The next day was an icy one and that wasn't a reference to ice that covered the roads and pavement. Betty would shoot her half-sister chilling looks every time Bella attempted to start a conversation. It was enough to make Bella feel like she was the one who did something wrong and not the other way around.

"It's, um, really cold outside," Bella mumbled as she carefully walked down the icy driveway. Betty didn't give a response and quickly walked to her side of the car, not bothered by the ice. "Oh come on, Bet-" Bella let out a shriek when she slid on the ice and landed on her bottom.

The cause of the fall let out a chuckle while the klutz carefully lifted herself up from the ground. The girl silenced herself as Bella opened the door of the truck and took her seat. The truck roared to life and they began their short, and surprisingly smooth, ride to Forks High School.

Betty waited for her sister to leave the truck before she exited it.

"Hurry up," Betty mumbled when she saw Bella admiring the tires on the back of her truck. A faint screech echoed in her ears as she watched her sister followed by a crashing noise. "Bella! Get away!" Betty shouted, frantically. Her sister looked up at her in confusion before the faint screech from earlier became clearer.

Bella froze as the van hurdled her way and Betty attempted to will the vehicle to slow down, but she didn't have enough to completely stop the van. The younger girl was forced against the window when the van came in contact with the truck and the slightest of cracks formed. She winced, feeling a painful throbbing in her head but paid no attention as she rushed to check on Bella.

Instead of a mushy puddle of Bella, she saw the Adonis Edward with her sister. A small jolt of victory went through her when she noticed that the van hadn't made contact with them, but confusion replaced the feeling. That had to mean that something else came into contact with the truck and made it move.

'What the hell?' Betty wondered, her eyes landing on the small dent in the van. 'I don't think it was just me that played part in stopping the van.'

Someone knocked on her window and she became aware of the screams outside of the truck. Her friends face stared worryingly at her as she opened her door. "Crap, Betty!" Jamie exclaimed, checking her over for any injuries.

"Are you okay, Betty?" Several people shouted in worry. The girl blinked slowly in response to the number of people who were crying and asking about her health. She didn't know any of these people and they started crowding her.

"Is Bella alright?" The girl whispered, surprised by how hoarse her voice sounded.

"Yeah, I think Edward pulled her out of the way or something," Jamie told her, ignoring the crowd of people. "What about you? I think you got a nasty bump on your head."

"What are you talking about?" Betty asked, running her hand along the part of her head that was causing her whole skull to throb. The injury disappeared and the only proof of its existence was the throbbing feeling Betty felt. Jamie blinked in confusion when he saw that she was completely fine.

"I swear I thought there was bruise right there a second ago," Jamie answered, gesturing to her throbbing forehead. The wailing of the ambulances saved Betty from coming up with an excuse.

The students made a path as the EMT's made their way over to the truck. The van required a little moving before a stretcher could be brought and much to Betty's amusement, an embarrassed Bella was placed on the stretcher with an unnecessary neck brace. When the EMT's tried to check over Betty she told them that she was fine and to go away and check on the girl and guy that were almost crushed by a van, as well as the van's driver.

"You should let them look over you," Jamie insisted.

"Honestly Jamie, do I look like I was hurt? If the truck had tipped over and fell then you should be worried." Betty replied in a nonchalant manner. Jamie still wasn't convinced but he nodded anyway, making Betty smile.

"Betty!" A voice called out. The girl turned to see her father walking towards her as the ambulance left in the background. "Are you alright? Why aren't you with Bella in the ambulance? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?" His words came out in a flurry as he checked over his daughter for any sign of injury.

"Dad, I'm fine. Let's get to the hospital to see Bella." Betty took her fathers arm, leading him towards the police cruiser. She turned her head and smiled apologetically to Jamie who was completely ignored by the chief of police.

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Going to the hospital may not have been the best idea for Betty, well in her opinion anyway. The students had followed as well and once they spotted her they told nurses that she had been involved in the accident as well. Betty had to softly tell them that everything was fine with her and each person who became convinced was another pounding in her head. It seemed her compelling ways faded, however, when a nurse forced her to her sister's room and her traitor father allowed it.

"Betty!" Her sister exclaimed when she saw the young girl being led -forced- into the room. The young girl plopped down on one of the beds looking irritated.

