Teddy's POV

When I opened my eyes everything was white. Blindingly white. there was a beeping somewhere in the distance and I tried to remember where I was. Nothing came to me. I looked around and took in the sterile environment, then it hit me, I was in a hospital. Realization his me like a ton of bricks. The car accident, that was all my fault.

Where was Loretta? Was she ok? I looked around, my panic building, no one was there. I couldn't breath, they knew it was all my fault and now they hated me. Couldn't be in the same room with some one who was so reckless and careless that they almost killed their sister.

The beeping speed up but it only added to my panic. I couldn't think there was too much noise. Then there was a swarm of people. People in white.

"You need to calm down." Said a matronly looking woman.

I grabbed her hand with the only one of mine that would move. "Lo-Loretta?"

I barely recognized my voice, so scratchy from lack of use. A look came over the woman face and I knew. I had killed my sister.

"Loretta."

"Where is my sister is she ok?" She brushed off a nurse who was picking at her wet bandages. "I'm fine."

But she was dead a minute ago.

"Will she be ok?"

"In time."

A nurse ushered her out of the room and that was when I saw my Grandparents and Jacob. Jacob was here!

"Jacob."

Jacob rushed in and pushed the doctors and nurses out of the way. He took my hand and pressed it to his cheek.

"Jacob-Jacob I almost-"

"Shhh."

He leaned his forehead against mine and cupped my face with his other hand.

"Be calm. Everything will be alright, I promise."

And as I looked up into his endless brown eyes so filled with emotion I knew it would be.

I had to stay in the Hospital for a few more days, and Jacob never left my side. He actually growled when Kevin came to visit. The entire side of my left body was smashed. The three bones in my arm were broken, and so were my femur and tibia in my leg. The doctors said I was incredibly luck not to have broken my elbow, hip or knee or have any lasting head injuries other than a concussion I received when my head hit the window.

They gave it to me strait, Jacob looked uneasy and Grandma had to excuse herself, as the doctor described in detail what procedures they had performed. I didn't see Loretta for the rest of my stay at the hospital. I didn't blame her. She probably hated me. Ha, probably? Most definitely hated me.

"You do realize that you are never driving again right?" Jacob asked as he very carefully placed my in the back on my Grandfather's car and tucked me in.

"Your stomach can rest easy."

"My heart more like." He smiled before taking my face in his hands. "I can't loose you."

"Pfft! It will take a lot more than a measly car crash and a small bout of coma to get rid of me Jacob Black. Ask Loretta I'm to stubborn."

I gave him an Eskimo kiss and my Grandpa cleared his throat.

"We should be going."

"I'll see you later. I'm fine now, go get some sleep."

"Are you sure? I won't mind if you need me to do something."

"Sure, sure." He frowned, he hated it when other people said that.

Meeting Loretta at home was weird. There was so much we wanted to say, most of it in very loud voices.

Being home was weird. Everything was tense, as if I would shatter into a million pieces if not handled carefully. Not to mention humiliating. I needed help with everything. There was nothing worse than your Grandmother helping you into the shower. Ew.

Seven and a half more weeks and the casts could come off.

I mostly stayed in my room catching up on the homework that Kevin brought over, blaring screechy woe-is-me music trying to keep concerned relatives at bay. And it worked, only Jacob braved the whiney voices blasting from my stereo. We were currently cuddling on my bed. Well as best as you can cuddle with two honking casts in the way.

"Have you talked to Loretta yet?"

"No, I don't really want to rush her telling me that she hates me and that this was all my fault."

"She doesn't hate you."

"Yes she does."

"She was just scared that she might have lost you." He replied with a calm soothing voice. It was like he instinctively knew of the tightening in my chest whenever Loretta was mentioned.

"Wouldn't you hate at me if I almost killed you in a car accident that could have been prevented I had only controlled my temper?" The tears fell down my cheeks. "My stupid temper. I had to have a fucking temper tantrum because I wasn't getting what I wanted. And because I am such a selfish self-involved bitch I almost-" killed my sister. But I could say it. Not yet.

Jacob didn't say anything, he just held me tighter and let me weep.