Summary: My name is Bella. I am your average girl, with average brown hair and eyes. Yet I suffer from your not so average disorder...I am blind.

Disclaimer: I do Not Own the Twilight characters

Parings: EdwardxBella, RosexEmmett, AlicexJasper

Warnings: Language, and Bella OOC...cause she's blind.

Unseen, Yet Believable.

Chapter Three.

I hate the snow. And yet, here I was having to live in a place where snow was common.

The minute I stood outside waiting for Charlie, I could feel the soft flakes making sure they were known as they attached to my hair. I could feel the crunch of their brothers and sisters under my feet as he led me towards the cruiser. As long as he parked in the same spot, I was practically able to get there by myself.

The ride wasn't near as smooth as it once was on the way to school,

"Dad, will you drop me off on the sidewalk, I can make it too school from there," I asked not sure of that his overprotective reaction was going to be.

"Bells-"

"Come on dad, its practically straight all the way to the main doors. Beside's it looks like me being able to walk to school will be postponed."

I heard him sigh in defeat and joined in with him. Stupid wet fluffy flakes were putting a damper on my already unhappy mood.

The car slowed as he put his hand on my shoulder.

"Be safe Bells."

He was saying that like it was a challenge. Oh who was I kidding, I was a magnet for anything dangerous.

"See you later dad," I stated as I climbed out of the stuffy car.

Charlie's concern made me feel somewhat surprised but hey, I wasn't one to argue.

I made my way across the parking lot quite quickly since the crunch of the snow was starting to give me a headache from hell.

That's when I heard it. The terrible screech of tires losing traction against the road. My head shot towards the noise, that's when visions from my days of seeing made their way into my thoughts.

I waited for the impact of the hard metal agains't my body. Instead, however, I felt a gust of wind and soon felt a body hanging over me with a vehicle lying on top whoever had just appeared out of thin air.

My breathing was ragged as I tried to calm myself down. My head had managed to hit the ground hard enough to make a migraine appear.

"Bella!"

Was Edward the one who saved me?

That's when another shock hit me. My sunglasses were no longer covering my defective eyes.

I lowered my head like a coward, until I realized it hurt a little bit more than a scratch.

"Bella are you all right?" The velvet voice asked me yet again.

"I am fine," My voice sounded weak and scared.

I tried to sit up but I realized that Edward's iron grasp was holding me in place. I struggled against him and I was certain I heard a low laugh escape his throat.

"Be careful, you hit your head pretty hard."

He was right about that. The minute I tried to sit up the pain had become almost unbearable.

Even though it hurt to think, something was very much out of place.

When the vehicle was coming towards me, I heard the screech, and no one near me screamed, then there was a big gust of wind, and all of a sudden I am in the stone arms of Edward Cullen. There was no way this was just a coincidence.

"How-" I started almost backing out. "How did you get over here so fast?"

"What are you talking about Bella? I was here the entire time." His words were holding a nervous tone.

Having only been able to communicate through the way of speach, I was able to pick out a lot of subtle tones in a person's words. So much so, that I was almost positive that Edward was lying.

I heard the footsteps of people running towards us when a random voice told us not to move.

I obliged and stayed perfectly still in Edwards arms, a thought that made my heart rate increase.

"Get Tyler out of the van!"

Wait a second, Tyler Crowley was the one who lost control? I wondered if he was okay.

I really wanted to get up, but Edwards' cold hand (in a way the same type of odd coldness as Dr. Cullen) pushed me down.

"Stay put for now."

He had just saved me from getting squashed by two tons of steel and wasn't hurt at all? What was going on.

"It's cold," I complained, hoping that he might let me up. I heard him chuckle under his breath as I scowled.

There was more than one reason I wanted up. My sunglasses were probably smashed to smithereens and so this was going to be the day the school found out I couldn't see, and I didn't want to cause a big scene.

"You weren't near me," I muttered.

"Yes I was," His words were hard as I shook my head.

"I would've sensed you in someway if you were that close," I retorted.

I was blind, not stupid.

"Bella, I was standing with you and pulled you out of the way."

I couldn't see what he looked like, but judging by the words, he was trying to convince himself as well as me.

"No." I clenched my teeth.

"Please Bella," His tone was a lot like Charlie's when he was trying to hide something.

"Why?" I demanded.

