She Rocks My World

80's Rocker, Edward Cullen, is the frontman for the enormously popular band, Cullen.

He's every woman's dream; handsome, wealthy, and talented, but the elusive rocker has something to hide until an overwhelmingly gifted, doe-eyed beauty steals his heart at first sight and sound.

A/N: I love my Fran. I'm an open book and will easily explain my tardiness. RL does some rough things kicking one's tush with a loss and illness. I would (never) NOT finish a story. Please, hang in there with me.

A/N: My Beautiful Beta's birthday was yesterday, and six of her writers wrote her a story as our gift. If you would like to read it and wish Fran a 'Happy Birthday', we would be thrilled.

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Chapter Seventeen: The Going On, On The Road: part one

BPOV

His beautiful smiling face turns sheet white and Edward leans forward. Something's wrong.

As in slow motion, I drop the violin, leaping off the stage and rushing to him. "Edward."

His body slumps onto the edge of the table tipping it, and Edward slowly falls to the floor. Jasper and Emmett grab his arms in time and settle him on his back while Garrett steadies the top. I quickly cradle his head in my lap as I sit on the floor. Everyone shouts his name, but there's no response.

Rose has her cell to her ear. "I'm calling the paramedics."

As in a daze, I watch the bouncers clear the area. Ali sits next to me with one arm around me and one on Edward's face. My band members stand behind us with concerned faces. I look at Ria, and she nods. "He'll be all right."

I run through my mind the routine of the week and can't think of anything that could have caused Edward to become ill.

There's a ruckus at the door, and Rose quickly moves in that direction, and I hear her say, "They're his parents." She returns with Carlisle and Esme.

Ali looks up at them. "What are you doing here?"

Carlisle bends and grabs Edward's wrist. "We were here to watch the concert."

Esme continues his explanation, "And when Edward fell, we tried to get to him."

"I'm so glad you're here," I exhaust.

Carlisle checks Edward's pulse and carefully runs his hands over the back of his neck. "I couldn't see. Did he hit his head?"

"No, Jasper and Emmett caught him before he hit the floor," Ali says.

Edward's eyes flutter open and he stares at Carlisle. "Dad?"

"It appears you fainted, son."

Edward takes a deep breath. "I felt woozy."

Ali asks, "Did you have an episode?"

"No, I've missed a few meals."

I quietly question, "How many?"

He sighs but doesn't look me into my eyes. "I haven't eaten since yesterday … morning."

Ali angrily snaps, "Are you kidding?"

Carlisle interrupts, "Not now, Ali."

The paramedics finally walk through the door.

I barely feel Ali grab my hand as the EMTs take Edward's vital signs. Carlisle insists they bring him to the hospital to do tests. He and Esme ride in the ambulance while I go with Ali in their car.

"You're awfully quiet," Ali says with her eyes on the road.

"I don't understand. He was doing so well."

"My brother can only focus on one thing at a time. Music keeps winning over his health."

"But Christy has a balanced diet for him," I mumble.

"Did she feed him? Because that's the only way to get it in him when his mind is on so many things. And that's not her responsibility."

"I feel terrible," I quietly hum.

Ali squeezes my hand. "Nonsense. Bella, he's a big boy. This is not our fault."

"I should have recognized the signs, but I was too wrapped up in rehearsals and writing," I sadly say. "We haven't had time together."

"And I'll say it again; it's not your fault. All of you had a job to do. And with Edward, he has to do it all; check and recheck everyone," she complains. "He does this all the time, Bella. You are just seeing it for the first time."

"I should have known."

"When you stop berating yourself, you have to realize one important thing. You can't baby him. Mom does that enough for all of us. You have to be tough, Bella. Get mad." She pulls on my hand, and I look at her. "Get really mad. I don't care how you express yourself, but you have to be tough on him, or Edward's just going to keep doing this."

"What, I have to threaten him?" I argue.

"Yes, if you have to. Make him realize he could lose you if he doesn't take care of himself. You can't be his watchdog. Edward has to take responsibility for his health and not run himself into the ground. He's a Neanderthal macho man."

I look at Ali and sing, "No, no, no, no, no, you're no macho man."

Ali moves her head. "Yes, you got it."

We arrive at the hospital and find Esme alone in the waiting area pacing back and forth.

We rush up to her.

"What's going on?" Ali asks.

"Being that your father is Edward's physician, he was able to go with him for routine tests. As soon as he knows something, he'll come talk to us."

I nod. "Of course."

Two hours later, Carlisle enters the room.

Esme just looks at him.

"He'll be fine."

"Well, what happened?"

He sits next to Esme, grabbing her hand in his. "Edward being Edward, taking no consideration for his condition. I spoke with Dr. Ye`, and he confirmed it was a relapse."

"Carlisle, is this serious?"

"It can be if he continues this behavior." He looks at Ali and me. "And you two stop feeling guilty."

Ali sits up and fusses, "I'm not guilty. The fool knows he's supposed to eat. It's Bella who's upset with herself."

"You can't allow him to make you feel this way, Bella. You have to be tough."

