Okay, thankyou guys. You were all really good and reviewed! I absolutely love reading reviews! It makes me feel all warm and fuzzy inside. :) Okay, that was pretty random, lol. Half of you probably aren't even reading this A/N so I'll just can it and let those who are reading my A/N read the story. Sorry to waist your time. Oh, one more thing. Sorry for all the POV swaps, but I figured you needed to know how everyone else felt about the situation.

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Chapter Six-Eternity Without You

Edward's POV

She was just lying there, motionless. Limp and pale. Her bloodstained hair fell over her face. My whole body shook as I sobbed silently and tearless. I shouldn't have let this happen. I loved her. How could I just let her go like that? In all those classic romance movies I had watched with Bella, the women would leave on trains, broken-hearted, and the men would run after them, always falling behind and being left alone at the station.

I had superhuman speed and strength, more than enough to catch the train or stop it, and yet Bella had still slipped away. I could have stopped her with one finger, held her back effortlessly. It goes to show that no matter what you are, no one is unbreakable. No one is completely invincible. Even we vampires had our pains and troubles.

I touched Bella's broken body, brushing her hair back from her face. I hadn't even noticed the blood. "I'll kill that pathetic little weasel", I growled. "Worse than bloody Newton". Ryan was still in a coma, where he deserved to be as far as I was concerned. There was a soft tap at the door. Sam was standing there in a hospital gown, her eyes red and blotchy. Her arm was in cast.

Her head hung in shame. "Oh my God. I hate myself. What have I done"! She screamed. She was shaking violently. I still hated her, but I felt slightly bad for her. "This is my entire fault. Oh my God, Edward, I'm so sorry", she cried. I shook my head, annoyed. "Don't apologise to me. It's Bella you hurt", I said.

Sam cautiously approached the bed. She touched Bella's face softly, and she cried harder. "What have I done? What if she dies", I could tell I wasn't supposed to hear that. I glared at her. Her eyes went wide when she realised. "Edward, I didn't mean it like that-I'm sorry I-" but I cut her off. "I think you should leave now", I snapped. Sam nodded. "Get better soon, Bella", and she left.

I shook my head in disgust. I hated these people with a passion so strong I wanted to snap their necks. The realisation of the thought hit me, and I was instantly furious with myself. What would Bella say? I reminded myself. The Bella before all this would have looked at me with sympathetic, loving eyes and tell me it was okay, that I hadn't actually done it, just thought about it. The Bella now would have glared at me and never spoken to me again.

Which I wasn't so sure she wasn't already doing. I once again turned to the thoughts of everyone else for 'comfort'.

I guess I feel kinda sorry for the cow. She was everything to Edward, and now he might lose her. And I do not want to put up with his moping for the rest of eternity because he lost the only person he had ever loved. I smiled slightly. The Ice Princess was finally melting. I knew she was only feeling that way because she felt bad about being so mean, but it was a start. Next I heard Carlisle's thoughts. That shocked me.

Hmm, these results aren't looking good. I hope Bella's strong enough to pull through this, because I sure know that Edward won't be able to handle this so well. He has no choice now. He'll have to change her, and I don't think she'll be awake to get a say in the matter.

I kissed Bella's cheek and ran to find Carlisle. "Dad"! I called. It would seem slightly suspicious if I called him by his first name in front of the public. Carlisle stared at me with wide eyes. "Is everything okay"? He asked. I glared. "No, it's not. Is it true? Is there no other option"? If I thought his eyes were wide before, they were almost perfectly round now.

"Edward…I'm sorry, but there is no other way. We might have to change Ryan, too", he said in a tone that only vampires could hear. I glared harder. "Can't we just leave him…", I muttered. Carlisle scowled at me. "Edward, I know you upset, and I'm sorry for what's happened, but-"

"-no, you know what! Have you got any idea how many times I have heard that today! 'Oh, Edward I'm sorry for what's happened'. I don't care! None of you have any idea what I am going through"! I thundered. I stormed back to the room. My brother's and sisters all stared at me in disbelief. I went to take my place beside Bella again.

Sam's POV

I hated what had happened to Bella, I mean, it was me who had convinced her to go to the party. I felt so guilty. But I think I was more worried about Ryan. He was currently in a coma. Brooke was supposed to be coming to see us, I had rung Matt's house but he said Brooke was in bed with a hangover. It didn't surprise me.

I had a slight hangover, too, but I doubt it would have been as bad as hers. Bella would have been throwing up all morning, too. But I had to admit, the party was worthwhile. It's the crash that spoilt it. I was pretty peeved at Ryan, he had totally spoilt the night because of him driving drunk. Bella had trusted him. I was worried after this she would break up with him. Poor Ryan. He had never gotten drunk before. He just wanted to seem cool in front of Bella, but I doubt he would achieve that after he had gone off to make out with some random chick and hadn't been near Bella for nearly the whole night.

