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Disclaimer:

Me: --skipping down the street singing—I don't own twilight. I don't own twilight. I don't own...TWILIGHT!

Reality: haha. You don't own Twilight.

Me: ­--ignores the stupid voice and continues skipping—

Reality: Shoot. I'm going to be out of a job because I can't make her feel like crap!

Chapter 11

He leaned down to my shoulder. He opened his mouth and I saw the venom in his mouth. He was about to suck the blood off of my shoulder and then bite me.

With my last bit of strength I whispered his name again.

"Edward..."

He looked up from my arm to my face. His face softened when he saw the tears in my eyes. Then I saw the anger he had in himself when he realized that he had almost bitten me.

That was the last thing I saw, and then everything went black.

I heard whispering.

Someone was saying something about the giant wolves in the forest.

I heard another person crying.

I opened my eyes. I could see white walls surrounding me. Then I heard a strange noise.

Beep.

Beep.

Beep.

I looked for the source of the noise. I saw it was one of the machines that measured your heart beat at hospitals.

Great. I was in the hospital again.

I looked around me again. I saw Carlisle talking to Charlie in the doorway to the room I was in. I saw Edward in the corner, sitting on a chair, with his head in his hands.

"Bella..." someone said to me. I turned around to see who it was.

It was Jacob.

"Jake...?" I said. I sounded like I was on drugs, which, I realized, I probably was. Painkillers.

"Hey Bells..." he said. He walked over to me and sat on the side of my bed. I looked over too see Edward look up. He made a move like he was going to stand up and make Jacob leave, but I narrowed my eyes at him. He nodded like he understood, and sat back down.

"I'm so sorry, Bells," Jacob said. I looked back at him.

" 'S kay Jake. You couldn't do anything to help it. 'S not your fault," I said, slurring all my words. I sounded like crap.

"Bella, I just...I feel so awful. I couldn't control myself, I hardly even remember hurting you at all. I wish you never had to see me like that, when the monster inside me gets out and I destroy anything in my path," he said. There were tears forming in his eyes.

"Now I know what Sam felt like. But at least he and Emily were in love, instead of like us. You hate me, we aren't even friends..." he said, and put his head in his hands and the tears overflowed from his eyes.

"Jake...I don't hate you," I slurred. "And you will always be my best friend, no matter if you hate my other friends or not.

Jake looked up at me. "I'm so sorry," he said as he leaned down and hugged me. I hugged him too.

That's when I saw my arm.

I gasped.

There was a thick red scar running all the way up it. I ran my fingers over it; it was raised up a centimeter or so. Then I moved back the sleeve of my hospital gown and looked at my shoulder. It looked the same, but with multiple, shorter scars.

I didn't no he had done this much damage to me.

"Jake..." I whispered. He had his head in his hands again, and when he looked up at me I could see his entire face was wet with tears.

"Can I see a mirror?" I asked. I'm sure he could barely hear me, I whispered it so quietly. But he got a mirror that was beside my bed and handed it to me. My hand trembled as I reached for it and moved it up so I could see my face.

When I saw myself, I gasped, and began crying. Edward rushed over to me then, and held me in his arms.

"Shhhh. Shhhhhhh, Bella, it's ok," he whispered as he stroked my hair. I sobbed into his chest.

I had a thick red scar running from my eye to the corner of my mouth. There was another that went from my hairline to the bottom of my cheek, and a third that ran from the corner of my nose, past the corner of my mouth, and down to my chin.

I looked just like Emily, only worse, because my scars didn't look as healed as hers did.

I sobbed into Edward's arms for what seemed like forever, with Jake standing right next to me with his hand on my undamaged shoulder. After a very long time, Carlisle and Charlie came into the room. Charlie's eyes were red and puffy, and I could tell that he had been crying too.

"Hey Bella..." he whispered as he walked over to me. Edward stood up and walked back over to the chair, and Charlie took his place, holding me in his arms.

"Everything will be ok, hun. I just talked to Dr. Cullen, and he said that the scars will heal," he whispered.

"Dad, they won't ever completely heal! Have you seen Emily! Her scars are still there, and she got attacked over 2 years ago by the wol—" I stopped suddenly. I almost told Charlie that Emily had been attacked by werewolves, just like I had. I knew that if I said that, Charlie would ship me of to a mental institute.

"Whats that, hun?" Charlie asked me.

"Nothing," I said, as I leaned my head on his shoulder again. Jake stood next to me, rubbing my back.

"Honey, I'm just very surprised with you. I told you not to go off into the woods alone because of the giant wolves, but yet, you did so anyway," Charlie said with disappointment in his voice.

I was confused. I didn't go off into the woods alone. Then I realized that must've been the story Edward told Charlie, that I had ran off into the woods by myself and had been attacked by the giant wolves.

Well, half of the story was right...

"I'm sorry, Dad," I said. "I didn't mean to disobey you."

Charlie looked up at me. "It's alright, Bella. I don't want you to feel bad about it, you must be in a lot of pain and I don't want you to feel even more."

