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I ran from the house with tears streaming down my face. I jumped in my truck and sped off towards the dorms.

I ran inside and secluded myself into my room for the remainder of the weekend.

I was curled up into a ball on my bed when I felt a small hand on my shoulder and another on my lower leg.

I turned my head to see Alice and Rose sitting on the edge of my bed. Both of them trying to soothe me.

"We heard what happened. Well, sort of." Alice said. "We don't know the details. I mean, nobody does. Everyone is a little confused, I guess."

"Bella, what isgoing on?" Rose asked. "Emmett got a call from Carlisle saying that you had been at the house with Edward, and that something happened between you two. He said that you had left so fast, he didn't get any information out of you."

"Just leave me alone, please." I begged. "I can't talk about it right now."

"You will talk about it right now!" Rose demanded. "This involves all of us."

She sounded pissed.

"Fine!" I yelled sitting up on the bed. "I met Edward at school. We became friends. I lied to him, and now he hates me! Are you happy now?"

They both looked at me like I had a third eye or something.

Then there was a knock at the door. Emmett.

"I swear to God Bella, if my asshole of a brother did anything to you, brother or not, I will kill him!" Emmett shouted. "When they find him, he's dead!"

Wait. What?

"What do you mean, 'when they find him'?"

"He hasn't come home yet." Emmett said with a shrug of his shoulders.

I was in full panic mode now. "This is all my fault! I knew this would end badly! What if he never comes home? What if he's hurt? My God, we have to find him!" My breathing was coming in gasps. I stood up and walked out to the living area.

"You need to calm down; you're going to pass out." Alice said while she was rubbing my back.

I shook my head. "Calm down! I can't calm down! Edward is missing and you all act like it's no big deal!" My heart was pounding in my chest.

I can't breathe.

I can't…

"Bella?" I heard my name being called, but it sounded like I was in a tunnel.

"Is she Ok?" I heard Alice say. "I don't think she hit her head on anything."

I opened my eyes to find Carlisle looking at me closely. His hands on my wrist and on my forehead.

"There you are. You're going to be fine." His voice calm.

I was lying on the couch covered in mine and Edward's blanket. It still smelled like him. I started crying again.

They stopped asking me questions after that. Every time they would bring up the subject, I would get hysterical.

I tried to focus on school. Finals were coming up and I needed to study. My mind, though, was always thinking of something else.

Class on Monday. No Edward.

Wednesday. No Edward.

Friday. Class started, and I again searched for Edward. Waiting in hopes that he would resurface today. Nope.

About 15 minutes into class, I felt a wave of panic hit me. I bolted out of the classroom and out to the fresh air. I kept taking deep breaths, willing myself not to pass out again.

A few minutes later I was not alone. I felt a hand on my shoulder, and I turned to see who was with me.

Dr. Price.

He gestured for me to follow him to his office. I did.

I sat in one of the leather chairs in front of his desk. He leaned against his desk facing me.

"How have you been holding up?" He asked me. "Have you heard from Edward at all?"

I looked up into his face. Was he kidding? He must not have known what has caused Edward's disappearance. "No, I haven't."

"Bella, can you please explain to me what happened on Friday? This will be between you and me. I need to know what triggered Edward to leave so abruptly."

I felt guilty. "I kind of didn't tell him that I knew his family. He didn't know that I know about him." I was looking down at my feet. "And then his parents came home and…" I couldn't finish my sentence. I was sobbing too much.

"Oh, Bella. All of this is not your fault. Edward has been in a fragile state since he's been home. He has a lot to work out for himself."

"I'm so sorry. I know that I have probably ruined any progress that you have started in your sessions with him. We just need to find him."

"Do you have any ideas as to where he would go?"

"Not at all. He has never spoken of what he does outside of school or his home." I said.

"If you think of anything, call me at any time." He said as he handed me his card. "My private number is listed on there. Call at any hour. Call if you just need someone to talk to." He smiled.

"Ok, and please call me if you hear anything." I ripped a piece of paper out of my notebook and scribbled my cell number on it before handing it to him.