But from what Jason had told me, Bella hadn't had such a bad night. Jason and I had broken up; he was so annoyed at me. He wouldn't even talk to me. It's like he thought the crash was my fault! Ryan crashed, not me. Ryan was driving on the wrong side of the road, not me. Ryan had told him about the party, not me. Ryan had told him to ask me to the party, not me.

It was all Ryan's fault. Oh, and Ryan had given him the beers that made him drunk, not me. In fact, Bella was in this hospital dying because of Ryan. Then I realised. Bella had wanted Ryan to take her home. If we hadn't left when Bella wanted us to, that car wouldn't have gone past, and we wouldn't have had to of swerved to avoid it.

But still, Bella was dying. It was selfish and heartless to blame a dying person for something. Even if they were at fault. I went to find Edward, and he was sitting beside Bella. I felt tears well up in my eyes when I saw her.

She had been so beautiful the night before, and now she was ugly. Okay, cruel thoughts but I couldn't push them away. In five seconds she had gone from being the most beautiful person at a party full of jocks, to crushed, broken, scarred and ugly.

I quietly knocked on the door. I hung my head. I could barely bring myself to look at Bella's cold white body. "Oh my God, I hate myself! What have I done"! I screamed. I felt my body shake as I sobbed. "This is my entire fault. Oh my God, Edward, I'm so sorry", I whispered. "Don't apologise to me. It's Bella you hurt", he said. His tone wasn't at all sharp or filled with hate, but he never said it wasn't my fault either.

I was mad at him for that. Surely he understood that it was Bella's fault? I slowly approached the bed. I brushed my hand against Bella's frozen cheek. "What have I done? What if she dies"? I said quietly. I felt Edward's piercing eyes on me. He had heard me? Oh God, no he wasn't supposed to hear that! Was all I could think.

I felt my eyes widen. "Edward, I didn't mean it like that-I'm sorry I-" he cut me off before I could finish. "-I think you should leave now", he snapped. I nodded quickly. "Get better soon, Bella", I added softly, and then I ran out of the room. Tears spilled over my cheeks. I wanted Edward to love me! And he hated me because he thought I had killed his girlfriend.

She's as good as dead, anyway, I thought sharply. I hated Bella now. I didn't want to be her friend anymore. As I stormed back to my room, I saw Edward's brother. Jeremy? Jackson…Jay…Jasper! His name was Jasper. He gave me a funny look, like he was puzzled. I glared at him and ran past. I hated all of them.

Jasper's POV

I headed off to Bella's room. After Edward's fit at Carlisle, I figured I should help calm him. I heard a conversation coming from in the room, and the next thing I knew Bella's friend from the party, Sam, charged past me. I tapped into her emotions. Hate, confusion, guilt, anger, sadness...the usual, and…love! For Edward! Wow. That was unexpected. This strange girl who had nearly killed Bella loved Edward.

He wouldn't be happy about that. As if he didn't have enough admirers. I gave the girl a puzzled look. She just ignored me and ran past. I shrugged and went to Bella's room. She was lying in the bed, cold, emotionless. I couldn't pick up anything. I tried to make her 'happy'. I wondered if it worked on unconscious people.

Edward glared up at me suddenly. "Uh, I just wanted to see how she was", I said quietly. But I worked to calm Edward. I felt his love for Bella. It was overpowering. "Wow. You really love her, don't you", I whispered. Edward glared at me, as if to say "well of course I love her".

"Okay, maybe this is a bad time", so I turned and walked out. It seemed that Edward was pushing everyone away today. I shook my head sadly. I wished he would just change her.

(Sorry about all the switching POV's, guys) back to: Edward's POV

Enough was enough. After Jasper walked in, I made up m mind. I would change her. I glared at Jasper. "Okay, Maybe this is a bad time", and he left. I was grateful. I leaned towards Bella's throat. I sank my teeth in cautiously, savouring the taste of her sweet blood. But I didn't drink any. I pulled my teeth back out again quickly and wiped my mouth.

Almost immediately Bella was awake. "Bella"? I asked happily. All I got in response was an ear-piercing scream. "AH, GOD MAKE IT STOP"! She shouted. Carlisle was beside me almost instantly. "What the hell happened"? He growled. I was shocked. He was actually angry.

"You-you said there was no other way…", I stated. Carlisle glared at me. "Edward, do you realise what you might have done"? I stared at Bella, who was writing on the bed. All the tubes going into her were being tugged at and were being pulled out. "Edward, she was going to live! She was going to make a full recovery! We got the results from our other tests, and she would have been free to live a normal life! You've just taken her away from that"!

Oh God, I couldn't believe it. I had put her through so much to avoid changing her. We had even broken up because I wouldn't change her, and now she had gotten drunk, pregnant, everything bad had happened because I hadn't changed her, and now I had. After I had made her go through all that! How was I supposed to live with myself, and now Bella knowing that I had taken all that away from her?