11 reviews!!! Thanks guys, my goal is 12 reviews for this chapter, it's my longest one yet!! I saw the Twilight movie, and I really did not like it. But there was this couple who was sitting in front of us, and they were making out for the entire time. We kicked their seats, but they were so oblivious. It was hilarious, there was this one kissing scene (this isn't much of a spoiler) and it took a while for the kiss to actually happen, so someone in the audience went, "Jesus Christ, just kiss her already." It was hilarious. If you saw the movie, you know what scene I'm talking about. So anyways, enjoy!

CHAPTER 11

I couldn't get to the hospital fast enough, I started slowing down when more people came into the view.

Please be okay, please be okay, please be okay. Oh, please be okay. Let it have just been a minor accident, or a mistake, a total and complete mistake.

I ran through the hospital doors as fast as I could at human pace. I went up to the first secretary desk that I saw.

I went up to her and said, "I'm looking for someone."

I was coming off as quite rude, and I'm sure that she had to deal with people like me all the time, but I could not care any less.

She looked up at me from her computer, "What's the last name?"

"Smith."

She typed something into the computer and said, "There is only one Smith in the hospital at this time. A. Smith? Car accident?"

I nodded my head and she said, "5th floor."

Quickly I ran up the stairs to the fifth floor, knowing that the elevators would go too slowly. I almost knocked down a few people on my way up the stairs, but I honestly didn't care.

I ran to the secretary's desk on the 5th floor. She was chewing her gum obnoxiously and talking on the phone.

"Yes…no…well that's not true…how is that my problem?"

"Excuse me miss?"

She looked at me and then said into the phone, "I'll have to call you back." Then she turned to me, "How can I help you?"

"I'm looking for someone who was in a car accident?"

"Last name."

"Smith."

Like the other secretary she typed in the name into the computer and then said, "A. Smith?" I nodded my head, did these computers not give the full first name?

She looked at me with saddened eyes then called a doctor. A few minutes later a doctor came to greet me. I didn't catch his name but he said, "You're here for Ms. Smith?"

I nodded my head.

He took a big breath and said, "Why don't you sit down."

I sat down in one of the waiting chairs and he sat next to me then continued, "Ms. Smith was in a car accident. The roads are still a big icy from all this snow that we've been having. And, while the snow breaks were on the car, they didn't really do much. Soon Ms. Smith lost control over the car and the car started going off the road. Someone found the car crashed into a tree."

No, no, no, no, please no. Maybe this is all an accident.

He took another big breath, "These kinds of things happen. We tried everything we could to try to save her, but I'm afraid that it was too late. She crashed into the tree pretty hard."

No, no, no, no, no, no, please no. Please no.

"What are you saying?"

"I'm sorry but Ms. Smith just passed away ten minutes ago. We're going to bring the body down stairs in a few minutes, you may see her before that. She is in room 539. How are you related to the deceased?"

Deceased.

I looked down, "Significant other."

We were dating, but that would have sounded too weak. And yeah, she was my girlfriend, but still too weak.

He looked at me a little shocked, "Um…okay then. As I said you may see the body if you wish to. I'm sorry for your loss."

You're not sorry, this happens to you everyday. You didn't know her. You didn't love her. You don't know how to live or breathe without her. You don't care.

It only took a few moments before the tears started to build up in my eyes. One of the things I could do as a half human.

She was gone.

I couldn't move. I couldn't speak. I couldn't do anything.

She was gone.

Forever.

Forever.

If I didn't go on that stupid hunting trip she would be okay. She would be in my arms right now. Even ten minutes, I could have saved her. Sure her humanity would have been gone, but she would be okay. I would get to see her smile and laugh again.

I wanted to see her just one more time.

I wanted to see her beautiful face, and her beautiful brown- slightly red hair. It would be hard to see her this way, but I just had to see her one more time.

Just once more.

Slowly I got up out of my chair and headed towards the room she was in. Tears were still falling from my face, but I didn't care. I just wanted Abigail back. I would give anything to bring her back, anything. Just to hold her in my arms one more time. Just to tell her that I loved her. Just to kiss her once more, and she kiss me back.

I found the room, 539. Slowly I opened the door. The curtain was closed around the bed.

Why? Why did she have to leave me like this? We had only known each other for two months. I wanted to spend my life with her.

I wanted to share my world with her.

