Why Edward? Why?

Chapter 17: Dying

Bella POV

I was walking back with my urine in one hand and my temper calmed. I shouldn't have had a go at Edward. I'm maybe just so paranoid.

I planned to go in and apologize to Tanya, have her do our results and make everything all ok with Edward.

I didn't plan what I heard and saw.

I was just outside the room, about to turn the handle when I heard Edward half-yelling at Tanya:

"What do you mean, Tanya?" he asked in confusion. Then she spoke:

"I was always in love with you Edward before she came along - the filthy slag!"

I gasped and opened the door and had to hold back a louder scream.

Edward had his lips pinned with hers, making out for America and showing no signs of stopping.

His arms reached to her shoulders and she started to undo her top. I couldn't even bear to watch.

Unthinkingly, I let out a strangled squeal of pain, he pushed her forcefully off her.

His eyes met mine and I smacked him right across the face, pouring my wee all over his head.

I legged it out of the room, down the hall and ignoring the "B-Bella! Come Back!"

No way was I running back to him. The cheating bastard.

I reached the lobby and threw the door open. The rain was still pissing it down and I had the car keys.

I beeped the door unlocked and got myself in it, forgetting about seatbelts and hit the accelerator.

I was out of the car park and halfway down the highway in thirty seconds, I was nearing 70mph and I still hadn't got my seatbelt on.

My head filled with the heartbreaking images in my head, clouding my mind, forgetting about the road in front of me.

Why? I screamed at myself. Why? Why Edward? Why?

I was screaming to myself.

I didn't hear several loud horns blare at me, before I was in a crash - so powerful that I could of sworn I felt my back go.

Blood squirted it in my eyes, my arms bounced numbly around me, and I felt my head meet the windscreen.

My skull broke the pressure in my head - making myself feel agonic pain, but ignored it. I didn't car: maybe I wanted to die...

Maybe if I died, it would end everything.

End the stress. The pain of Edward cheating. If I survived, I'd have to live through it. I think I wanted to die...

I heard yells and panicked people. "Quick! She's loosing loads of blood!" I heard an un-familiar voice say.

My eyes were glanced and I felt my consciousness drop.

Slowly, my eyes fade and the pain depending.

I heard and witnessed through my closing eyes: that I didn't push/could not push his hand away.

Please, please - make me die. Please, please - I want to die.

I screamed loudly, making myself wake up and feel the panic, they had to cut, me out of the car.

My head drooped and I fell silent. Peace was with me. Please stay.