"Thanks Dad," I whispered, and managed a smile. "Ow," I said as I did.

"Whats wrong?" Charlie asked, with worry in his voice.

"It hurts to smile. I guess I won't be able to show much emotion for a while, until the wounds heal more," I said. Charlie nodded at me.

"I'm going to go, Bella. Your mom is probably waiting my call. I told her that I would call her when you woke up." With that, he kissed the top of my head and walked out of the room.

"I'm going to go too, Bella," Jake whispered after Charlie was out of earshot. I turned around to face him. "I told Sam and the rest of the pack I'd tell them how everything turned out." He stood up and began to walk out of the room.

"Jake," I said right before he left. "Jake, am I going to see you again?" I asked him.

He didn't answer. He only looked down at his feet, and I could see pain in his eyes.

"You take care of yourself, Bella," he said, and he turned around and left.

I had lost my best friend again.

Then Edward stood up. He walked over to me and I moved over on the bed, so there was enough room for him to lay next to me.

"Bella..." he said as he tucked some hair behind my ears. "Why did you do that?" he asked me.

"Alice told me that she had a vision of the battle. The way she described it was awful. I thought that Jake would actually listen to me, but when I got to the middle of the circle with you, I remembered that he didn't have much control over himself," I said, feeling very stupid.

"Oh...Bella..." Edward said. I sat up, and he did the same. He took me in his arms, and began to rock back and forth.

"I thought I had lost you," he said. "I thought I had lost you, and I almost lost myself. I'm so sorry for what happened when I was running back with you. I almost hurt you, and for that, I'm eternally sorry. I don't know what I would've done if I would've hurt you. It would've—"

"Shhhh," I said as I put a finger to his lips. I didn't want him to talk about how sorry he was, it would make me feel even worse about the whole situation. "It's ok, Edward. What I did was stupid, what you did was stupid. Now we're even."

He opened his mouth like he was going to say something, but I put my finger to his lips again. He took my hand in his and kissed the back of my hand. I grinned.

"Ow!" I said. Edward chuckled.

"You forgot to show no emotion," he said with a grin. I tried to not laugh, but I did.

"Ow, ow, ow, OW!" I said. I slapped his arm. "Don't make me laugh!" I said.

"I'll try," he said. I managed to suppress a grin this time.

"Edward, what day is it?" I asked him.

"It's Tuesday, you were out for 2 days," he said. I was shocked. It seemed like it had only been a few hours.

"Edward, theres something else that confused me," I said. "When I saw you being surrounded by Jake and Sam, you weren't moving. You were just standing there, with your eyes closed. You weren't fighting back or anything. Why?"

Edward looked at me with sadness in his eyes. I didn't know why, until he said, "Well, I knew that if I tried to fight the wolves, I would be hurt. There were 2 of them against me, it wasn't a fair fight."

"Edward, you still should've tried! They would've killed you if I wouldn't have distracted them," I said, very angry that he had just given up like that.

"Calm down, Bella. That wasn't the only reason I didn't fight back."

"Then...what...?"

"Bella, I was going to fight back, but then I remembered something we talked about after we came back from Italy."

"What was it?" I asked.

"I remembered what you said about me killing your friend. And how I promised you that I wouldn't hurt him."

I looked at him with wide eyes. Then I remembered the conversation we had.

"Edward Cullen," I whispered. "Where you about to say 'killed him'? Were you?"

He looked away from me, staring into the rain. In front of us, the red light I hadn't noticed turned green and he started forward again, driving very slowly. Not his usual way of driving.

"I would try...very hard...not to do that," Edward finally said.

"Edward..." I whispered, "are you saying that you didn't fight back because you didn't want me to be upset because you killed Jacob?"

He didn't look up at me, he continued to look at our hands, intertwined together.

"Edward...?" I whispered again.

He slowly looked up at me. Then, although it was barely visible, I saw him nod.

I gasped. That was the most crazy, insane, stupid, idiotic...sweetest...thing he had ever done.

I threw my arms around him. He looked surprised.

"What's this for?" he asked.

"That was the most stupid, crazy, idiotic thing you've ever done, Edward Cullen," I said to him. He sighed, clearly very disappointed in himself.

"And I love you so much for doing that," I finished.

He pushed me back so he could look at my face.

"Isabella Marie Swan, I love you so much for saying that," he said. Then he leaned in and kissed me.

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, I love you too, and I don't know what I would've done if anything would've happened to you," I said, and kissed him again.

And then we sat there, together in my hospital bed. Me constantly gliding my fingers over the scars on my face (having them there was going to take a lot of getting used to) and Edward rubbing his ice cold fingers along the scar on my arm.

It reminded me a lot of when we were in Volterra, waiting to go back outside and return to the US.

It was like heaven, right in the middle of the chaos and suffering of hell.

Yay. I like this chapter. Now I know that seems like a good ending for a story, but don't worry, it isn't! I had a great idea for a fanfic and that's why I stared writing this, but that idea hasn't even been put into the story yet! It will be a lot longer, don't worry!

New user name (im gonna change it tomorrow): bellamente

till then--

dani