"They seem to think there's something wrong with me," Betty told her sister as she glared at the nurse. She looked back at her sister and smiled when she saw that Bella was mostly fine. The boy on the other bed, however, looked like, in Betty's opinion, shit.

"Oh my god! Betty, you were in the truck too? I'm so sorr-" His apology was cut by an annoyed witch.

"Well, tough shit because sorry ain't gonna heal me of my supposed illness." Betty snapped, her suspicious gaze traveling to the nurse attending her.

"You aren't in here for an illness," The nurse whispered in an exasperated tone.

"I've been told plenty of times that I was very ill, mentally that is." It was true, but Betty was pretty sure that dickheads opinions didn't count as an actual diagnosis. A grim look settled on Betty's face as she purposefully gawked at the nurse. "You know the last time I went to the hospital I bit my nurse."

"Betty, will you please behave?" Bella asked, sending an apologetic look to the petrified nurse. Betty shrugged her predatory gaze moving away from the nurse and onto the boy. He stilled as the girl watched him. "Betty!" Bella shouted.

"Sorry, I'm just in a bad mood and I wouldn't ever hurt my nurse," Betty apologized, looking at her nurse not sparing a glance to Tyler. After that, the room was silent with an occasional apology from Tyler or question from the nurse. There was also the moment that they took her to get X-rayed which didn't show anything wrong with her.

Betty felt her hair stand on end as one Edward Cullen stepped into the room with a smile on his perfect face. Surprise flickered on his beautiful mug when he saw Betty in the room being attended by a nurse, who stayed to make sure that she didn't run or attack anyone if the way she glared at Tyler was anything to go by.

"So," Edward began, his eyes shifting from the terrified Tyler to the terrifying Betty. "What's the verdict?"

"There's nothing wrong with me but they won't let me go. Why aren't you strapped to a gurney like the rest of us?" Bella wondered.

"He gets special treatment, isn't that right Nurse McCall?" Betty grinned lazily at her nurse who shrugged. Before Edward could say anything, the doctor walked in. Doctor Cullen, Betty noted, also made her feel threatened and slightly insecure.

'This family is so damn beautiful!' Betty mentally exclaimed.

The girl sighed as the doctor began to look over her sister and rubbed her head, wincing at the pain. The bump itself didn't hurt as much as she originally thought and a part of her wondered if the true origin of her pain was from the bump.

"Elizabeth Swan?" An annoyingly beautiful voice brought her out of her stupor. She also noticed that her sister and Edward were no longer in the room. "Your x-rays seem to be good as well. Were people correct when they informed us that you were inside the truck during the accident?"

"Yes," Betty answered after briefly wondering if she should just lie.

"I heard that you hit your head too," The doctor stated, attempting to touch her head. Betty jerked back, the movement sending a dizzying feeling to her.

"I'm fine, Dr. Cullen," Betty felt another rush of pain and tried her best to ignore it. "May I leave?"

"I suppose," He answered, feeling compelled to let the girl go. Betty nodded and left the room as fast as she could without stumbling. "Your father's in the waiting room!" He called out after her.

Betty turned the corner as she left the room. The girl came to a stop when she felt a liquid dribble down her face.

"What the hell?" Betty whispered to herself. The girl hid her face from view as she slowly touched the liquid on her face.

"Are you okay, Elizabeth?" Edward Cullen asked in a stiff tone. Betty turned to look at him with blood running down her nose and on her fingertips.

"Yeah, I'm fine," She told him, wincing as she did so.

"I think we should get you checked over again," He told her. She shook her head and walked forward.

"I'm fine, Edward," Betty told him, wincing again. He put a hand on her shoulder to stop her but she jerked away from his touch. "Don't touch me!" The animosity in her voice surprised Edward.

"I'm just trying to help you," Edward whispered, being careful not to get too close to her. He mentally wondered where all the nurses were or at least someone. Her face scrunched up in concentration as she watched Edward.

"Don't," She winced and more blood dribbled out of her nose. "Touch me," Her eyes rolled to the back of her head and Edward caught the girl as she fell to the floor.

The vampire was shocked to see an ugly looking bruise on her forehead that was certainly not there before. She also seemed to look a lot sicker than she was even as the blood dribbled from her nose.

"What the hell?"