"I will." He said and walked me to the door.

The weekend passed in a blur of studying and worrying. I would find myself tearing up at the thought of Edward and where he might be.

Rose and Alice were pretty understanding once I told them the whole story. Emmett, however, was still under the impression that Edward was the one to blame. He couldn't let it go.

I fell into a restless sleep on Tuesday night. I was dreaming I was running through a forest after Edward. He would duck behind a tree or bush just as I would catch up with him. I was running but stopped dead in my tracks when my ears started to ring and I put my hands up to cover them. Ring, ring, ring…

I woke up screaming. "Stop!" But the ringing continued. I looked around and found my cell phone ringing on my nightstand.

It was Rose. I looked at the clock. 4am. "Hello?"

"Bella, they've found him." Relief flooded my system. 'They've found him' the best words I could ever hear. "Emmett just called me."

"Where is he? Is he Ok?" I almost yelled while I was searching for my shoes. "Please Rose." I pleaded. "Is.He.OK?"

"All I know is that he's at the hospital Carlisle works at. I don't know where he was found or what his condition is. The family is on their way over there how. Emmett was in the car when he called me."

"Thanks Rose. I've got to go." Where are my shoes?

I grabbed my sweatshirt to throw over my tank top and pajama pants once I finally found my shoes.

I ran out to my truck and started the engine. I sped off towards the hospital.

The hospital was quiet when I got there. I went to an information desk on the entry level.

"Can I help you?" The elderly woman at the desk asked me.

"Um…yeah. A friend of mine was just brought in this morning. I need to know where to find him."

"Name of the patient."

"Edward Cullen." She looked up at me and back to her computer. "I'm sorry. On request of the family he is not allowed any visitors. He has not even been assigned a room yet. Come back at visiting hours, and maybe you can see him."

"No. You don't understand. I have to see him now."

"I understand completely dear, but you are still not allowed to see him at this time."

"You have got to be kidding me!" I said raising my voice. "Page Dr. Cullen. I'll wait."

"Honey…"

"PAGE HIM!" I yelled.

A few minutes later I heard the page over the hospital loudspeaker. 'Paging Dr. Cullen to the admitting desk on the lower level'

I sat in the waiting area with my knees pulled up to my chest and my arms wrapped around them.

Fifteen minutes passed and I was about to get the old lady to page him again when I saw Dr. Cullen emerge from the elevator.

"Bella honey you shouldn't be here." He said with a sad look in his eyes. "You don't want to see this."

"I have to. It's all my fault he's here in the first place."

He looked torn on what to do.

"I need to see for myself that he is Ok. Then I'll leave. I promise. Please." I was begging.

"Follow me, but I have to warn you, you will not like what you see."

We got in the elevator and went up three levels to the ER. This hospital was settled on a hillside and the third level of the building was actually the first floor from the back.

There were a few nurses and doctors in the hallways. The ER must have been slow this morning. Every now and again someone would greet Dr. Cullen with a handshake or nod of the head. This was the hospital that he worked at after all.

Carlisle explained to me that Edward had been picked up by the police at a pool hall downtown. He had had a lot to drink and there had been a huge fight with several customers involved. That's when the police got called in. Edward was carrying a fake ID on him and it had taken the police several hours to figure out who he was. Once he had been brought into the hospital he was recognized by one of the nurses, and that's when Carlisle had been contacted.

We walked through a couple of sets of double doors when I heard him. Edward.

"GET YOUR FUCKING HANDS OFF OF ME! LET GO OF ME NOW!"

Esme and Emmett were standing in the hall outside of one of the examination rooms backed against the wall. Tears in their eyes.

From what I could see from where I was, the room was the type that you'd see on TV where they would roll in a patient and all of the doctors could be in there working on them. It had a big doorway with swinging doors and windows on either side. Inside however, the curtain was drawn to split the room in half. Edward was on the other side of that curtain, and he was obviously not happy.

"I SWEAR TO FUCKING CHRIST IF YOU DON'T RELEASE ME...!"

