A/N: So, if any of you have read my newest story Turning Dreams Into Reality, you would know that I had promised to get this chapter up soon. And who would have guessed "soon" meant "today"? I sure as heck had no idea I would post this chapter so soon, but I went on a writing tangent, and you can never stop the writing tangents...Anywho, this chapter is going to be dedicated to Sporkcheif because of their review. Thanks, hope I took time to "stop and smell the metaphorical writing roses"!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight

Chapter 11

I was sitting at the side of her bed, holding her hand, and we were trading war stories.

She had told me about her falling off of her bike and getting bad road rash on her arms, and I was currently telling her about the time I had climbed onto the roof of my house and thought I was Superman and could fly.

I couldn't and I ended up breaking my leg when I jumped off the roof.

"Isabella Swan?"

We both looked to the door of the hospital room.

Two police officers were standing in the doorway.

"Yes?" She asked, sitting up straighter.

"We are going to need to ask you a few questions about the accident. Do you have time right now?" The taller of the two spoke.

"Um," she looked at me, "yeah, I guess so."

"Son, we are going to have to ask you to leave." The other officer this time.

"What? No!" Bella said frantically, "No, I want him here if that is okay."

The two officers looked at each other and nodded.

"Okay, but what is said in this room is strictly confidential." The taller one said.

I looked at Bella and gave her an incredulous look.

I mean, WHAT THE FUCK? Who do these guys think they are?

"Okay, I can agree to that," Bella said, nodding, "Edward?"

"Yeah, I agree."

"Lets get started," the second officer pulled out a notepad and pencil.

The first officer, the tall one, asked Bella questions while the other wrote down her responses.

"Isabella," he started.

She cut him off, "Bella,"

"Oh, pardon me, Bella, why were you in the parking lot?"

"Um, I was with Edward, we were going to go to his house, and I had left my backpack in the cafeteria. I was running back to get it."

"Did you see who was driving the car that struck you?"

"Yes. I did."

"Were they male or female?"

"Female."

"Is she a part of your student body?"

"Yes. She just moved here."

"What is her name?"

"Valarie. Valarie Morrison."

"From what we've heard, you two got into a fight in the cafeteria before the accident. Is that correct?"

"Not really. She kissed Edward," Bella gestured to me, "and he stormed out of the cafeteria. I followed him."

"Why did you follow him?"

This question made Bella blush, "Because I love him."

The officer asking her questions raised his eyebrow with skepticism, but continued, "Okay. Before you were hit by the vehicle, did you see Miss Morrison's face? Did it look like she was trying to intentionally hurt you?"

Bella looked at the wall in front of her, thinking about what had happened. She was silent for a while and then she answered with a simple, "No."

"What?" I said, astounded, "Of course she meant to hit you!"

Bella looked at me, her eyes sincere, "No, Edward, I don't think she did. I think she was just driving too fast and lost control. I was in the wrong place at the wrong time."

"You have got to be kidding me!" I said, my mind reeling.

"Son, if you get out of control we are going to make you leave while we finish the interview."

"First of all buddy," I said, poking the second officer in the chest, "my name is Edward. Not son. Second of all, I am –"

Bella cut me off, "Edward," she squeezed my hand, "Edward don't. Let them finish their questions and we will talk about this when they leave."

The officers looked at me disapprovingly.

"Okay Bella, last question, do you plan on suing the school or Miss Morrison's family for the injuries you have received?"

Bella's jaw dropped, "Of course not! I truly believe that Valarie did not mean to hit me, and I would never want to sue anyone for something that they didn't do on purpose."

"Okay, thank you for your time Miss Swan." The officers left the hospital room, Bella and I were alone.

We sat in silence for several moments, tension hanging in the air.

I decided to pop that balloon, "You think Valarie didn't mean to hit you?"

"Yes. Of course she didn't mean to hit me."

"How can you think that?!"

"Because I saw her face Edward. I saw the terror on her features and I know that she feels horrible about what has happened. Both in the accident and in the cafeteria. She cam and apologized to me."

"Shit, I do not feel comfortable with that."

"Edward Cullen. Do you hear yourself? You sound crazy. I cannot believe that you are even suggesting that Valarie meant to hit me!"

Tears welled over and onto her cheeks.

"Bella, how can I not? I saw you, the girl I love, crushed by a vehicle that was driven by a crazy bitch who was jealous of you. That seems like reason enough to believe she did it on purpose." I wiped her cheeks with my thumbs, smearing the tears into nothing.

"But Edward, you don't understand! I saw Valarie trying to miss me! I saw her screaming in the driver's seat! I know she did not do this on purpose."

"Okay, I will accept that, but I will never ever forgive her. She could have killed you."

"I know. And I am sure she knows that too. Please, Edward, do not make her feel anymore guilty about this than she already does."

My mind flashed back to when I was in the hallway with her.

"Bella," I laughed, "I cannot believe that you are worried about how she feels when you are the one in the hospital bed!"

