Edward POV

"Bella?!" I said as loudly as my voice would go. "Bella," I said, managing to get out of the overturned car with ease. Why did I let her drive?

No, this was no time to start playing the blame game, my priority for the moment was to get Bella out of the car safely. After sliding out of the broken window on my side, pushing the air bag out of the way so I'd fit through, I ran over to the drivers seat and saw my precious Bella, laying seemingly unconscious, blood slowly dripping down her forehead where a piece of glass made contact with her pale complexion.

The smell was invigorating. I decided to hold my breath while I did this task I knew I had to maneuver for Bella. I reached in, unbuckling her seatbelt as fast as I could, and gently lifted her out of the vehicle. I looked down at her and saw that the damage was a lot worse than I had originally thought. Glass shatters seemed to have made themselves comfortable in Bella's skin, not to mention the bruises she had on her head from the impact of the car crash. I looked down at her, feeling helpless. My precious love.

I would never be able to forgive myself for this, but decided I had to get her help and fast. I picked her up as gently as a monster like me would allow, and ran as fast as I could manage to the county hospital, making sure to slow down once I was in human vicinities.

"Get me Dr. Cullen," I demanded to a nurse at the front desk, who recognized me immediately, and seemingly hustled a long a bit quicker when he saw the barely conscious girl in my arms. Just then I saw Bella's eyes open. If I had a heart in working order, I was sure then it would be filled with relief. "Shh, it's okay, we're getting you to help right now," I cooed to her, just when she closed her eyes once again.

"Edward, what happened?" Carlisle asked, accompanied by a nurse who was wheeling along a stretcher for Bella. I set her down gently, making sure that she was okay as she was taken upstairs to a room, at a rapid pace.

Bella POV

Something was happening. I don't know what, exactly, that was, everything was blurry. My eyes weren't focused at all, and all that I could make out were bright lights swooshing overhead. Where was I?

Edward POV

I looked over to Carlisle once we were in privacy, where he was working on Bella. I explained the story quickly, "I should have never let her drive," I said under my breath.

It was times like this when I wish I couldn't read minds. Or at least wish I read them wrong. What Carlisle had to say about Bella's condition definitely didn't comfort me at all.

"Just do everything you can," I pleaded.

Carlisle nodded, calling in a nurse to wheel her hospital bed down to the Operating Room.

My Bella needed surgery due to internal bleeding.

"Don't worry, it's a fairly common procedure with car accidents, she'll be fine," my adoptive father assured. I nodded, knowing that the next few hours weren't going to be enjoyable at all.

Knowing that sitting here while Bella was in surgery was only going to drive me to be certifiable, I decided to hunt for a little while, just to keep my mind off of Bella, if such a thing was possible. After an hour, I took a break.. I was full, but still had a few more hours until the surgery would be done.

I went back to the site of the accident, knowing that would punish me the best way I could think of.

"Stupid," I said to myself. I felt ridiculous for not being able to stop her! Out of pure anger, I pulled off the door of the car with much ease and threw it across the forest, in utter rage.

I had to think optimistically, though. She was going to be okay. Carlisle was the best doctor in Washington, probably in all of the West Coast. She was going to be better than okay. She was going to be great.

I tortured myself by staring at her bloody seat where she was sitting when this whole thing happened, and I tried my hardest to not completely lose it and go on a monstrous rampage. Luckily I succeeded, managing to remain tame.

Edward, I could hear Carlisle think from the hospital, Bella's out of surgery. Everything went better than expected, she should be conscious within the next few hours. He said.

With that, I was back at the hospital within two minutes.