I wanted to wake up every morning next to her. I wanted to help her with her Spanish homework. I wanted to kiss her all the time. I wanted to make her laugh and smile all the time.

And if I hadn't gone on that stupid hunting trip I could have done all of that. She would still be alive. She wouldn't have gotten into that car accident and she would still be here with me. She would be okay. But now? Now what was I supposed to do with my life? I didn't want to watch the rest of my family live in happy bliss with their significant others, while I couldn't even do so myself.

And I couldn't even kill myself. That would kill my family, and I couldn't do that. My mother would be heartbroken, she risked her life to save me. She went through so much pain just to give me life. What would she think if I killed myself?

But how was I supposed to live without Abigail?

She was my reason for waking up every morning. She made life worth living. And her smile, her smile could stop wars.

And I would never see that smile again.

Never.

Because she was gone.

Quickly, I wiped the tears away from my cheeks. I closed the door behind me and walked towards the curtain. Slowly I pulled the curtain back…

The body was covered with a white blanket.

Slowly, I walked over to the body. I heard someone sobbing and I stopped…then I saw the cherry-brown hair.

"Abigail?"

She picked up her head from the bed and said, "Anthony?"

Quickly she got up and ran over to me. She practically fell into my chest precariously. She wrapped her arms as tight as they would go around my torso and sobbed into my chest. I held her tightly to me, one hand rubbing circles on her back while the other was gently stroking her hair.

It was then that I realized that A. Smith didn't stand for Abigail Smith, it stood for Annie Smith, her aunt. I immediately felt relieved. She wasn't gone. She was here, and in my arms. And she was okay. She wasn't harmed at all.

My Abigail was alive.

Then I felt guilty, here I was internally celebrating while her only family had just died. And she was crying into my chest, how could I be so selfish?

I don't know how long we stood like that but I refused to let go of her. I was never going to let go of her. I was never going to lose her, never.

Eventually the doctors took the body downstairs, to the morgue I was guessing. I just held Abigail close to me and didn't let go. She was sobbing so hard that I was afraid that she would run out of oxygen. My jacket was open so she was sobbing directly into my shirt. I knew it was going to be soaking wet, but I didn't care.

The doctors kicked us out of the room about 20 minutes after the body was removed. I picked up Abigail, bridal style and she just clutched my shirt tighter. I think that she worried that I was going to leave.

"I'm here, don't worry."

Waiting outside the door were my parents. When my mom saw me she gave me a small smile as did my dad. We walked downstairs to their car. My dad sat in the driver's seat and my mom sat next to him. I sat in the back with Abigail curled into a little ball in my lap.

We were about 20 minutes away from my house when my dad whispered, so that Abigail wouldn't hear, "Alice tried to tell you that it wasn't her, but you left too soon."

I nodded my head then my mom said, "She's 18."

"I know." Who cares?

Then my dad said, "That means that she doesn't need to find someone to take custody of her. She's going to be able to live by herself from now on."

I froze, I didn't want Abigail to live by herself. She could get hurt. And she didn't really live around a lot of civilization.

Then my mom said, "I think that you should invite her to live with us. We've all gotten pretty used to her blood. Jasper's okay with it. But of course it's up to you if you would like to ask her."

I nodded my head, "I'll ask her later."

She nodded and smiled.

I looked down at Abigail, she was still crying. Her body was shaking, and she was silently sobbing. I didn't want her to dehydrate.

Once we parked in the garage, I carried Abigail to my room. The rest of my family gave me sad looks, Alice looked the most sad of them on.

"I'm so sorry Anthony, I should have seen this coming."

I gave her a sad smile, "It's okay. I'm going to take her to bed now. Can someone get her a glass of water please?"

Grandma said that she would get some water and make her something to eat, I doubted that she would have much of an appetite, but it was worth a try.

Once we got to my room, I sat down on my bed with Abigail still curled up into a little ball.

"Abigail?" she didn't do much but her crying slowed down a bit.

"Abigail, honey, do you want to change into some more comfortable clothes? My grandma is going to make you something to eat. But I think that you would feel much better if you changed into something more comfortable."

I felt Abigail nod her head into my chest. I reached down and untied her shoes then put them next to the bed. I took off my own jacket and put it on the chair next to my bed. I tried to get up to get her some sweatpants and a t-shirt, but she just wrapped her arms tighter around me, refusing to let go.