"Trust me," he pleaded using his dazzling tone once again.

I found this extremely unfair.

I could hear the siren's now.

"Will you explain later?" I asked trying to dazzle him, I wondered if it was working.

"Fine," He snapped.

"Well fine." I replied just as harsh.

Hearing the voices it took at least six EMT's and a few teachers to shift the van off of us. Edward had somehow managed to refuse the use of a stretcher claiming he was fine. However when I tried to do the same, that traitor told them about me hitting my head, and therefore I was strapped to the gurny and my neck was placed in a brace.

"How are you sweetie?"

Ugh. Sweetie? Sheesh.

"Fine," I muttered to the EMT slightly annoyed.

"Bella!"

Great, of course Cheif Swan would know instantly that his visually impaired daughter had almost gotten smashed by a van. Now I had to be worried about him having a heart attack.

"I am completely fine dad," I muttered as I heard him ask one of the EMT's if I really was okay.

That's when something else made my imagination wander.

When I had placed my hand on the vehicle to help myself up. I could feel the distinct dent that somehow matched the form of someones shoulders. Almost as though my saviour had braced himself against the metal beast with enough force to bend the frame. Boy was he going to have a lot of explaining to do.

I felt absolutely ridiculous as they unloaded me into the hospital. I was also angry that Edward was probably walking through the doors freely with no one having to help him.

Apparentely they unloaded me from the stretcher in the ER as the nurse introduced herself.

I nodded to her questions, and when she was finally gone, I tore the neck brace off and tossed it towards what I hoped was under the bed.

I soon heard another group of people enter the room when a familiar voice rang out.

"Oh Bella I am so sorry!"

That was Tyler's voice.

"I thought I was going to kill you! I was going to fast and I couldn't stop and-"

"Don't worry," I shrugged. "You missed me."

"But how did you get out of the way so fast?"

Damn.

"Edward pulled me out of the way," I stated as the nurses fumbled around with some stuff.

I assumed they were cleaning Tyler's injuries. Just how bad was he?

"Who?" He asked confused.

"Edward Cullen, he was standing next to me," I stated as truthfully as I could. I was a horrible liar, but perhaps Tyler was too drugged up to notice.

"Well, that's lucky," He muttered.

I knew what had happened had nothing to do with my imagination.

After what felt like twelve hours in the X-ray room. I told them there was nothing wrong, and it turned out I was right. I hadn't even recieved a concussion. However, they were more concerned about the shock aspect, especially since I was scheduled for surgery tomorow.

I had asked the nurse if I could leave, but apparentely that was out of the question. Not only was a growing tired of the hospital smell, but Tyler's constant apologizing and questions about my eyes, were making my head hurt worse.

I guess my eyes had closed due to the boring questions, that was until I heard the familiar musical voice.

"Is she sleeping?"

I felt something apply pressure at the foot of my bed, and I assumed it was him leaning on it.

I wasn't sure what type of expression was on my face, but I was sure that it was matched by a blush.

"Edward, I am really sorry," Tyler began.

"Hey, no blood no foul," Edward replied, as I felt him move closer towards the top of my bed. "And the verdict is?"

"Nothing is wrong with me," I whined, which slightly surprised me. "How come you aren't strapped down like the rest of us?"

He laughed that musical laugh, and for a moment I had forgot that I was even angry.

"It's all about who you know," He stated when I realized that his dad probably saved him from this torture. "But don't worry, I came to spring you!"

My saviour.

I felt someone else enter the room and felt Edward move away from my bed.

"Ah, Miss. Swan!"

So he was an opthamologist and a regular doctor as well...amazing.

"Please tell me I can go home?" I begged when he laughed.

"Everything from your X-rays is fine, but your eyes are what I am worried about."

I hated my eyes so damn much.

"I can't see now, and I couldn't see before so what's the problem?" I muttered knowing that Edward was probably wondering why he saved the blind freak.

"Well, for the surgery to go through without a hitch, it's best that the body isn't under any stress, and after what happened to day I am afraid, we will have to push back the surgery and wait for another donor."

I am sure that my face had developed a frown. Charlie was excited to finally have a daughter who could see, and I just ruined that.

"Do I really have to wait?" I asked in a low whisper, and was surprised when Dr. Cullen heard me.

"It would probably be in your best interest."

I nodded my head.

