Bella's POV

"Jasper, what do you think its like in heaven?" a thirteen-year old me asked, lying on the grass looking up to the sky, while Jasper was laid down next to me, with one hand behind his head, and the other resting on his stomach.

"I have no idea. Why?" he asked, also looking at the sky. I shrugged my shoulders.

"I don't know. Whenever I look up at the clouds I always think that, that's what heaven looks like. Then, I think about all the people who have died and gone to heaven. I bet its peaceful, and very beautiful." I mumbled on and on.

"I guess." Jasper shrugged. Looking away from the clear blue sky and towards me. I looked back.

"Jasper, do you believe that thee is a heaven?" I found myself asking.

"No." he said simply.

"Why not?"

"I don't know. Its like I have to see it to believe it. I don't know if its really there or not. I would have to die to find out, and I don't want to die so young." he said.

"Makes sense." I said after awhile.

"But I bet its beautiful." I added.

My eyes opened, causing my dream to drift away.

"Isabella?" someone asked. My eyes snapped towards a good looking man in a white coat.

"Where am I?" I asked, looking around, noticing that I was attached to machines, and in a hospital-… oh.

"Your at a hospital." he said, then began to scan something that was on his clip board.

"Miss. Swan, when was the last time you've eaten a good meal?" he asked, not looking at me.

"This morning." I lied. He then looked at me, and gave me a look that knew I was lying.

"Isabella-"

"Its Bella." I cut him off.

"Bella," he paused, giving me a sad smile, "Do you know why you are here?" he questioned. I just shrugged me.

"No, but I suppose your about to tell me."

"Bella, you had a panic attack in the girls washroom. Are you suffering from anxiety, depression?" he asked, slightly over-whelming me.

"What?" I asked dumb-founded.

"Bella, we believe that you are suffering from depression, resulting in lack of interest in food, speaking, sleep. Loosing interest in things, like you favourite hobbies, spending time with friends, homework?" he asked.

"I'm not depressed." I stated angrily.

"Miss. Swan, I have spoken to you friends, and your father and each have expressed to me their concerns about you." he said, looking over some notes on his clip board.

"Are you asking me if I'm suicidal? That I have an eating disorder!" I yelled angrily.

"Please, we just want to figure out what's wrong with you-"

"Nothing is wrong with me!" I snapped.

"Bella?" I heard a familiar voice say behind the door. Then in walked my father, Rose, Emmett and…. Jasper?

"God Bella, your okay!" Rose said, running over towards me and giving me a big hug. But I never noticed. My eyes were only watching Jasper.

"What is he doing here?" I found myself asking, noticing Jasper's eyes switch from relieved to hurt.

"He's called the ambulance." Emmett said.

"I don't care. I asked why he's here." I said hard.

"He's been here the whole time Bella." my father said, looking a little angry. He wasn't the only one.

"Why?" I demanded towards Jasper.

"Because I care about you Bella. I thought you were dead." he said, I could tell the tension in his voice meant that he was hurt, knowing what I was meaning when asking why he was here. He knew I knew he didn't really care, but he was only here out of guilt.

"You feel guilty. But I don't need your pity, so you can just leave." I said stubbornly, crossing my arms across my chest, and looked away from him. Sure it was immature, but hey, give me some slack, I'm the one who's in the hospital.

I heard him take a step forward which made me look at him again.

"Come on Bella, you know that's not true." he said. Everyone watching what I was about to say next, but I didn't say anything.

"Can you stop being stubborn for one second and actually listen to me when I say I care about you! You're my best friend, and I hate that we're fighting, dammit! I already explained everything to you, but now we're here. Bella, you need help! What your doing it isn't healthy-" he said after a while, but I cut him off, looking at my dad pleading him with my eyes, but commanding him with my voice.

"Make him leave." I said, but my dad didn't do anything. Angrily, I looked at Emmett.

"I don't want him here." but Emmett just looked down at his shoes. I let out a frustrated growl and looked at Rose.

"Please, I don't want him near me anymore."

"I think we should give Bella and Jasper some privacy." Rose said, looking at me pointedly, before grabbing Emmett's hands and walked out of the room, followed by the doctor. My father seemed unsure, but by the call of his name from Rose outside the door, he was gone.

It was just me and him now.

"Bella-"

"Look I'm tired, so I'm going to sleep." I said stubbornly, before lying back a little more, then leaned on my side facing away from him and closed my eyes.

"Jesus, why are you doing this to me!" he shouted frustrated, then next thing I knew he was in front of me, angrily.

"You know why." I said harshly.

"Yes, but I've explained myself, and still, you hate me." he said.

"What do you expect Jasper!" I shouted as loud as I could, sitting up now.

"I don't know. I thought okay, so your mad, but you'd forgive me once you found out my reason. But no! Its like you don't even care." he said.

"Of course I care you big idiot." I said.

"Doesn't seem like it." he said, straightening up. Silence filled the room.

We just stared at one another, not daring to say a word.

All you could hear were the beeps from the machines, the foot-steps from outside of the room, and the sound of our heavy breathing.

"I can't believe you just said that." I finally said. Taking notice that I was now crying.

"What do you expect from me. I apologized numerous times, I explain myself, and try to show you I do care, but you won't even listen." he said, his voice filled with hurt.

"You don't care." he added.

"I care, more then you realize." I whispered, barely even audible, but I knew he heard me.

"Then why won't you forgive me!" he snapped.

"Because Jasper you broke my heart!" I spilled, the tears now falling fast down my face.

"I love you!" I shouted.. Sobbed.

He looked taken back. His eyes went wide, and his mouth slightly open as in shock.

"What?" he asked, after a few seconds.

"I love you." I sobbed.

"Bella, I-" he tried to say.

"No! I don't want your pity. I love you, and that's that. I love you, and I know I shouldn't because you're my best friend and all. I didn't mean to fall for you, but it just happened, and I'm sorry." I sobbed some more.

"Bella, please-" he tried to speak again but I cut him off, not wanting him here anymore.

"Just leave Jasper." I said softly, sounding out of breath.

And to be honest, I was extremely exhausted at this point, and right now I didn't want to deal with this anymore and just sleep.

"Just listen-" he said moving closer to me, but I shook my head at him.

"Please." I said, my voice weak.

He looked at me for a second with a sad expression, but he nodded his head in understanding and started heading towards the door.

"I'm sorry Jasper." I whispered. Watching as he stopped in his tracks, his back all tense and facing towards me.

Then without a response, he left without even looking back.

I really am sorry. My mind echoed, before drifting off to sleep.