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"Promise me you'll give yourself another chance, please?" she repeated.

I stared at her for a moment in silence. Her pleading eyes begged me to agree. I battled with myself. Trying as much as possible not to think of why I should not give myself a second chance as I drew in a breath and said,

"I promise, Esme. I promise"

4. Panic

"Seems like just yesterday

You were a part of me

I used to stand so tall

I used to be so strong

Now I can't breathe

No I can't see

I'm barely hanging on"

I paced back to the hospital with my hands shoved in my pockets and my head bowed. Every fiber in my body was aching for me to go back to her faster but I was also cringing away from the sight of her pain. I didn't want to see it again. I couldn't see it again. I couldn't just stand and watch the consequences of my mistake, as Esme puts it.

I found myself thinking about going to her. Revealing myself to her. Loving her. Telling her that I am sorry. Causing her more pain…..I shook my head. I can't even think about her without knowing that I would eventually hurt her again.

"Do you have it with you?" I heard his voice. So infuriatingly perfect and….soft. I gritted my teeth.

Without even having any control over my reflexes, I found myself back on my spot on the tree. Opposite her window.

She was still in her bed and he was still holding her hand in both of his. Staring into her eyes and she in his. I clasped my hands together. I wouldn't get away with it if I crushed another branch. He had ears as sensitive as mine.

"No, I don't. But I don't want it" She mumbled and furrowed her eyebrows looking at their hands.

"Hey" he whispered as he put a hand on her cheek. I grit my teeth harder. She met his eyes again and he whispered, "You're not…sick. It's just a precaution. Please? Would you do it for me?" They stared into each others eyes for ……what seemed like a lifetime for me. Couldn't they just talk without all this staring??

She sighed, "fine" and he smiled.

"Thank you" He reached in his pockets and got out a small bottle with the word 'Diamox'. I was momentarily distracted by that strange white bottle.

He put it on her bedside, quietly.

There I'd feel better with her medication beside her. He thought.

Medication? For what? What else did I do? Was it for preventing s…seizures? I gulped.

Better change her mood, I don't want to see her so down.

"Hey, do you mind if I used your bathroom?" He asked casually.

She cocked her head and stared at him confused, "Bathroom?"

I watched him roll his eyes and grin at her. He pointed at his dark messy hair and said "Tada!"

She shifted her gaze to see his hair and her eyebrows flew up, "What happened to your hair?"

His grin got wider, "Well, there was this sales girl that had this new hair product. She wanted a volunteer so she could show the people how good the product is. So I volunteered" He shrugged then continued, "It's supposed to dye your hair but it could easily be removed. You only have to wash it"

"Really?" She said and there was a ghost of a smile on her lips and I just gaped at it, "hm, well I have to ask. You volunteered to show the people how the product was good, of course?" Her lips were twitching and I could see that she was fighting a smile.

"Of course" he said feigning an innocent accent and putting a hand on his heart, "What other intention would I have than to help save humanity from a bad hair day?"

"Oh, I have a few guesses" She said her smile appearing all the more now. She raised an eyebrow and he gestured for her to continue, "Was the sale's girl a blond?"

He feigned a look of hurt and said, "It had nothing to do with the sales girl, who by the way was blond and had long curly hair and blue eyes. Nothing whatsoever" He chuckled in the end.

And I was surprise to find myself fighting my own chuckle.

"Ha! I knew it. Your defenseless when it comes to blonds" She chuckled too. I watched her as she smiled at him with no hurt in her eyes and I was deeply grateful for Damien for taking her pain away.

"Hey! Everyone is. Besides, you know you're the only one on my mind even if I saw a blond" and he wiggled his eyebrows??

All the good feeling I had for him for taking Bella's pain away disappeared in an instance.

Bella rolled her eyes but smiled, "Go wash your hair, I don't like black on you" she said playfully.

I stared at her carefree self. Damien was able to make Bella be……Bella again. It took him only a moment to make her smile…..even laugh. I found myself wondering how good Damien would be for her.

