Before I start this I would like to thank everyone for reviewing! Also I would like to answer 95 of you's question…NO Bella did not just "get sick". She was under so much stress that her heart gave out…aka Heart attack…Enjoy!! I believe that this story is almost reaching its close…

EPOV

"She's dying." Edward cried, and raced towards the room. The followed directly behind him, bursting through the door.

"Bella, Bella don't leave me." He clutched her hand. Her eyes fluttered open.

"Emmett, this is your last chance to prove your words." Coughs cackled in her throat as her body vibrated with shivers. "I-I- love y-" Her eyes closed and I let out a tearing roar. Could I really do it? Could save her?

My brain wasn't functioning and I knew that there were only seconds left. "Edward, guard the door." I thundered and moved towards Bella. Her face was ashen and the color was draining from her eyes.

"You're not serious?" Edward stared at me, his eyes wide with panic.

"Yes. Now go." I ordered, and shoved him towards the door.

"No, I'm not letting that happen to her." He moved towards me.

"NOW is not the time for this." I moved closer to Bella's neck, taking in the freesia scent of her hair. "This is why she chose me over you." I sank my teeth into the side of her neck, letting in more venom, to take away as much pain.

"EMMETT!" Edward roared, diving towards me. I took Bella gently in my arms, she was twitching her face contorted in pain.

"STOP! STOP! MAKE IT STOP! EMMETT! HELP!" Bella's voice rang in my ears, louder than I thought possible. I knew we had to leave, I could hear a nurse thundering down the hall. I thought quickly and sent my thoughts to Edward. Say that she jumped out the window (it's ground level) grabbed my keys and left okay? Tell them that I followed her and that she woke up.

Edward scoffed, his face still serious. "Whatever." I could see the true pain and sacrifice behind the words. I leapt out the window and ran vampire speed towards the car.

"Bella Sweetie. Hold on. You're going to be okay…" She let out a low moan; at least it was better than her dead. I skimmed out of the parking lot, happy that the glass was tinted. I drove like a delirious- about-to-die girl would. I knew what I had to do and I hated it. Should I go home first or crash and burn the car? There wasn't much time I had to leave her somewhere.

"Jasper?" I quickly dialed my other brothers number.

"What Emmett?" His voice was annoyed; him and Alice were probably in the middle of something.

I need you to come pick up Bella right now. And I need to crash and burn my car. Okay? I need to go. Meet me by…" I looked at my surroundings. "At the forest bend a couple of miles away from our house." I hung up and let out a deep breathe. "B, I'm sorry!" I moaned.

"I HATE YOU EMMETT CULLEN! WHY DID YOU DO THIS? I WANT TO DIE!" Bella screamed, veering away from me.

"I'm sorry." I had heard from Carlisle that when in pain people could say very nasty things…but these things were probably true. "I'm sorry." I lifted Bella out of the car, though she was struggling away from me. What if she had actually wanted to die and she was testing me? But that couldn't be it…she wouldn't waste her dying words on a stupid test. I needed to leave her somewhere. I set her behind the trees outside of view. "Don't move Bella."

"GO TO HELL!" She shrieked, cold tears washing down her face. That's probably where I would end up. I rubbed my hand on the dashboard saying good-bye to my precious car…but I would pay the price. I gunned the engine and pressed down hard on the pedal. I drove past the trees banging up the car as much as possible. Finally I rammed into the largest tree in the vicinity. It tore the car in two. I stepped out and set the match on one of the seats. Everything went up in smoke. Now there was no evidence. I kept one piece…the part that said Jeep, setting it aside from the fire. My phone vibrated in my pocket.

"Hello?" I said hoarsely.

"I got Bella, go back to the hospital. You shouldn't be there. But what the hell's going on?" I clicked the phone shut. I had wasted too much time and the police would be looking for her now. I sped back on the street and made my way half way to the hospital. An idea formed quickly.

"9-1-1?" I questioned urgently, trying to put as much fright in my voice as possible… that wasn't too hard.

"State your problem please?" An operator said on the other line.

"Emmett Cullen?" A voice called from the other side. I turned slowly; wishing tears could line my face. I dropped the phone to the ground, letting it close in the process.

"Chief Cullen?" He hurried across the street; tears were streaming down his face. I knew this would be hard on him. He grabbed my shoulders roughly, trying to shake my frame, I let myself be shook, it felt right…and I wished it could hurt.

"WHERE IS SHE?" More tears came down.

I looked down, biting my tongue. "I don't know. She took my car." I looked down at the cement. Each tiny spec of dust could be seen.

"But…but…why?" I let out a huge sigh as he backed away from me. I wanted so much to cry.

"She's gone." I dropped to the ground on my knees. Putting my face in my hands. "She-she was dying and then she just ran." I dry sobbed, sobs built up in my throat.

"IIT'S ALL YOUR FAULT!" Charlie roared, his face now red. "WHY DID SHE HAVE TO GET IN WITH YOU CULLENS? WASN'T IT ENOUGH TO SEE HER BROKEN? THEN YOU WENT AND SCREWED HER TOO!"

I stood up, trembling with anger. "I'm sorry Charlie. I love her too. She drove towards the forest." HE aimed for my face, but I ducked out of the way. "I loved her more than you ever could."

"I loved her too…" He muttered angrily, walking away from me.

"Is that why you threw her out of the house?" I yelled after him. "Is that why you blamed her for Jacob Black leaving?" I walked slowly in the other direction…away from everything.

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