A/N: Kay so I do believe that I need to have an updating schedule, well i kind of do...what with the lack of chapters and the not updating on time. Well I had a very upsetting review that said and I quote "You write like a dead newt"...? i'm sorry but if I write like a "dead newt" I wouldn't be able to write at all...I'D BE DEAD!, incapable of feeling, moving, and hearing. Please be more specific, maybe a you suck just stop writing would do...no? or perhaps writing is not your destiny, just stop. Oh my god how did you know my future and what I plan on doing -cue sarcasm- Writing is probably the only thing that I love to do for fun, absolutely not looking for a future in it. You know what here is what I could do for my story perhaps a... omg sparkle sparkle Edward has diamond skin, that diamond is girls best friend is true HEHEHE! but wait tall dark handsome burly man has wolf ability, i like me some wolf...*sparkle sparkle* oh I wants sparkle, too distracting to give up...and there you have my dead newt writing of New Moon. You satisfied? was it dead newt enough for you? You know I will give it up if i'm honestly that bad but i've only just begun, there is more for me to learn, remember that. I hope I don't "dead newt" this chapter, wouldn't want to do that now would I?

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I couldn't because I write like a "dead newt".

BPOV-

"Bella!" I heard it but I couldn't answer, I couldn't move. I heard a heavy thump along with a dull smack. I hadn't realised it was me until I felt the dull ache in my head that began to make itself known.

"Bella...come on, you're scaring me" I heard the angel call to me but I couldn't see it's face, I couldn't for the life of me get myself to react. It was like my body was on lockdown. What just happened? was it all just my imagination? did it really just happen? I would like to think the latter. Even if my Mom died I couldn't-no-I wouldn't accept it, it's impossible. This can't be happening, it's all just a joke. Charlie will call any second and say "Haha! kiddo, just messing with ya!" but Charlie doesn't kid about serious things like this, he would most likely get mad if anyone ever tried to pull that off on him. I could probably sit on the floor all day and just try and kid myself that my mom wasn't dead but that would be ignorant, I cannot ignore the fact that my mom is gone. Never to hear her loving voice lullaby me to sleep again, willing my horrible nightmares away with her gentle caress. She's gone.

"Bella? please, wake up" I heard the concern but the sad in the angels voice made me feel guilty, I don't want the angel to be sad, a voice should never hold sadness.

I blinked up at a sharp light and winced at my actions, not the kind of thing one wants to wake up to. Where am I? I blinked out my blurry vision, I was met with a pair of sad green eyes.

"Edward?" I reached up to clear the frown his forehead that was making me nervous. Why does he look so sad, was it something I did?

"Bella, do you know what day it is?" he asked.

"September twenty, two thous-" his head shaking made me stop, was I wrong?

"No, it is October fourth, do you know where you are right now?" his face held an emotion that made me want to cry.

"A hospital?" I looked down and around to make sure I was, the hospital gown and sterile smell held that fact.

"Yes, do you know why your here?" his voice held no emotion when saying this.

"Cut it out with the doctor act, your scaring me" he looked down and took slow shaky breaths.

"What's going on? what happ-" I was cut off by everything from a few days flooding back to me, my mom.

I took a sharp intake of breath, she's gone. Edwards head flew up, worry spread across his face.

A heavy sob escaped my lips, she's gone.

A pair of arms brought me into their embrace, making me cry on their shoulder.

"S-she's g-gone..." it hurt more to say those words then to think them.

"Shhh, it's going to be okay...she isn't gone," he breathed into my hair.

"Wha-what?" the heavy weight that was in my throat lifted with the relief that I felt.

"It was just a misunderstanding, she's perfectly fine Bella, she's fine" I let it sink in and waited for my frantic sobs to subside.

"She's fine..." I tried the words out, they sounded right.

"Yes" that confirmation was all I needed, I trusted him.

I breathed a sigh of relief.

"Edward?"

"Hm..." he hummed on his place on top of my head.

"Thank you" I pressed my cheek to the side of his neck, feeling suddenly tired and drowsy.

"May I ask what for?"

"For staying with me" I smiled and succumbed to the heavy darkness of sleep.

Wow that was a energy drainer for me, but I hope this was set to a better view(hope it wasn't too dead newt for ya)

Haha I had "Misguided Ghosts" by Paramore on repeat for this whole chapter because it was like the only song that actually helped me throughout the whole chapter. I suggest you listen to it while reading this, it has that nice feel good mood to it.

Reviews are better than "Dead Newts".