kissing me again. We let the silence soak us for a few moments before he spoke again. "And for the record, Tanya never gave me head."

I laughed softly, which made every inch of me hurt. "I kind of figured; it just gave me more ammo to hit her harder and the warning was more of a 'just in case she had'."

He nodded, understanding me just like he always did. "I just wanted to be sure you knew. Cause you seemed pretty annoyed with me." He admitted, laughing a little. "When I went to find you she came on to me again. It was hilarious, Bella. You would have laughed your ass off." He smirked, pulsing his arms around my torso.

"I'm kicking her ass again when we're out of here. Just so you know." I breathed, leaning my forehead against his. "And hopefully Rose will be off her high horse, so I can call her in for reinforcements."

He chuckled shaking his head. "She's dumb, Bella. Not even worth your time. You're okay, right? He didn't... he didn't, uh..."He sighed, leaving me to infer what he meant.

"No." I replied quietly, getting what he was hinting at. "You saved me right before." I kissed him again because I was having just as much of a hard time saying what almost happened as he was. "You protected me, just like you promised."

"I love you. More than anything." He nodded as if it was common knowledge - which it kind of was. "I know I'm an ass hole, and I don't tell you enough, but I love you and I appreciate everything you do for me. I really can't survive without you."

I shook my head even though the movement was making me dizzy and sending shooting pain through my neck. "I know you love me. I'm sorry I act more like a teenager with elephantitis of the libido than a sweet and gushy girlfriend. But I do; I love you too and I don't ever want to try living my life without you. We spent too much time apart, trying to ignore each other. I don't want that to ever be us again."

He shook his head vehemently. "It won't. I won't let you go ever again. You have me. I'm here. I'm not letting go."

I smiled and placed soft kisses over his face; first his nose then his lips then his cheeks and chin then up to his forehead; I let my lips linger there and sighed. My lips were still pressed against his skin as we heard a knock on the door and a nurse followed by his parents strolled through, smiling and looking relieved.

"Well looks like they each know the other is okay." The nurse grinned, looking between us.

Carlisle quirked an eyebrow, chuckling. "Somehow I knew you two would end up in bed together."

I felt myself blush and grinned, as the nurse filled my IV with a cool substance that quickly made me drowsy and a little spaced out... immediately.

Thank god for liquid opiates.

I turned my face to Carlisle, with only a fading hint of pain shooting from my neck down my spine. "I'm surprised it took you this long to catch us." I laughed softly, stopping abruptly when I realized what I'd said.

Carlisle laughed with me (I think). "That's what you think." He grinned knowingly, as he brushed a hand against Edward's forehead. "How're you feeling?"

"Can I get some of that?" Edward asked the nurse pointing to my drip of awesome painkilling juice.

I laughed, with only dull pain running through my body. I leaned in and kissed him; in front of the nurse, his parents... the entire fucking world. Because he was mine, and I was his and I would never have to live another day any different.

I pulled back, sucking in air and feeling another cool breeze sweep through my body. Before going in for another kiss I murmured softly against his parted lips, "You have no idea how happy I am that I will never have to live my life without you."