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I woke up the next morning feeling so sore and so tired. My entire body hurt. I groaned as I rolled over.

"You ok?" whispered Edward. I opened my eyes and saw him watching me.

"I hurt," I whispered. "My entire body aches."

"I wish I could make it feel better," He whispered.

"I know," I whispered softly. "But you can't. I'll be fine. Let's just get ready and go eat some breakfast."

"Ok," whispered Edward. "I love you."

"I love you, too," I whispered.

Edward kissed me before he climbed out of bed and pulled on his clothes from yesterday. I didn't even have the energy to tease him about doing the walk of shame. He left and I slipped my robe back on and slowly made my way down to the bathrooms. I ignored the looks from everyone as I went over and started the water. I slipped off my robe and let the hot water run over my back muscles. I quickly washed and dried off. I slipped my robe back on and went back to my room. I pulled on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt. I added my boots and a scarf on my head.

I went down and met Edward in the lobby. He didn't say anything as he wrapped his arm around my waist. We went down to the dining hall and grabbed some breakfast. Well, he ate. I mostly picked at my food. I just couldn't find the strength to eat much today.

After we were done we headed down to the rehearsal hall. I stumbled into my rehearsal room to find Cauis waiting for me. He had a scowl on his face. I really struggled not to roll my eyes.

"You're late," he snapped.

"I'm sorry," I muttered. I wasn't really sorry but I figured it was the right thing to say.

"Well, let's get started," he snapped.

I pulled out my guitar and began running through my song but my arms hurt so I messed up a lot. I could hear him groan every time I messed up a cord. I heard him groan every time I messed up a word or a pitch. I tried to ignore him and just muscle my way through it but it was getting harder. Especially after the tenth time he demanded I start over.

"Isabella, you are wasting my time," snapped Cauis. I looked up and glared at him.

"I am so fucking sorry that my illness is getting in your fucking way," I snapped. I put my guitar back in its case and went to leave the room but Cauis grabbed my wrist. I heard a pop and felt a sharp pain shoot up my arm. I fell to my knees and screamed. "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH."

"What?" asked Cauis as he let go of my arm.

"IT FUCKING HURTS!" I screamed as I cradled my arm. The door to the room swung open and Edward and Marcus came running in.

"Baby, what's the matter?" he whispered as he pulled me into his arms.

"He grabbed my wrist. I heard a pop then lots of pain," I sobbed. "It fucking hurts."

"Why did you grab her?" snapped Edward.

"I was trying to stop her from leaving. I didn't know…" trailed off Cauis.

"Her bones are very weak from the chemo," snapped Edward as he pulled out his cell phone.

"Call Siobhan," I sobbed.

"I am," he whispered. "I need to speak to Dr. O'Reilly now, please….Bella Cullen…..Siobhan, someone grabbed Bella's wrist. She said she heard a loud pop and felt lots of pain in her arm…..Ok….ok…..We will be there in ten minutes."

"What did she say to do, Edward?" asked Marcus.

"I need an ice pack or a bag of ice. I need to get her to the ER so we can see if she broke her wrist," said Edward.

"I'll get you some ice," said Marcus. He turned and ran out of the room.

"I'm sorry, Isabella," whispered Cauis.

"What is going on here?" asked Aro as he came running in with Tia.

"He said I was wasting his fucking time," I snapped through the pain. "I went to leave and he grabbed my fucking wrist."

"Cauis?" asked Aro.

"She was struggling to play. I didn't mean to hurt her," said Cauis as everyone else came in.

"Excuse her for being up all night last night throwing up. Do you have any idea how hard this is for her? Her stomach cramps so badly she has to fight the urge to claw at it. She gets cramps in her legs, her arms, her hips. Her back and stomach muscles are constantly sore because she throws up for at least five hours a night on a good night. She has been doing this for six weeks. Give her a fucking break. She's barely hanging on," snapped Edward.

"I'm sorry," whispered Cauis.

Marcus came in and handed Edward an ice pack. Edward lifted me off the ground and ran me out to the front. We hailed a cab and made our way down to hospital. We found Siobhan waiting for us in the ER. She led us into a small examination room. She pulled off the ice pack and began examining my wrist.

"I don't think it is broken but we need to x-ray it to be sure," she said softly. "How did this happen?"

"One of the judges made a rude comment to her during rehearsals. She got upset and went to leave and he grabbed her wrist to stop her," explained Edward.

"Let's get you down to x-ray so we can see what we are dealing with," said Siobhan.

Edward carried me after her. She led us to a dark room. The tech told Edward to set me down in the chair. She took several x-rays of my wrist. Once she was done, Edward carried me back down to the exam room. Ten minutes Siobhan came back in with my x-rays. She put them up on the board and turned them on.

"No breaks but you tore a tendon in your hand," said Siobhan. "It might heal on it's own but you and Carlisle will need to watch it closely once you go back to Washington. You might need surgery to repair the damage."

"Can I still play on Saturday?" I asked.

"You can if and only if you don't play before then. I want you to wear a brace on it until the very second you go to perform. Do you understand?" ordered Siobhan.

"Yes," I said relieved.

"Good. I want you to keep ice on it for the next few hours. It will help with the swelling," said Siobhan.

"Ok," I said softly. Siobhan gently attached the brace to my right hand. I winced a little as she tightened.

"I know that hurts. Take some Tylenol for the pain," she said softly. "If you need anything, please call me. If I don't hear from you before tomorrow, I will see you at your appointment."

"Thank you, Siobhan," I whispered.

"Anytime, Bella," she whispered.

Edward helped me off the table and we made our way out of the ER. We hailed a cab and made our way back to the dorms. We walked in and found everyone, including Aro, Marcus and Cauis waiting for us. They all looked down at my wrist and frowned.

"It's not broken," I said softly. "I have a torn tendon."

"Isabella, I am so sorry," said Cauis.

"I know. You've already said that," I said. I looked up at him. "Look, I know you didn't mean to hurt me. I get that. I know you were trying to push me to do better with my music. I get that. Peter has been doing that to me for three years now but physically right now, my body can only do so much. I am trying to save my strength for the show. I'm doing the best I can."

"I just don't want you to hold your self back because of the sickness. When I heard your demo that you sent in, I was blown away. I haven't heard her yet," said Cauis.

"You will on Saturday," I said softly. "I am going to go take a nap. I'm exhausted."

"Ok," said everyone.

Edward and I went up to my room. He dug out the Tylenol from my bag and handed me two. I quickly took them. He laid down with me and held me. I fell into a deep sleep. I woke up a few times and took some more Tylenol and went back to sleep. Edward brought me some soup for dinner. I managed to eat part of it before I laid back down and went back to sleep.