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.

ChapterEight.

It had been two days. Two days since Charlie died, two days since I had felt happy, two days since I had left my room.

Basking in my own sorrow probably wasn't the best way to deal with his departure, but it sure was the way I wanted to deal with it right now. Renée was coming to Forks on Monday -AKA tomorrow- to discuss funeral plans. She was the only one -other than me- that Charlie had left.

Decisions, decisions and more decisions. So many choices that could depict my future, thrown at me by the pitcher on the field of life. Too bad he obviously didn't notice my lack of sports expertise.

Monday was the day of Renée's arrival, and Tuesday was quite possibly the day I learned to see as well. Charlie gave his eyes to me, and left me with four days to make the choice. Thanks, dad, I owe you one.

Perhaps the sarcastic side of me wanted to make me feel better. It was futile.

If I didn't get the transplant, it was back on the move to Florida to stay with Renée and Phil. I could almost picture the expression of hurt on her face, knowing I was back too ruin her childlike exposure to life. I didn't want to cause her unhappiness. Yet, I was scared of the surgery, rejection would never hurt so much.

As for any visitors over the days of loneliness? The only one willing to step foot in my house was Edward. He would try and talk me into walking, but I refused. I didn't say to words to him after the hospital and I felt terrible, but perhaps the scenario had finally sunk in.

One is definitely the loneliest number.

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I woke up hearing the sounds of rain on the window. It was light, but it felt louder than it had ever been in this empty house.

Having not slept in two days must've caused exhaustion to involuntarily take control over my body. It was one in the morning, and if it was possible, Dr. Cullen wanted my answer in approximately eleven hours.

I finally urged myself from the bed as I felt around for my closet, finding a sweater.

I had always loved the rain. Not for the wet, or the cold, just for the sound. Perhaps the rain had been calling to me? Or did my sanity finally leave? Well, one thing was for sure, I wanted to take a walk and clear my filled brain.

I felt my way towards the door and down the stairs, steps meaning nothing to me. Opening the door, the cool air pushed into my clothing and I shivered. The things I did for that overused brain of mine.

The beating of rain against the stairs activated my sonar hearing, and I could tell where most of the objects were.

'No fair sky, I am the one who feels like crying.'

My thoughts instantly overwhelmed me with sadness. Charlie was gone, there I was nothing I could do to change that. My tears blended with the rain on my face, as I continued away from the house.

'You left me to see, but what good is seeing?. It would only make me hate the world more.'

I was angry. Angry with everything in the past and present, and hated the unknown future.

I heard the gravel crunch against my feet, cringing I continued to walk down the driveway. My head began to protest as I grabbed the fence and walked along side it. Who was my head to tell me what to do?

I walked further until I heard the rustling of leaves on a tree. I could tell this was the same tree that was standing before I was born. It was large and comforting, in a strange way. I sat down, not even noticing the amount on moisture on my clothes.

It was time to put things into perspective.

Getting the eyes would mean a normal life, and having my vision repaired. It meant staying in Forks, being able to live on my own; it meant staying with Edward.

It was then I noticed I didn't need much more of a push. I had only known Edward for a short time, and already I wanted to stay with the vampire forever. Does that make me obsessive? No, I was merely in love with him.

I didn't fall for what ever he looked like, his charm and mannerisms caused my heart to flutter, and occasionally stop. So was that love?

I was never one for understanding that word. My parents weren't exactly the embodiment of understanding each other.

Achoo.

The sneeze knocked me from my thoughts as I noticed the rain coming down harder than ever.

How long have I been out here for?'

"Bella?"

So now I was dreaming. Just great.

"Bella, what are you doing out here?"

The velvet voice cut through to my senses, thank god for vampire-amazing-ness.

"Edward?"

"Bella, you're getting sick..."

"I am-" I started but another sneeze erupted from my body. "Fine."

"Bella, come on, you need to get back home..."

I scowled. It was one of my better skills at getting what I wanted.

"I don't really want to."

"It's three in the morning, it's pouring rain outside, and you're getting sick. Those seem like perfect reasons for me to take you home."

Touché.

I felt Edward grab my arm, and it was then I noticed that I must've been cold since his temperature didn't startle me.

I followed him with more of a sprint than a walk. I could her my shoes squish in the over soaked grass and was happy when we made it inside.

"Now, an explanation please?"

His voice was curious, angry and worried.

Maybe he thought I wanted to-? I would never take such drastic measures. Now, running away from my problems seemed to work well for the last two hours.

I suppose I just couldn't think straight in the house, and so I needed to run to find myself.

"I was putting things into perspective."

I coughed as Edward waited to continue.

"What things?"

"Oh I don't know. Maybe, what would happen if I didn't take Charlie's ever-generous offer of eyesight? I am not exactly capable of complete independence Edward."

"I thought you would be against the idea."

His voice was shocked, apparently my answer had surprised him.

"I was at first," I muttered taking my shoes off and heading towards the kitchen. "Then I realized a few things..."

