"BELLA, NO!!" And everything was black.

I couldn't remember anything after that. Except that I was staring at tiles, in the ceiling. An extremely butt-ugly doctor with a huge hairy mole on his upper lip was staring at me.

"Ms. Swan, are you awake?" I sat up, dazed, and regretted it. "Ow!" my back was hurting like crazy.

Fuck.

What the hell had happened? I raced back through my memories, and remembered Mike screaming his head off at me. "BELLA, NO!!" It replayed over and over again. I tried to remember more, but nothing was coming to me.

I remembered a loud crash, but I couldn't comprehend what had happened.

I looked around at the scene I was in. The hospital. Oh, crap, what will I tell Charlie?

Too late.

"Oh, Bell! What happened?" my father burst through the doors as if my thoughts had triggered it.

"Hi dad. Trust me, I'm fine." I tried to smile, but the look on his face told me he wasn't convinced.

"I heard you were in an accident." Charlie gave me a stern look, then looked away. I followed his eyes, then realized he wasn't looking away.

Tyler.

Oh my god, he looked like shit.

No, worse than shit, he was hooked on to IV's, had needles in his arms, casts everywhere, and even though I was really badly damaged, he made my injuries look like a paper cut.

"Oh no, Tyler, I'm so sorry," I muttered.

He looked at me, and tried to smile.

"No, Bella, it's my bad, I lost control of the wheel, the roads were so slippery…" he tried to explain, but the doctor wouldn't let him.

"Young man, it's best if you didn't move, we're trying very hard to fix you up," he scolded.

"Dad?" I called to Charlie.

"What is it, Bella?" he looked concerned.

Charlie looked where they were initially standing, his eyes confused. "Yes, honey?"

"Dad, when am I allowed to leave?"

The hideous, hurting-me-to-look-at doctor stepped into our conversation.

"Isabella, I think you should stay here for a couple more hours. We need to run some tests to make sure you're okay. Until then, we're allowing some students to come visit you. Is that okay?" I wasn't sure where my voice was, so I just nodded, even though I was definitely not okay with that.

Suddenly the door opened. Jessica! And Angela! And.. Lauren? What the hell were they doing in here? I closed my eyes for a brief moment.

"Oh my gosh, Bella! Are you okay?"

What do you think, stupid? "Yeah, Jess, I'm fine, just a few broken bones, I think." I tried to reassure her, then turned to the doctor.

"M-hmm, she had a concussion. A few broken ribs that can be taped up nice and tight, and her skull has a crack in it. Nothing too bad."

I tried to smile.

"Are you going to be able to go home soon, so that you can go shopping with us tomorrow, you know for the dance?"

Of course. All she could think about was that stupid dance that she was going to with Tyler. Oh, Tyler…

"Yeah, Lauren, I am. Ummm…" I turned my head to look at Tyler.

"Oh, Tyler!" Lauren cooed. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry! I hope you get better soon! Will you be able to go to the dance next Saturday? Oh, god, I hope you're feeling all right!"

Tyler tried to look at her, and groaned. "Ehh… yeah, Lauren, I'll be able to go to the dance with you." He thought for a moment.

"I think."

Finally, at around 9:00, after numerous tests and x-rays, I was let out of the torture chamber. I had a some bandages around my chest, and a bandage on my head, and Charlie wouldn't let me drive my truck home. He insisted on taking me home in his cruiser.

"No, dad, I'm fine, really. Just please, please let me go home in my truck. I need it for school tomorrow."

Charlie gave me a hard stare. "Bella, I can't let you. You heard the doctor, you had a major concussion, I don't want you concentrating on anything too hard."

"Dad, that's not fair! Driving home isn't that hard! Ugh!" I groaned, and held my hands up in defeat.

"I'll have to drive you to school tomorrow, too, honey. So suck it up and let's go." He led the way through the parking lot, where the students had disappeared, to his car.

"Fine," I sulked. "But I'm driving back home tomorrow. I need to be ready to go shopping with Jessica and Angela and Lauren." I crossed my arms in the passenger seat.

"Shopping?" Charlie asked, stunned. After a long moment of some staring, from me mostly, he remembered. "Oh. Port Angeles. Okay, but you can't be out late, deal?"

"Dad, we agreed on this already. I'll be home early. It's a school night." I shrugged.

After I readied my self for bed, I slowly walked to my room. My teachers had canceled my homework, due to my accident in the parking lot. I tried to lie down, but my back still hurt. I grunted, and Charlie came in.

"Are you okay?" he asked.

"I'm fine." I would never admit that I was in pain to Charlie. He looked at me, then shook his head.

"Good night, Bella."

"Good night, dad. Love you."

He left the room, and I stared up at the ceiling, trying to fall asleep.

The next day, I rushed home. I had my homework done, thanks to concentrating hard at lunch time and Biology being "homework-free day", and I threw my bag on my bed.

I grabbed a small purse that I rarely ever used from my closet, (I didn't even know why I brought it to Forks) and stuffed the money from my bag into it. Jessica's car honked loudly outside, and I ran to the front to meet them.

"Lauren couldn't make it today, so it's just us three, kay?"

"Sure, okay, Angela." I looked at Jessica from the back seat. "Thanks for inviting me, Jess."

"No problem, Bella, I know you're not going to the dance and all, but we wanted you to have some girl fun anyways."

We got to Port Angeles at around four. The day went by as we looked for dresses, shoes, accessories, etc.

I remembered that I wanted to go look for a library, since the one at Forks was really limited.

"Guys, I think I want to look for a library. I need some books to read… for… um, upcoming book reports."

Jessica stared at me in confusion, but Angela looked at me warmly and said, "Sure, Bella. Do you want us to come with you?"

"I don't know, I mean it's just gonna be books."

"Okay, then, we'll meet you at the restaurant. Bye Bella!"

"See ya, Bella!" Jessica added when I started to walk out of the dressing rooms.

"Bye!" I called loudly.

I strolled down the streets. It was getting dark, it was around six, and I found a bookstore, but it didn't seem to be the kind of library I was looking for.

A man called to me, "Hey, sugar! Why don't you hang with me, tonight?"

I ignored him and kept walking.

"Aw, don't be like that, babe! Come on!" he urged.

I started to get a little scared. What did he want?

I walked a little faster, keeping up my pace. He followed my speed, getting faster and faster.

My breathing went quicker, and I jogged a little. I risked turning back, and gasped in fear.