I kissed the top of her head, "I have to go to my closet to get you some clothes."

She mumbled, "I don't want to let go."

I picked her up and then walked over to the closet. Somehow I managed to get the t shirt and sweatpants with Abigail still in my arms. I also managed to get her jacket off and hang it up. I walked to the bathroom and put her on the ground. She still wouldn't let go.

"Why don't you just change in here so you have some privacy?"

"Please don't leave me alone."

"I'll be right outside the door, I promise."

I walked into the bathroom with Abigail still holding on to me, and put the clothes on the counter. Slowly I stepped away from her and closed the door behind me. I walked over to my jacket and hung it up next to Abigail's.

I quickly changed into a pair of sweatpants and a new shirt. Then I realized, if Abigail did live here, all of her clothes would be next to mine. I smiled slightly at the thought. That was before I heard Abigail sobbing again.

Quickly I went to knock on the bathroom door, "Abigail? Are you okay?"

She opened the door and I found her curled into a corner in the bathroom. She still had not changed.

"Abigail, you really should change, you're going to be extremely uncomfortable otherwise."

I sat down next to her and wrapped my arms around her. She rested her head on my shoulder and continued crying.

She lifted her head from my shoulder and looked into my eyes, "I-I…I don't think I can. Ca-can you he-help me? I feel so weak right now."

I could understand why, she had lost her one and only family.

"Do you want me to get my mom or Alice or someone?"

She shook her head, "Please don't go."

She once again fell into my chest, and the sobbing started again. "I'll be right here, why don't I get my mom?"

She then whispered, "I trust you."

I froze.

She couldn't possibly be serious. I looked down at her and she was shaking again into my chest. She was going to dehydrate soon if we didn't get her some water.

I took a big breath, I could do this. And I would remain a gentleman while doing so. I could do this.

I reached over to the counter and grabbed the clothes. I thought about just leaving her in her street clothes. I'm sure that she won't even notice the difference, but she would be uncomfortable.

Stop being selfish. She's your girlfriend, significant other, whatever, she trusts you. It's no big deal.

"Are you sure that you're okay with this?"

She nodded her head in my chest. I sighed then, with extremely shaky hands, unzipped her sweater. It was a little hard because she was holding on to me so tight. I think that she just liked the physical contact.

Once I got her sweater off, I found that she was wearing a simple t-shirt, well at least I didn't have to fumble with any buttons.

"You sure that you're okay with this Abigail?"

She nodded her head again. Her body was still shaking. I rubbed circles on her back, "It's going to be okay. I promise."

I took my gray shirt from the clean clothes and put it next to me. Then, without looking, I took her shirt off of her.

Don't look, don't look, don't look, don't look.

I took the shirt from next to me and put it over her head.

Okay, one article of clothing, one more to go. I can do this.

I looked down at the pants she was wearing, jeans. Okay, that shouldn't be too hard right?

Slowly I went down to unbutton her jeans. I was happy that she wasn't the kind of girl who wore really tight jeans, so they were easy to get off of her. I put her jeans off to the side and got the sweatpants.

Or you could just keep her like this…SHUT UP BRAIN. Stop being such a teenage boy.

I put the sweatpants on her, which was easier then it looked. Once I was done I picked her and her clothes up. I threw her clothes into the hamper and made my way over to the bed.

She wasn't sobbing so much, but she was still crying. I got into bed with Abigail still in my arms. Grandma left some soup that was still warm on my bedside table. There was also a glass of water.

I pulled the covers around us and then said, "Do you want some soup?"

She whispered, "No thank you, I don't have much of an appetite right now."

I continued rubbing circles on her back, "At least drink some water."

She shook her head, "I'm not thirsty."

"I know, but you're going to dehydrate. Please just drink some water?"

She nodded her head and then I helped her sit up a little. I reached over and got the glass of water. Then I brought it to her lips. She reached out one hand and then drank half of the glass. I kissed her on her forehead and put the water back on the table.

"Try to get some sleep okay? I'm sure that you are exhausted."

I knew that she wouldn't be able to get much sleep tonight, but she did need her rest. I stayed up the entire night trying to let her have some rest. I knew that it was going to be hard for her to get through this, but I would help her.

Sorry if the whole, changing thing was a little odd, it just seemed funny, and this chapter needed some fun in it! So...12 reviews? PLEASE? Thanks for reading.