I walked to where Esme and Emmett were standing and looked into the room.

They had Edward on a bed and had his hands tied down in leather cuffs. They also had straps over his legs so that he could barely move. His shoes had been removed and his shirt was off.

He was straining against the bindings and had a look of rage on his red face.

The cut that had been healing above his eyebrow had been reopened and was bleeding down his face, but the thing that upset me the most was the bruise that was forming along his side. It went from his armpit almost to the waistband of his jeans. It looked very painful, but he didn't seem to notice.

Carlisle had already walked into the room while I was standing there in shock.

Edward had quieted, but was still struggling to get loose.

"Relax son. You will not be released until you can calm down." Carlisle said in a relaxing voice.

That just set Edward off even more. He started yelling again, but towards Carlisle this time.

Carlisle motioned to the other doctor in the room. The doctor went to a cabinet and withdrew a syringe and a bottle of medicine. Once the syringe was filled he proceeded to inject the substance into Edward's arm. Edward howled his complaints but seconds after the needle was removed his eyes drooped. They had sedated him.

I turned and hugged Esme. She returned the gesture and put her arms around me.

Emmett walked down the hall and out the door.

Esme released me and went to talk to Carlisle.

The other doctor and the nurse that had been in Edward's room had filed out to attend to other patients.

Edward was left alone. Knocked out.

I slowly pushed the door to the room open and stepped inside.

I went up to the bed and sat on the edge.

Edward's face had gone back to his original color, and he looked peaceful. He was still breathing heavily from over exerting himself.

I reached out and pushed his hair out of his eyes. "I'm so sorry." I whispered to him. "I didn't mean to hurt you. Please forgive me." Tears started rolling down my cheeks.

The nurse came back in and looked at me sympathetically. She started cleaning up his face to prepare for him to be re-stitched up. "A doctor will be in in a minute. You will have to leave while he stitches him up. Then he will be taken to x-ray to see what's going on under that bruise." I nodded my head, and she left after that.

Soon after a doctor that I hadn't seen yet came in with a tray of instruments for suturing.

I leaned down to Edward's sleeping face and kissed his forehead. "I'll check on you when they are done."

I got up and walked past Carlisle and Esme who were now talking to Dr. Price and walked out to the waiting area.

I sat in one of the chairs and put my face in my hands. I was trying to calm myself. I didn't want to go into hysterics again.

About a half an hour later I felt someone sit down beside me. Esme.

I looked over to her and was met with warm, but teary eyes.

"I'm so sorry Esme. I'm so stupid. I'm sorry."

She started to speak, but it was almost to herself and not to me.

"Edward was always a good boy. Very polite, very loving. Smart…so smart, and talented. I miss my son so much.

"We lost him somehow when he was 15 going on 16. I still to this day do not know what went wrong. He stopped talking to us. He wouldn't let us into his life anymore. It hurt us so much. Especially his brother. That's why Emmett tries to act indifferent about Edward, or just mad.

"When Edward came home to us a few months ago he was still just as distant as he was before. Maybe even more. He had been home for a few weeks and I noticed a change in him.

"He would walk through the house with a small smile, but would hide it if he caught any of us looking at him. He still didn't talk to us, but we were happy to see his interest in school. He complained before the first day and we knew that we would have a hard time getting him go.

"That's the funny thing though, he practically ran out of the house to get there after the first day.

"About a month and a half from the start of school I came home unexpectedly from my garden club meeting because I had forgotten to bring something. I walked in through the back door and heard music playing. At first I thought that Edward had a CD on in the living room, but as I walked out of the kitchen quietly I found him sitting at his piano playing softly. I left without saying anything, but when I got home that evening I noticed that he had recovered the piano like he had never touched it.

"He was changing. For the better. Do you know why?" She looked at me then waiting for a response.

I shook my head. "No."

"It was because of you. You were changing him. I know this now because I know when you came into his life."

"Even if that is true, I've ruined it now. I'm so sorry for what I've done. He probably won't ever talk to me again."

"Bella. You have to try." She was pleading with me. "You have to bring my baby back to me."