"And those would be?"

I would've answered, but my teeth were chattering so much no coherent sounds would make their way through.

I merely motioned for him to give me a human moment, as I headed upstairs to change into some warm dry clothes, and perhaps take some Tylenol.

That moment had never seemed so long.

Walking back down stairs I was almost scared that Edward wouldn't be there. I listened for his soft breathing and when the sound reached my ears, I was relieved.

"Where were we?" I asked, hoping that, by a stroke of luck, he had forgotten my previous words.

"I believe, you were telling me your reasons for wanting to see."

Blast! Foiled again.

"Independence, I suppose. I mean, I make it through, but I've always wondered what it would be like to see the changes in the world, to see a person's face, to figure out their expression, to not have to worry about getting hit by a car when I cross a busy street."

The last one was meant to be a joke, but judging by his instant halt in breathing, I assume he took it to be true.

"Relax Edward, I've never been hit by a car...yet."

"That's not funny..." He muttered causing me to laugh.

He seemed so concerned.

"What is it with death that seems to intrigue you so much Bella?"

I shrugged not entirely sure of my answer.

"I've always wondered if a blind person could see in heaven."

"Perhaps it is time for the human to go to sleep."

His instant change in the subject aroused my suspicion, but who was I to argue with a vampire I couldn't win against?

I headed upstairs not paying attention to my footing. Fearing the fall I braced myself, only to be caught in the stone cold arms of my knight in shining armor.

"Thanks."

He didn't answer me, but I was sure he heard my words.

I walked in the familiar direction of my bed and crawled under the blanket, not noticing my body shivering.

"See you will be sick at this rate. That means no surgery."

Damn, I never thought of that.

"I won't get sick, besides ninety-nine percent of it is all in your head," I told him as I felt his cool hand brush my hair from my face.

This caused instant blush to appear on my cheeks.

"You humans are so fragile..." he muttered, probably without thinking since he instantly pulled his hand away.

"Edward?" I asked hearing his light footsteps stop at the doorway. "Tell Doctor Cullen I will go through with the surgery.

"Of course, sweet dreams Bella."

It was at the moment he left that I felt alone, more alone than ever.

Waking up the next morning left me with a headache. Blind people never usually dreamed, and if they did, they were in for one hell of a migraine.

Our brains had taken in every little sound that we had ever heard and somehow put words from every conversation we had ever had, all into the same dream. It was like having one giant flashback of every moment in your life.

I reached over to tap my clock when the ever robotic voice rang out-

Nine forty-seven AM.

Carlisle would be at work right?

I walked downstairs and felt along the wall for the land line. It was easy to verbally memorize the patterns of the numbers and had only made the odd mistake one in a while.

"Forks Hospital this is Allana speaking how may I help you?"

"Um, could you please transfer me to Doctor Cullen?" My voice was nervous.

"Could I please get your name?"

What was it again? Oh yeah-

"Isabella Swan."

"One moment."

Instantly the phone was taken over by demons from the bad-music underworld, and I hoped that I wouldn't be on hold long.

"Hello this is Dr.Cullen."

I hesitated to answer, but I finally gained the courage.

"It's Bella, Bella Swan."

"Oh, Bella, Edward told me this morning that your are going to go through with the surgery. All I ask is that you come for a pre-surgery check up tomorrow at one and we'll go over everything there."

"Okay sir."

Formality could save my life.

"Please, Carlisle is fine."

Or not.

"Thank you Doc- err, Carlisle, I'll see you tomorrow."

I hung up the phone and trudged back upstairs. I was now more nervous than anytime before. I wanted Charlie to be beside me, and in a way I guess he was going to be with me the entire way through surgery and after.

Brushing my teeth and my hair I felt along the top of the drawers for everything I needed. Thank Braille for his invention.

Opening my door I walked to sit on the edge of my bed. That's when I noticed the breathing coming from the corner of the room.

"E-Edward?" I asked and heard no reply. "I swear that better be you or I'll-"

"Relax Bella, it's just me," He stated and soon I felt his breath on my cheek.

So Edward was in my room. Okay, how long had he been here?

"Okay amazing vampire man, how long have you been in my room?" I demanded hearing his light chuckle.

"A while..."

I was displeased by this known fact. Oh no, please don't tell me he-

"You say the most interesting things when you sleep by the way."

Someone up there hated me.

"Oh god, what did I say?"

I hung my head in defeat and soon felt Edward back off a little, and I didn't like it.

"Nothing too horrible, just you miss your dad, and you hate the brown of Forks."

I sighed, nothing to-

"And my name."

"A lot?" I asked practically mortified.

"What do you mean by a lot?"

I could hear the smirk in his voice as I shook my head.

"Relax Bella, if I could dream, it would be about you."

Insert blush here. If my cheeks were red before, they had to be a purple color now.

"So you came back after you left..."

"Yes, I needed to drop the car off and talk to some people."

