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Whoever said dying was easy and life was hard, was a total and complete hypocrite because for me dying doesn't come easy. How was I supposed to graduate thinking that my classmates will be living their lives happily, while I am at hospitals? Maybe life is hard but it's definitely better than dying. Does it ever occur to guys to give a girl their phone number? Stupid, Edward. Who does he think he is? He is not allowed to change my perspective on anything. So many questions, so little answers. I was officially going home today. Waiting for my parents was making me impatient but at the same time I kept hoping for Edward to come. I tried reading a magazine but that didn't work and TV was worse. I couldn't concentrate on anything and all for some guy who apparently claimed me as the woman he will marry. But it was still very sweet of him to stay with me last night. As I was flipping through the magazine a knock came at my door.

"It's open. There's no point in locking it, they'll probably think I was trying to kill myself or something," I called out to whoever it was on the door and went back to flipping magazine pages.

"Wow, someone's so happy to be going home this morning." I looked up from the magazine. He's here. He's come for me. All that's left is slaying the dragon and this will be the perfect fairytale. Why can't life be a fairytale?

"You don't seem happy to see me," Edward said in an almost sad voice. Did I just hurt his feelings?

"No, I'm sorry. I mean, I am happy to see you, I was just thinking that's all. No big deal." I smiled at him. God, he was gorgeous. He looked especially good today. He was dressed in all black and his green eyes sparkled like emeralds.

"Phew, for a minute I thought you were going to kick me out." He smiled a crooked smile.

"No, you're safe." I closed the magazine and made room for him on the couch.

"You know I don't even have your number, I can just show up anywhere you are, if you want to see me or not. Wonder what they did when they didn't have cellphones?" He said it so seriously, that I burst out laughing.

"I think they had ways of contacting to people by letters and home phones. You know the black rotary dials ones." I tried to say it seriously but I couldn't. It was so easy to forget everything in Edward's presence. He made everything better. I wish I could stay like this forever. Just not in the hospital.

"You're thinking again," Edward said accusingly. I couldn't deny that and I wondered how my opinion of him had changed in three days. Maybe someday it really will happen. Someday I can be with Edward the way he imagines it. I laughed lightly.

"What's so funny?" He asked curiously.

"Nothing," I replied, blushing crimson. Thankfully he let it drop but I could tell he didn't want to.

"You know, you spend an awful lot of time at the hospital. Don't you have a girlfriend or something?" My voice cracked at the last sentence. I didn't want to lose my last ray of hope. Although, I couldn't understand the reason, something in me wished for Edward to be alone. Which was just cruel.

"No, I don't have a girlfriend." He smiled, like he could read my mind. How I wish. It'd be so cool if he could read my mind, but at the same time I wouldn't want him to know all the things that I was thinking. I opened my mouth to say something but stopped short, when Edward got up from the couch. I looked up at him.

"I have to go, I just remembered something I have to do." He looked down at me, with sadness in his eyes. Well, yeah. I wasn't really expecting him to stop his life for me.

"Yeah, whatever," I said bitterly and looked away. And I didn't really need his pity. I got up and turned to look at him. He started to say something but I stopped him.

"You know, you might as well leave. My parents are coming to pick me up. I'm not really in a mood to explain you to them." I smiled and walked past him to the window. I heard the door close behind him and turned around. Good job, Bella. He must think I'm totally insane. I sighed and leaned against the window. Maybe, I am insane. The gentle knock on my door sounded so loud, it startled me. My mom poked her head in through the crack in the door.

"Hey, honey," she said, and entered the room. I looked at her, for a minute unable to say anything.

"Where's dad?" I asked, finally. I walked over to the bed to get my stuff. I wasn't going to stay here any longer than necessary.

"He went to sign the discharge papers. I'm so glad you're coming home." Renee gently kissed my forehead and smiled. I smiled back as best as I could. I just wasn't feeling it. God, it was hard to believe Edward could have this kind of effect on me. I smiled again, this time with more feeling.

"We thought we'd have dinner at a restaurant today. To celebrate your home coming," Renee said as we started walking out of the hospital room.

"Maybe tomorrow," I replied as I closed the door behind me, with a long last look. It was hard to believe this place held good memories, but it did. Memories of Edward and me.

"We are going away for summer vacation. Renting the beach house again. Just the three of us." I could tell she was trying hard to make me feel better, so I nodded. I would like to go to the beach house again.

We walked to the reception together. My dad was there talking to a blond man wearing a lab coat. I looked over at my mom for confirmation, if she knew the man, but she too looked confused. Charlie noticed us and walked over to introduce us. The blond man turned and I was surprised. This man can be a movie star, what was he doing here? He had shocking blue eyes, and hair like sunshine.

