Jacobs POV

"F-f-f-forever?" I say softly, "There has to be something you can do. You're a doctor, just fix her!" I scream at him.

"I'm sorry, but if we even tried to fix her brain in an operation, there would be a 1% chance that she would live. There's nothing I can do. The only thing you can do is try to have her do the things she used to do, and maybe her brain will make the connection. I'm sorry," he says and walks out the door. I just keep sitting, staring at the one I love, who might never love me again. I just keep sitting, as all of the hopes and dreams for the future crash and break before my eyes. I just keep sitting, as my imprint looks away, because she has no idea who I am. I've been on the urge of crying for this whole time, keeping my sanity for her sake, but I just can't keep the tears in any longer.

I stride out of the room, into the bathroom, and start splashing water on my face, urging myself to wake up, and that this cannot be real. And how could it be? God wouldn't do this… would he? Destroy all of my chances of being happy again? No, he at least gave me hope. If she wouldn't come back to me, than he would just have her killed. But then again, the creature who did this to her is not a child of God; so therefore, he had no way of stopping this. Nobody did.

"Can I just be alone for a little while?" I hear Bella ask from our room. "I just want some time to think," she says softly. Her voice is so angelic. I've always wondered why I was worthy enough for her. Now I get it; I wasn't. I could never be worthy for a women that was just the most amazing creature that has ever walked the earth. I walk back into the room to see her staring off into space. She's in such a deep thought, that she didn't even see me walk in until I speak.

"Hey," I say quietly. She shows a sad smile.

"I know that this is probably really hard on you," she says

"You have no idea."

"But I'm willing to start over. Be your girlfriend from the beginning. Maybe I could be back to normal," she says. I can't even believe my ears. Another chance? Than what was the point of all of this? Why did this have to happen? And why couldn't I stop it…

The next few days were… different. As much as I just wanted to pull her onto our bed, and do what we used to do, I knew that I had to be good. She was asking every question that you would need to know on a date, but she was surprisingly willing to do anything. She would ask what we used to do together, and whatever it was, she would try it, and always end up liking it.

It was nice, but I always envied everyone else. Locked up in their rooms all day, and always making out whenever they weren't in their rooms. But Bella was always my first priority. She wasn't even bothered that I followed her around everywhere. She got used to it after a while, and she didn't complain. By the fifth day, we'd already gotten to the first kiss. It might seem fast, but not if you're with each other 24/7.

Bella's POV

I could see why I fell in love with Jacob before. He's so sweet, fun, loving, and patient. It would seem like we were rushing our relationship, but there was never a time when I didn't see him, except when I was in the bathroom... By day two, we were best friends, and by day three, we were a fresh couple. Day four, we were a couple that has been together for at least month. Today is the fifth day after the incident.

Jake and I were on our bed. I was sitting on his lap playing Mario Kart on the Wii connected to the plasma, and he was fiddling with my hair. After about half an hour with this, I was playing rainbow road, and he said, "Bella? I'm gonna go check what's going on on the other side of the mansion. I haven't seen them in a while."

"Mk," I say and hop off of his lap. We kiss goodbye and he walks out a door with a backward glance, with such longing to come back to me, it would make any girl cry. How did I deserve him? He's just the most amazing soul to walk the planet. Not to mention that he's incredibly HOT! It helps that he walks around only wearing shorts all the time…

I have to pee. I walk over to the door, but thanks to my clumsiness, I, of course, trip. I trip into the door frame, and immediately can smell my own blood. The world goes black for a few seconds, and I can actually hear the little click in my brain. I'm able to just barely open my eyes, into the new view of the world. My memory, is back.

Jacobs POV

I walk out the door to head to the other side of the mansion, but before I can even turn the corner, I smell blood. Not just any blood. Bella's blood. I sprint back into our room to find her sprawled out on the floor, with blood dripping down her face. I run into the bathroom for the first aid kit, and dash to her side.

"Bella? Bella! What happened? Can you speak?" I'm asking questions frantically while I get out the things I need from the first aid kit. Dating Bella for a little over two years, I know how to use everything in the first aid kid due to experience. I take a big cleaning swab thingy, and a really big band-aid. I start cleaning the blood off of her face, dabbing it gently, as she's stirring and trying to get a good look at the world.

I can tell that she's trying to say my name, but all I can focus on, is trying to get the bleeding to stop. When I finally do, I put the giant band-aid on the wound, and cradle her face in my arms.

"Bella, what happened to you? I leave for five seconds, and then smell blood. And I come running back to this," I whisper in her ear.

"J-Jake," she sputters. She reaches for my face, and lightly runs her fingers across it. It feels really good. As gently as possible, I lift her off of the ground, and onto the bed. "M-m-my, memory," she manages to get out before her light headedness pulls her under. I use the little service button, to tell Suzan and Devon if they could bring up some food. They're up within five minutes, carrying what seems to be the whole fridge. They let out a little gasp when they see the blood everywhere, and want to help, but I just say that I've got it under control, and push them out of the room.

I lay the food out on the ground, in a sort of picnic fashion, turn on some music, and wait. I wait there for about an hour, just watching her face, her memory lost face, and thinking about how I let this happen. So after that hour, she begins to stir.

"Jake?" she says as she opens her eyes.

"I'm here," I say, stroking her face.

"My memory, when I hit my head… it's back.

WHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA T?!

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