"As for leaving though. You are free to go, just take some tylenol for the pain."

"It doesn't hurt that bad," I faked.

"Well I'd say you were quite lucky." His voice held a smile.

"Yes lucky, Edward, was standing next to me," I retorted and I could've sworn both of them stopped breathing for a moment.

"Oh, well...yes."

I felt the doctor move away from my bed.

"However Tyler here is going to be staying with us a little bit longer."

The way he so abruptly stopped made me realize something. The doctor was in on the scheme with Edward.

I pulled myself up as I felt a cool hand take mine.

"I'll help you oustide."

I nodded and followed him.

"Can I talk to you for a minute?" I hissed under my breath as Edward stopped.

"Your father is waiting-"

"I'd like to speak with you alone, and right now seems quite fine to me," I muttered stubbornly.

He gripped my hand again and soon I felt myself running to keep up with him.

"What do you want?" He asked angrily.

"An explanation would suffice," I managed to counter.

"I saved your life, I owe you nothing."

I almost shivered at how cold his words were.

"You promised!"

"Bella you hit your head, and besides you couldn't even see me-"

"So, just because I am blind means I can't understand anything. I may have hit my head, but I know for a fact that you weren't beside me. You ran, or something, cause there was wind, and all of a sudden you were saving me from turning into road kill Edward!"

My temper was flaring.

"What do you want from me Bella?" He asked his voice still hard, yet it seemed not as cold.

"The truth. If I have to lie for you I'd like to know the circumstances."

"What do you think happened?"

That was hardly a fair question.

"I can't explain. It's like one minute I am about to be squashed, then your on top of me saving my life. Then when I pulled myself up, I could feel the dent's in the front of the van, almost as if-"

"So your saying I lifted the van off of you?"

I nodded meakly clenching my jaw.

"Nobody will believe you, you know that right?"

I shrugged.

"I never planned to tell anyone."

I could almost hear a gasp of surprise.

"Then why does it matter?"

"I don't like to lie Edward."

"You lie about your eyesight," he challenged.

"It's not a lie. I know I am blind, and there is little I can do to fix that, but I don't lie about it, I mearly hide it," I stated.

"Can't you just thank me and leave it at that?" He asked.

"Thank you," I said with a smirk.

"You're not about to let this go are you?"

"Nope."

Yes. I had won.

"Then enjoy the dissapointment,"he stated.

Crap.

I can't believe he wouldn't tell me. I hated always being left in the dark.

"Tell me why...why did you save me?" My voice was frigid.

I heard him stop walking.

"I don't know." He whispered as I sighed.

"Bella!" Charlie called.

"I am fine dad," I replied. "But as for the surgery..."

"I know, Dr. Cullen told me."

I lowered my head.

"It's not your fault Bells. We can try again. Your still on the donor list."

I nodded as once again the familiar scent of the cruiser found it's way to my nostrils.

"Uh, Bells, you're gonna have to give Renée a call."

I gasped.

"You told mom!"

"Sorry," He muttered as we reached home.

Sure enough, I was sure my mother was going to have an aneurysm. She was crying and kept telling me how scared she was. I didn't know what to do, but listen and tell her I was okay. In a way my bad karma had caused it but what would people say if I told them it was my bad luck that almost got me killed?

Not only was my mother upset, I had at least fifteen different phone calls from people at school. Not only questioning my safety, but the fact of why my eyes were so foggy.

I sighed.

Tomorow was going to be one hell of a long day.

As for the last few hours before sleep consumed me, I was being consumed by thoughts of Edward Cullen.

I couldn't figure out why he made my heart skip a beat. Why he had even bothered to save me ( he gave superman a run for his money), was beyond my ability to understand.

I wanted so badly to know why and how he had taken on that truck of steel, and as I lost to my sleep, my dreams were filled with none other than Edward Cullen.

pOpOpOpO

A/N: Wow. I was surprised at how many people were like 'Gasp! Don't let her see!' and it amused me greately. In fact I wasn't planning on her getting her sight back so soon anyways so you guys are safe there.

This chapter was hard to write because it's where she get's suspicious of Edward because of what she 'sees' and unfortunetely, she can't see. So trying to build evidence through touch and hearing was a hard secnario to put together, so if it sucked, forgive me.

Also a big thanks to the reviewers, you guys are great.

Ciao.