"I've been mended by you"

BPOV

I didn't want my medication. It made me feel like I was sick. Weak. I didn't like that. I already knew I was weak and I don't medication to prove that to me. But when he pleaded me that way I couldn't tell him no. I knew he worried about me more than he should. So I agreed.

And then the whole thing with the blonds. I don't get it. What's with him and blonds? He just can't say no to them. It's pretty hilarious sometimes.

Three seconds didn't pass and he was by my side. His back on my pillow and his legs resting on the wall. Yes, he was sitting upside down. He loved it. He even had a leg crossed over the other casually.

I looked down at his hair. I smiled at the bronze brown hair that I preferred. It was still wet.

"Much better" I approved with a nod. He just grinned.

Damien looked so much like …E….Edward. His bronze hair. Perfect, long nose. Thin, pink lips. Except he had higher cheekbones and a rounder face.

The resemblance between him and Edward had nothing to do with why we were so close. He had a great personality. He always knew how to make me feel better. He was kind, nice and sweet. He's the closest friend I ever had.

Well friend might not exactly be the word but……I don't know.

"So anything interesting today?" I asked as I leaned my head against the headboard.

"You mean besides the blond?" he grinned.

I smiled back, "yes besides the blond" As I rolled my eyes again.

"Nothing much. Oh, wait. I passed a blond on the side walk of…." I smacked his arm and laughed. He laughed with me, "Hey, I can't help it."

"Whatever" I mumbled.

We were silent for a while and my mind drifted back to……Carlisle. I must've hurt him so badly. But I was just………scared. I thought I was having it again. That I was dreaming without knowing again. I was terrified. I was so happy that I was cured from that. I didn't want it again. So my mind jumped to hallucinating. And if I was, there was no way I was going to talk to someone who's not there.

But then, he was here. They saw him, and my reaction to seeing him was so hurtful. I had to………I had to……

My heart beat started to accelerate and my breathing hitched. I was panicking. Why was I panicking?

"Bella?" Damien asked warily.

"C……Could you get me……C…Carlisle?" I stuttered not meeting his eyes.

"Why? What's wrong?" He asked anxiously and quickly flipped his position.

"I need to talk to him. A…apologize" I was panicking over seeing him again. I was afraid that I might have another seizure. I hated it.

"Bella you don't have to" he whispered as he saw the panic in my eyes.

"No, I do. I must have hurt him. A…and he's a…always been n…nice to me. Not…to mention that I can't treat his family that way" I tried to swallow back the lump that was in my throat but it was too big.

I felt a cold hand on mine and heard his sweet whisper, "Bella…you know…… I could always get him for you……see what his problem is…."

"No!" I said immediately, almost shouting "What do you think I want from him? His pity? His sorrow? His regret? No Damien. Of course, I do wish for him to love me again, but he doesn't and I'll just have to deal with that. Don't you ever think that way again. He's gone forever. Even for my heart" I was glad that my voice didn't falter in that last lie, but I had to appear strong.

"Ok, ok. Just calm down" he said quickly. "Do you still want me to get Carlisle?"

"Yes" I whispered breathlessly.

"Ok" he nodded but I wouldn't let go of his hand. He looked at my hand and then back to me.

"Relax, I won't give you any privacy" He said trying to lighten the mood. But for once it didn't work.

Please, oh please. Don't let me go crazy in front of Carlisle.

"Damien" I whispered.

"Yes?"

"If you feel that I might start doing anything……crazy. Get Carlisle as far away from here as possible. Don't let him see me that way" My wet eyes burned into his anxious golden ones.

"But……" he started.

"No Damien. I don't want him to know. Please?" I whispered.

He stared at me for a moment then sighed. "Fine, I'll drag him away if I have to"

I nodded, took a deep breath and let go of his hand. Setting him free to go get Carlisle, "Thank you, Damien"

A/N: dun dun daaa! Will Bella have a seizure in front of Carlisle?? VIP question lol. And Who the heck is Damien? Wait, I know :P . Hope you liked it guys.

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Mai