Bella didn't laugh, "Edward. Please?"

I sighed, "Okay, I promise. But I do want you to know that I yelled at her in the hallway while you were in surgery."

Her eyes widened, "Edward! Why?!"

"She hurt you! I thought, and still might think, that she did it on purpose! I could have done something a lot worse."

"I cannot believe you. I want a break for a while. Will you go get my dad?"

"Yeah, I will. But before I leave, I want you to know that I did what I did because I love you. It was hell seeing you there, hurt, on the asphalt. I thought I had lost you."

"Edward," she touched my arm, "I understand, but I just want you to be nice to her because it was an accident."

"Okay, I will try. I'll get your dad. I'll stop by tomorrow, I love you."

"I love you too."

I walked out of her room and down the hall, rode the elevator to Charlie's floor, and strolled to his room.

Renee and Phil were gone and Charlie was straightening his tie because he was being released.

"Hey Edward,"

"Hi Mr. Swan."

"Charlie. Call me Charlie. If you are going to be dating my one and only daughter you might as well call me by my first name." He smiled.

"Okay," I laughed uncomfortably, "Bella asked me to come get you. She wants to talk to you."

"Okay, are you still going to stay here?"

"No," I shook my head, "I don't think so. I have some homework to get done and I don't know if my mom could handle me spending the night here."

Charlie smiled, "Okay, thanks kid. Drive safe."

"Thanks Charlie."

He walked out of the room, leaving me alone.

I walked to my dad's office, and knocked on his door.

"Come in!" I heard him call.

I opened the door and leaned against the door jam, "Hey dad."

"Hi Edward,"

"Um, I, uh, I just wanted to say thank you."

Dad put his pen down.

I continued, "For helping Bella."

He smiled, "Ed, I would do anything in my power to help you. I knew that the only way I could do that in this situation was to help her. So I did."

"But you would have anyway…"

"Yes, but your feelings for her made my drive to help her stronger."

I laughed awkwardly.

"Do you love her?"

This question caught me off guard.

I didn't say anything. Was this supposed to be a trick question? Was he going to lecture me about safe sex? Ah, what the hell.

I told him the truth, "Yes. I love her."

He smiled, "See you at home Edward."

"Bye dad," I shut his door and walked to the parking garage, I double clicked my car keys and heard it chirp in response.

When I got into the car I drove to Emmett's house.

I knew both he and Rosalie would be there.

Emmett's jeep was in the drive as was Rosalie's car.

I knocked on the door and Emmett's mom answered.

"Oh hello Edward, are you looking for Emmett?"

"Yes, I am Mrs. Masters."

"He is up in his room with Rosalie. You could probably hear the music blaring from his room all the way from the school couldn't you."

I laughed as I skipped stairs to the second floor and banged on Emmett's door.

"What!?" I heard Emmett yell.

"Emmett! It's me! OPEN UP!" I yelled through the crack.

The door swung open and I saw Emmett, breathing hard, and Rosalie re-buttoning her shirt.

"Nice, Emmett. Nice."

"Shut the fuck up asshole." Emmett grumbled.

"Stop bickering you two, I wanna hear all about Bella. How is she Edward?" Rose asked, putting her blonde hair up into a ponytail.

"She is good. Sort of. You won't believe this, but she thinks the accident was, well, and accident!"

"I think it was Edward," Rosalie said, looking in the mirror, messing with her hair.

"What?! You too? You guys are sadly delusional."

"I actually think you are the one who is delusional, Edward." Rose mumbled, hair tie in her mouth.

"No fucking way. No. I will not believe that Valarie is totally innocent!"

"We didn't say she was innocent," Emmett chimed in.

"Emmett? You agree?" I asked, shocked.

"Well yeah. You should have seen Valarie. She was a total mess. She said she was upset about what had happened in the cafeteria, so she was going to leave school. She took the corner too fast and lost traction with the road because of the gravel in the parking lot. The only way Bella wouldn't have been hit would have been if she wasn't there in the first place." Emmett explained.

"Wrong place, wrong time,' Rosalie said, giving up with her hair and laying on Emmett's bed.

"That's what Bella said."

"She's a smart girl." Rose said, propping herself up on her elbows, "Any other information about you or Bella?"

I said nothing as I weighed my pros and cons about what I was going to admit. Turns out the pros won.

"I told her I love her."

Emmett whistled and Rosalie's mouth hung open.

"Guess that means that Rose gets your car!" Emmett said, laughing.

"No, remember, I said that I didn't want his car, I said that he would happily give his heart to her. He has. I've won." Rosalie said, still shocked.

"Funny thing is, I was sure I would never fall in love. Ever. And look at this now. You were right Rose, I would happily give my heart to her. And I already have…"

A/N: I liked writing this chapter even if it was difficult. I am glad that the story has taken this direction, and I am loving how it is turning out! Hopefully you all do too. You should review and tell me:) Much love,

xoxo ~ greatterriblebeauty