"This is Dr. Cullen," Charlie said and I turned sharply to look at him. Cullen? Could this be Edward's father? It was impossible. This man was very young. It was hard to believe his son was almost in his twenties. I was looking at the doctor but I could still hear my parents discussing my 'case' with him. I rolled my eyes. Yeah, I wanted treatment but this was ridiculous. They didn't need to tell every doctor of my condition. Especially not Edward's father. Dr. Cullen turned to look at me and I smiled politely. My phone buzzed loudly and I excused myself.

"Hello?" I said to whoever was on the other end.

"I heard you're getting out today," replied a chirpy voice.

"You heard right, Ali. I'm out but on probation," I replied in a serious voice.

"Very Funny," she replied in an annoyed voice. It was easy to annoy her sometimes. I laughed, lightly. I loved her. She made me forget all my troubles. I guess that's why she's my best friend. Which was why she was so much better than Edward, who had left me in my misery. I hate him today because I liked him tomorrow. At least he was here. Now apparently he had better things to do. Maybe he did have a girlfriend and was lying so he wouldn't hurt my feelings. It was hard to believe that he was single. He could have anyone he wanted.

"Here's the deal. Jazz thought that we should through a party for you. Now normally, I would have it my way but he convinced me to have it on a day you will like. You can't say you don't want it because that's not an option. You pick a day that's good for you and I will take care of the rest," she said in one breath.

"Okay, I'll let you know soon," I replied. Normally, I hate being the center of attention, but strangely I wanted this party. I wanted to do something I hadn't done before and that scared me. It's not like I was dying or something. I had my whole life to do the things I am afraid to do now. My vision got blurry and I realized that I was crying. Tears started streaming down my face and I was thankful that no one could see my face.

"Ali, I gotta go. I'll call you back," I said and my voice cracked a little. I sniffed loudly and started walking, looking for a bathroom. I saw one after walking around for two minutes and quickly went inside. The washroom was deserted except for a girl standing in front of the mirror. She looked up when I came in and smiled. I smiled back and quickly washed my face and ran out of there. She must think I was totally crazy, but hey I couldn't be blamed. I was the one living with a growing thing inside my head. I shuddered.

"Where were you? I was so worried," Mom said when I finally got to the front of the hospital. I rolled my eyes. It's not like I ran away or something.

"I went to use the bathroom. Anyways you guys were too busy talking to that doctor," I replied and walked to the car.

"We were discussing your case, Bella. It's important for us to get different opinions and Dr. Cullen is a highly valued doctor. His opinion counts more than the head doctors," she replied seriously. So Edward's father was some hot shot doctor. Big deal.

"Unless he can shrink the size of my tumor just by looking at my brain, I don't think why I would want to tell him anything about my case," I replied bitterly. I looked over at my mom and she opened her mouth to say something but then closed it again. She gently put her hand on my arm. Great, everything I do is alright now because I have a thing growing inside my head. I wonder if they will be like this if I got pregnant because even then I would have something growing inside me.

The ride home was quite for the most part. Only Mom and Dad talked. I could tell they wanted to talk about me but didn't because I was in the backseat. I wished I could be invisible. Then I wouldn't have to deal with my parents or Alice's party or Edward. It seemed like all my thoughts always ended at Edward. He was making my life more impossible than the damn tumor. On the bright side Edward wasn't trying to kill me. I went upstairs to my room after we got home. I told my mom I was going to sleep, that I was tired. Finally after one week I get to sleep in my own bed. I quickly changed into a pair of sweats and lay down on the bed. Finally, my own bed. I turned over and rolled into a ball.

Just before my eyes closed, I realized that yet again I had forgotten to take Edward's number. Maybe I will never see him again. Now that I am not at the hospital. How will he find me? I should have left my number with a nurse or something. Sometimes I wished that death will come and take me away from this misery. Thinking that Edward was probably out there with someone better than me. Why did life have to be this way? I got a tumor which led me to Edward and now my craziness was leading Edward away from me. It's not like I'm any crazier than him, though. He's the one who wanted to marry me. Maybe dying will be easier. I closed my eyes and savored the moment, lying in my own bed, at last.

AN: Finally, it's here. Sorry it took so long. I was having some problems at school. But now that summer is finally here, regular updates are in order. I hope you guys like this chapter. It took surprisingly long to put it together. I hope it's not too bad. Enjoy! And have a wonderful summer, if you aren't already having it. Next chapter will probably be up tomorrow. xoxo.