A/N: In the span of two weeks after reading Twilight I have passed on the obsession to two more. One is going to start her own fanfiction here too, so watch for my lovely Christina who saves orphan kids named Francesca one quarter at a time.

I know I was staying in the order of the CD, but I'm switching these two tracks since they will fit the chapters a bit better, especially with their lyrics. Is that a bit of foreshadowing? Yes mam'

Disclaimer: Linkin Park wanted to let you all know that even though I like them, they came up with the lyrics, chapter titles, and title first. Bitches. And second, S. Meyer's may be my second idol (JKR will always be my first) she still refuses to hand over the rights to Twilight, Bella, the beautiful Edward, and all the other characters to me.

3. POINTS OF AUTHORITY

Forfeit the game

Before somebody else

Takes you out of the frame

And puts your name to shame

Cover up your face

You can't run the race

The pace is too fast

You just won't last

The walk to the parking lot was worse than it should have been. It would have been bad just walking next to him, his body hard and set in the direction of the car, his eyes refusing to look my way. However, since luck is never on my side, the walk was worse, much worse.

I left the office looking at my shoes, hiding my features with my hair to avoid drawing attention to anyone else that was standing out in the parking lot. The hair didn't work though because I suddenly heard my name being shouted across the parking lot. I ignored it. This wasn't the time to talk to anyone, but there was the pitter-patter of steps and Jessica was standing in front of me with a jubilant smile.

"So how did your meeting go? Did the lady just freak when you told her you weren't planning to go to college?" Jessica was smiling, ready to take in all gossip. I on the other hand shifted nervously, feeling Edward's glare.

"Er- yeah, she tried to convince me to still go," I answered only out of politeness. I could see in her eyes she wanted more information, more gossip to spread around the school, but right now was not the best time for that.

"Come on Bella, let's get you home," Edward stated, grabbing hold of me by the wrist and dragging me away from Jessica. She gave a wave before running off to Mike who was standing by his car.

"Edward, let go," I stated with gritted teeth as people watched us walk through the lot. He didn't though. Instead his anger overtook him just that much more and his granite grip tightened around my wrist tightened painfully.

"Edward, stop!" I pleaded only loud enough for him to hear me, trying to keep my breathing even as the tightness around my wrist began to sear with pain and my fingers go numb from lack of blood flow. My eyes started to water as I bit my lip trying to concentrate on something else but the pain.

"Edward you're hurting me!" I cried out finally and as quick as lighting, he let go of my wrist. He stopped walking and so did I, turning to face each other, my eyes brimming with tears I wouldn't let fall. Though his eyes stayed black, his expression weakened as he realized what he had been doing.

"Bella I'm..." he started to apologize, but I shook my head. I didn't want to hear it, not when he wouldn't hear me out about my college decision.

"Just take me home," I demanded walking to the passenger side of his car and getting in as he still stood there watching me. There was a moments pause as I bulked my seatbelt, watching Edward through the rearview mirror, that I felt time stop. A simple of second or two where my heart stopped beating and the need to breath wasn't necessary.

A beat later Edward entered the car and I felt queasy.

His scent seemed to consume my entire being more than usual as he started the car. It was sickly strong, making my head go dizzy. I coughed into my hand, while looking out the window, away from him. Ignoring him, ignoring the illness and fatigue that was suddenly hitting me.

"How long has Jessica known?" Edward asked with a voice trying its best not to shake with both fear and anger. As he spoke the air seemed to thicken. I had the urge to open the window, but the trees were rushing by so quickly I knew the air would sting from the speed Edward was traveling.

"Saturday night, at my party," I said blandly. If I threw up in his car would he care? He barely seemed to notice I was suddenly becoming increasingly ill. I looked at him through my hair and noticed he was watching. So he did know, I could just tell by the look he was giving me, but he was still unable to push aside the anger.

"So you decided to tell her before me then?"

"No, it just slipped," I groaned, "Why aren't you taking me home?" For how fast we were going I knew I should have been home by now.

"I need to drive, relax," Edward confirmed that he had questions I was going to have to answer before I was released from his custody and anger. "What the hell were you thinking Bella? You think I'd be okay with knowing you didn't apply to college? And all because of me?"

"Yes, no, I dunno- I want to go home," I rambled getting angry with myself for thinking I could pull off this lie, with him for treating me like a child, for refusing to turn me, and at this sickness that was clogging my thoughts. I could feel the burning sensation of angry tears at my eyes. "I just wanted to be with you!"

"There are other ways to be with me Bella! There are colleges near by you could have gone to, I could have attended with you!" He declared and I shook my head.

"Not like that! I just wanted to be with you- forever! Forever forever! Not this human forever! I don't want to go to college! I'm tired of knowing every day I get older and I'm one day closer to never having you again!" I was crying now. He didn't seem to care for the first time since he had met me. I didn't believe he didn't care, I couldn't. He was just... acting different.

"That doesn't excuse that fact that you lied to me! Lied Bella! After all those times I thought you being honest with me, that you were doing college applications, you were lying! And then you tell Jessica before me? What am I supposed to think Bella?"

"I don't know!" I cried, harder sobs now starting to hit me, "I just wanted to be with you! I thought it'd make you see that you're more important than all of this!"

"BY LYING TO ME!"

"No! By giving it all up for you! Being with you is more important that all of that! And if you turned me-" I was crying so hard that my cheeks had puffed out and I was choking on my words. The dizziness was making the entire world spin and as I heaved my breaths to tell him about how I could always go to college after he turned me, I smelt it.

I could smell it before I felt it. The rusty smell that makes my entire mind go faint, the need for my eyeballs to roll back in their sockets. The slight trickle worked its way out my nose and onto my upper lip. Reaching up to touch the warm sensation that clashed with the tears, I pulled my hand away from my nose to see my fingers covered in red.

Nose bleed.

The car went silent; Edward's breathing had stopped. I suddenly looked at him, aware of the seriousness of this. His eyes gleamed a fresher and harder black than I had ever seen before. I couldn't move. My body was stiff and taunt with fear. Only my eyes could move.

Edward's eyes. Wetting of his lips. The clock turning to the next minute. A car honk behind us. The speedometer. 155 mph. A tree.

"EDWARD!" I screamed as I saw the tree approaching so quickly that my entire being froze. We were going to hit it dead on.

Edward broke out of his trance, turning the wheel to the right, sending the car spinning on the slick roads. I became sick with dizziness and fear. A hard thump and shaking overcame my, loud crashed as the driver's side smashed into the tree. I screamed for Edward, I knew I did before my chest slammed into my seatbelt and I was lost for air. My head banged against the window, glass shattered everywhere. The air bag deployed and I could taste blood now.

"Edwa-edward," I breathed trying to stay conscious. My vision was blurring. I could see him and then... then he was gone. "Edward? EDWARD!" My voice cracked into a yell as the blurriness of shapes started becoming one big blob then fading to black.

There was a shrill noise of sirens. I was moving. Edward? No, no. Pins and needles, bruises and, maybe, if I heard correctly, concussion and internal bleeding. No, stop. Make the dark stop!

It did and there was light. The fresh bright smell of flowers or clothes right out of the dryer. I could feel a slight breeze through my hair. So much light, so much brightness. And yet no angel. Edward? Where was my Edward?

And suddenly, with one gasping breath, darkness engulfed me and I was shrouded into a heavy sleep, void of any angels or devils.

(A/N: I would really love your comments on this chapter. Sorry it took awhile. My AP's start this week and I have been studying harder than ever. 12 MORE DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT!

Hearts,

Fran))