"That's what I said," Ali agrees."

"Esme's his mother. She can baby him."

Esme smiles.

"That's what I said!"

"Christy makes the meals, she can't be expected to hand feed him."

"That's what I said," she huffs.

"The nurses are settling him into a room. You can see him when they're done." He leans his elbows on his legs, runs his hands through his hair and over his stubbled jaw.

I slowly stand. "Well, I think I'll go home."

Esme asks, "You don't want to see Edward?"

"Please, tell him I will see him tomorrow." I shake my head. "I-I-I can't. I need to go back to Rose's."

"I'll go with you. Then, I'll come back with Jasper."

I nod.

Esme hugs me. "Try to get some rest."

"I will."

When we return to Rose's, she and Emmett are in her office talking with the police. I quietly avoid any confrontations and head back to Forks with my band members.

Barry and Danny droop to their rooms leaving Ria, Bitsy and me to our demise. Ria is dead set on cheering me up as she busies herself at the stove while Bitsy and I sit at the kitchen table.

Bitsy leans forward. "I understand that you don't want to push him, but Ali is this force of nature that knows how to turn him upside down."

"Believe me, I know. Edward has his own trickle-down effect."

Ria turns around with three mugs steaming from the brim. "Here, you go." She places a cup in front of each of us.

Bitsy groans, "Ooo, I smell chocolate."

Ria smiles. "Only the rich, dark sweetened without sugar and a splash of cream."

"Chocolate brings me to a happy place," Bitsy coos and takes a sip. "This is an amazing chocolate high."

"Before I became ill, I would line up candy bars and eat them like a potato chip frenzy," I admit. "Yeah, chocolate makes me crazy."

Ria dances a Flamenco with her fingers snapping and quips in a Spanish accent, "You loco for the cocoa."

"Wait." I grab my guitar in the living room and sit back at the table.

After an hour, we're hyper from the chocolate and giddy from our playful song. Ria dances around with drumsticks tapping out a beat on the countertops, drawers, and floor. While Bitsy sits with a mini, shoulder harp singing along with me.

SWAN

Chocolate High

When I'm down and feeling blue.

I need a lift to get me through.

I unwrap a piece of heaven

Taking me to level seven.

Enjoying the hypnotic smell.

It takes me over very well.

Nothing sweeter compares by far

To a Hershey's chocolate bar.

There is nothing like the cocoa.

That makes me go so loco.

Nothing like that chocolate high.

It takes away that hurtful sigh.

Chocolate makes my world go 'round.

It brings me up when I feel down.

Chocolate sundaes, M&Ms,

Three Musketeers and all of them.

So, I feel good when I indulge

Despite the extra little bulge.

It's worth all the giddy feelings.

To know you have happy healings.

There is nothing like the cocoa.

Mmm, that makes me go loco.

Nothing like that chocolate high.

It takes away that hurtful sigh.

We laugh and unwrap more chocolate.

Ali comes by early in the morning. She says Edward is quite remorseful and understands that I need space.

I tell her I want to lay some tracks down and give her a tape to give to Edward.

She nods her head and giggles. "Yeah, avoidance will kill him. I don't think he realizes you really aren't a kitten. But I can imagine what you want to tape for him."

"It just tells it like it is, Ali," I say crossing my arms over my chest. "If he can't balance our partnership, then …"

"Don't let the doorknob kick you in the ass on the way out."

"Exactly."

Later in the afternoon, Kate comes by to start my makeover, which is great and keeps me very busy so I don't think about Edward's reaction to the tape. Ali feels very confident it will give him the kick he needs.

It's a hectic household with Barry flashing some lights and jotting notes on architectural blueprints. He doesn't fool around with a pen in hand and frown on his face.

Ria tells him he looks constipated and he waves her off.

I plan to see Edward before dinner, bringing him a high protein dish from Christy. She's none too happy with him. She says she will spoon feed him should he do it again. Emmett is my wingman. He wants to drive me so he can see Edward grovel.

As we enter the room, Edward sits up in bed with headphones on as tears down his cheeks. Then, our eyes meet.

Bella

No Macho Man … Just for Edward

"No, no, no, no, no, you're no macho man

You don't decide by yourself, understand.

We are a team that decides what to do

Being open and honest; me and you.

Oh, you worked yourself right into the ground

No thoughts of what would happen to lost pounds.

No sacrifice is important you see.

You need to be aware; it's you and me.

Take your Neanderthal, put him away

Keep up the macho man and I won't stay.

You take no risks and do as I say

And I won't put up with any delays.

Yeah, we have worked our fingers to the bone

But we have worked together not alone.

We trusted you to do the right thing, too,

But now we have to keep our eyes on you.

I tried to give you the space; not hover.

Not be your keeper, just be your lover.

You angered us all and scared your mother.

I can't say what you did to your brother.

Please, please, let us know what is going on.

We can't help you coz you checked out and gone.

You have to tell me what is on your mind.

We'll fix it together and make that find.

A/N: So what do you think? Is Bella going to give him a Hell Harry or will Edward truly grovel?

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