"Wait, how did you get here without a car then? If you say that you turned into a bat and flew here than I-"

I was interrupted as joyous laughter rang through the house. It was so angelic it was drawing me in.

"Like I haven't heard that before. I am sorry Bella, it's such an upsetting time and here I am cracking jokes."

"We have to lighten the mood somehow right? I was never one for depression."

I was trying to feel as happy as one could. I mean, did it sound evil that I was not crying my eyes out over Charlie still? I had spent two days crying, and frankly, I was sure dehydration was likely going to happen.

"You amaze me Bella swan."

"And you dazzle me Edward Cullen."

"Often?"

I am sure that the blush would now be permanently tattooed on my face.

"Whatever the case, how did you get here so fast?"

"I ran."

The nonchalance in his voice was unnerving.

"Wait, you ran? As in used your legs to come here? You vampires are so amazing..." my voice became a whisper near the end of the sentence.

"We're really not that amazing."

"Says the one who ran here, who is a vampire and who can SEE!" I retorted and could feel the annoyance coming off of him. "Oh, by the way, I called your father."

"And?"

"I go for a pre-surgery initiation thing, and then its under the knife I go."

"You seem upset, is it because of-"

"No, apparently standing out in the rain for two hours helped me understand where Charlie was coming from. It's just...you won't be able to be with me..."

'Okay I cannot believe I just said that. Bella, you are going to regret this.'

I was about to get up and leave seeing as there was no answer but the velvet tone to Edwards voice came through softly.

"You want me there with you?"

His tone held something that made my heart beat faster, admiration perhaps? Or amazement?

I nodded meekly wondering how stupid I looked.

"I...would like that."

I wanted to jump up and run around screaming. Edward wanted to be with me during surgery too, if it wasn't for the blood aspect it would be fine. Damn you human cell system!

"I know I can't really be there for you, finishing medical school twice I do have some background though, so I can be there in the beginning if you really want me to be."

"Of course silly vampire," I stated happily.

It seemed like a huge weight had been lifted off of my shoulders now that I knew Edward was going.

"Bella, would you like to join me for lunch?"

"You mean today?"

Okay stupidest thing ever.

"Of course."

I wanted to see the smile that I knew was on his face.

"Edward, I-"

I was cut short by the telephone as the noise blared through the house. Standing up with a sigh, I headed downstairs, and after seven rings, -with the person still on the phone- I knew who it was.

"Hello?"

"Bella! I was worried!"

What? Why was Renée worried?

Sarcasm was evil. Bad Bella!

"I was trying to call you earlier and-"

"Mom, I had a long night last night with little sleep. I probably slept right through your call, sorry." I stated with sincerity.

"It's all right Bella, although, you probably took years off of my life."

I laughed into the receiver, and I could hear Phil laughing in the background.

I could feel Edwards breathing and assumed he was standing behind me.

"So, you're coming tomorrow right?"

Renée was excited that I was getting surgery, probably more for her than me. I would now be the normal daughter she always wanted.

"You should tell her about me..." Edward whispered lowly into my ear.

"And say what?" I hissed, hoping my mother couldn't hear me.

"Well, telling them we're dating would be an easy situation."

Smooth Mr. Cullen, very smooth.

"Uh mom, you see I- Uh...well..."

"What is it Bella?"

I knew that Edward wanted to laugh. I was certainly getting that vibe from him.

"I am sort of seeing some one," I stated painfully, with no pun intended.

"Sort of?" She asked.

"Well see, he's the son of my doctor and-"

"Bella how old is he?"

Okay I could go with seventeen, or 105, though the latter would be funny, I didn't want my mom to lose more years off her life.

"Seventeen mom, can you wait till later to start the Spanish inquisition?" I asked as she laughed.

"Alright Bella, we'll be there tomorrow, talk to you later."

"See ya mom."

I hung up the phone and turned to Edward.

"Well are you happy?"

I placed a hand on my hip to add to the fact I was annoyed.

"Actually yes, cause I get to take the beautiful Isabella Swan to lunch."

"Of course you're taking me to lun- Hold on!"

He laughed and I playfully growled. Edward Cullen played dirty.

"I'll be back to pick you up at one!" He stated as I heard the door shut.

I growled walking upstairs to get ready.

One part of me was against the idea, I mean, I was a blind person who had just lost there father. To put it lightly I had more baggage than an airport complex. Yet, there was another part of me that was jumping with happiness that I would be going on a date.

I almost fainted when it hit me.

Two hours until my date with Edward. The Edward Cullen.

And I had nothing to wear.

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A/N: Hey guys. Thanks for sticking with me through these long updates, only one more week with a cast and I'll be back typing fast again. Thanks for all the constructive criticism and downright amazing reviews. You guys make me blush as much as Bella. Well hope you enjoy the chapter, we finally have some loving going on.

PS- A big thanks to Ali for Beta-ing this for me, without you my speeling is way off. lol