Hi everyone! I'm just gonna warn you now that I am NOT a very funny person. In fact I SUCK at telling jokes. Seriously I have no real sense of humor. I laugh at EVERYTHING! Sooooo... that's where you guys step in. I need good lines for my story that will make people laugh. I can't get any off of my friends because they don't like Twilight (Mouth hangs open in shock). Yeah... boo them! Shall I bitch slap all of them? I think I should...

Anyways, PM me and give me funny lines that you think the characters should say. Oh and NO SWEARING. Sorry guys. My dad checks my story for inappropriate language. Your funny lines can have "Damn" and "flippin'" and "bloody" and "ass" things like that. Example, "Damn the people who don't like us! They can bloody say what they like! They are all asses! Flippin' mental psychos..." That was something my friend said the other day because some stupid lasses, who I am sure, detest us were giving us dirty looks and I said something like "I think they are talking about us" and my friend just blurted that out. My friend has a dirty mouth. That's the cleanest bunch of phrases she's said in forever.

Anyway...I hope you get the gist of it.

Bella Swan my best bud says that I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT! THAT'S ALL STEPHENIE MEYER'S! SHE RULES! LOL!

I hope you enjoy this chapter!

Bella's POV

I felt the darkness creep through my body and the flaming inferno overpower me as Emmett said that one word. I collapsed in Edward's arms as he held me tightly. My body had given up. My body was letting the fire, the emptiness, the darkness engulf me and torture my mind and body.

It was winning.

I was losing.

And I accepted it with open arms, no matter how much it hurt.

In the darkness that had overpowered me there was a glimmer of hope. A blurred, distant, God-like face, that had piercing green orbs.

I could only faintly hear the party's booming music. And I could hardly hear the frantic voices around me.

I could pick out certain words, but not whole sentences.

"Bella!" I heard; it was a panicked distant whisper to me. I heard something about "upstairs" and "room" but that was all. It was meaningless to me right now. I was covered in raging fire that licked at the very core of my being. That ripped apart my soul. And made the void in me grow.

Who would have thought that one little word could make me like this. I feel so powerless against this torturous haze of burning. I don't know how much longer my body can take it.

I just want to give up.

NO! A fierce snarl came from the back of my head.

Why shouldn't I give up? I questioned harshly back, There's nothing left for me!

Your wrong...The voice whispered back to me.

I decided to name the voice "Newton", because this voice was annoying just like him. I knew that the voice was "Reasonable Bella" but I would never admit that. I knew it, but I would not admit it.

How am I wrong? I asked icily.

Alice, Rose, Emmett, Jasper...Edward, Newton said the names pointedly, emphasizing the names. But when Newton said the Edward's name, Newton said it softly and knowingly. I cringed at the thought of Newton being right.

Newton is getting a new name...

"Reason"?

Yeah, that sounds weird but it fits.

See what I mean? When you hear those names, you start to believe. You started to believe me, well you. Reason whispered thoughtfully and confidently.

Thank you Reason. Sorry for calling you Newton. God! I'm a loony! I'm having conversations with myself, and giving the other voice a name! I really need to sort my life out.

Edward can help. Reason mumbled. Ugh! There I go again with the name!

Reason – ugh – had a point. I felt like I had started to heal, seeing Edward again. Don't get me wrong, his adopted brothers are important to me too, but Edward...there's something there. Something that deeply connects us. I think...it's hard to tell.

Reason – ugh – had given me reasons. Ha! I had to laugh at that...pathetic. I'm only laughing in my mind!

I tried desperately to fight the darkness and the flames. I tried to grasp any escape I could find that would help me find my consciousness.

I thought about all the important people in my life. Emmett, Jasper and Edward were back into the equation. I'd known them since I was three. Since they had come back into my life, they are now definitely important to me. They always have been.

Especially Edward. Reason snickered.

Shut up! I shouted. Okay this is getting weird. I need to stop thinking up conversations in my head. Stupid subconsciousness.

"Bella? Bella are you there? Wake up." The voice was close and I could hear the sobs erupting from the person and nearby people sobbing quietly too.

"Bella?" The voice again. It was velvety smooth and sounded really familiar. I wracked my brain for the voice. Then it came again.

"Bella? Can you hear me..." A sob interrupted the person, "Bella?" It's a tortured, pain filled whisper that cuts me like a knife. That's when I suddenly recognize the voice.

"Edward?" I found my voice! Even if I sounded raspy and my voice cracked a bit.

I tried so hard to find my eyes; to let myself see the God that was crying for me.

I didn't like it when he cried. It hurt me. And I'm sure, that, Edward will be looking at me right now with a tortured and torn expression. Like he was burning. Just like me. I hate it.

Edward should not be on fire! Not like me! It's so wrong. He should not feel my pain!

I fought furiously against the fire and darkness. I needed to show Edward that I was okay. Show my friends and family that I was fine. The burning now was just a mild sting that I can fight.

After a while of fighting, I felt myself break through the haze that engulfed me. I could feel my body again. I could feel my eyes. Then I heard a whisper, "Bella?" It was broken. It was Edward.

My eyes fluttered open slowly. The lights in the room were blinding me. I had to blink a few times so my eyes would focus on something.

Edward's POV

3:46am. Approximately seven hours and fourteen minutes since Bella collapsed and fainted.

I lay beside her, on my bed, holding her hand and praying that she will respond to my pleas again.

She had said my name once, about three hours ago. She has not responded since.

I felt myself being torn apart. Being burned by unknown forces. I can't stand to watch Bella this way. She looks so fragile. Like a soap bubble that could pop at any second by the slightest of touches. I hold her hand now to remind myself that she is here, and she has not popped like the soap bubble she is.

All of these emotions. What were they? Sorrow? Regret? Pain? Concern?...Love?

No it can not be love.

I look over to the angel. Her face is scrunched up in pain. I can't bear it. I have to try something!

"Bella?" I asked. My voice sounded broken to me.

Bella's hands started to twitch, then gradually began to curl into fists the relax again. A glimmer of hope was ignited in me. I watched in anxiousness as Bella's body twitched, tense then relax.

My eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of movement on Bella's face.

My eyes darted to watch as her angelic face began to relax from the pained expression. Her eyes began to flutter as her eyes slowly but surely opened.

She blinked a few times – probably due to the amount of light in my bedroom – trying to focus her eyes. I tried to lock my eyes with hers as she came back to reality.

Bella, please look at me, I begged in my head. And as if she had heard me, her depth less chocolate brown eyes locked with mine.

A weak but dazzling smile appeared on her face as she saw me. I had to smile back.

"Edward, I'm okay."

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