BPOV

Again, I tried to ignore the burning questions. It was too much right now. I was trying to make the throbbing in my wrist be the dominant worry. I couldn't control the worry I felt for Edward. He was looking at me as if… he was waiting for me to explode.

I supposed that he was waiting for me to scream at his true self. A normal person would be. But how could he actually be a… a vampire? It was absurd. I pushed to questions out again.

Edward leaned forward, and though the time was not right, my breathing accelerated and my heart stopped at his closeness. He almost smirked, but caught himself.

His eyes were wary, and I wondered what had really happened today. I bit my tongue against more questions. His hands were hesitant as he approached me, as if asking permission to. His jaw was set and he appeared not to be breathing. I realised that if what he said had been true, it was the blood around my mouth and legs that had him so on edge. I closed my mouth and tried to control my strange reaction to him.

I met his eyes and tried to look warm, trying to tell him that it was okay to come close, and that I wasn't scared. I never looked away as he slowly picked me up and carried me up the stairs, not breathing all the way, nor looking away from my eyes.

He brought me into a room that looked like a hospital room – definitely Carlisle's. I barely noticed, as my eyes were still locked with his. He looked upset, as if he didn't like what he saw. That hurt a little, but I was too mesmerised by his beauty to notice much else.

Carlisle snapped me out of my fantasy.

"Do you feel pain in your wrist, Bella?" he asked.

I nodded.

"I might have to take some x-rays, just to be sure. It looks like a serious break, so we'll have to reposition and fit the cast. Let me get prepared in the other room. I'll just be over there," he motioned to a room opposite of the one we were in that held expensive equipment, "if you need anything."

I nodded again.

Mrs. Cullen walked out behind Carlisle. I had forgotten her name. I bit my lip. She was really pretty. Nowhere near her son's perfection, though.

I looked back towards Edward. His eyes were still filled with agony.

"What are you thinking?" I whispered.

"How can you sit there so calmly? How can you bear to let me touch you? How can you not care?" he rambled.

I took a deep breath. Confession time.

"I've already told you. I don't care what you are, because you haven't hurt me or anyone around you. You're good, and I think I'm in love with you." I stared down at my hands.

Only the last part was a lie. I knew I was in love with him. I knew that somewhere, I always had been.

He continued to stare at me with such shock, I instantly regretted my words. He didn't love me back. I bit my lip and looked away. I turned away from him and lay on my side, shutting my eyes and pretending that I was at home, away from it all. Even now, I wanted to look at him. I was idiotic.

The tears pooled over when I realised for real that he didn't love me back. I tried to keep them silent, but whether it was some weird vampire thing or the noise I thought I wasn't making, he placed his hand on my back. The cold went through the clothing and I shivered unwillingly. He pulled away.

"Bella?" he asked in his most velvet and warm voice.

"Mhm?" was all I managed.

"Please know that I love you with every core of my existence, but I want so much more for you. Please forget about me, you deserve better." He murmured.

He was just lying. Someone like Edward could never love me. But he did ask me out… shut up, I told the spring of hope in my head. I didn't want to be let down.

"Bella? Please answer." He sounded irritated.

I sighed and wiped the tears away. I sat up very slowly and turned to face him. Edward's eyes were in pain, and his jaw was still clenched.

"I don't want better. There is nothing better than you." I protested.

He sighed and lifted a hand. His hands were cold, but they burned my skin as his finger wiped away the tear I had missed. I closed my eyes at his touch.

"How can you look past what I am?" he asked quietly.

I opened my eyes and saw the pained man again. Better to close them, it would be easier to talk. I leaned into his hand with my eyes closed.

"How many times must I explain? I don't care. Please, don't leave. I love you. Please, Edward." I begged quietly.

He removed his hand gently and put them over his head. He didn't want me. Another tear escaped.

AU - I know that this is a very bad ending, but it will get better. EPOV is next, so things will turn around, don't worry. I have to go do homework, so I had to cut the chapter short. I'll write soon!