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BPOV

After I was released from the hospital, I took some time off work. I couldn't very well drive myself to work every day with a cast on my right leg. Edward offered to take me, but honestly, I just wanted a break. I stayed off my leg, like I was supposed to and it healed nicely. The doctors even say that once I finish my physical therapy, I can go back to taekwondo. Providing I take it easy and build myself up.

Some days while sitting in the physical therapy room "building muscle", which just means I get to sit for a half an hour while my leg gets little shocks of electricity, I have plenty of time to think. Other days I actually have to work to make my leg better. I try to block the wreck from my mind. I've stopped having the nightmares where I can hear the crashing of my car into the tree. Edward's been a big help in staving those off.

It was strange. I knew I should hate Tanya. She tried to kill me. But I just felt sorry for her. I felt like I knew how she was feeling, sort of. I know how I felt when I saw Alec and her, but I just accepted it as it was. That I wasn't good enough to love. But I can't be sorry for that now, because it led me to Edward. He seemed to enter my life and infiltrate every part of me. I could see why a girl would get so upset over losing him.

But that doesn't excuse her from what she did. I would still like to find out exactly why. Right now, I only have speculations as to why she ran me off the road. She still hasn't woken up from her coma. And that's the bad part. I see Jake sitting with her when I go in for my physical therapy. I swing by just to say hi to him. I know he's lonely sitting there waiting for her. I feel awful that he loved her and she left him like he wasn't good enough.

Being empathetic to all these sides of our mixed up world is really exhausting. I try to only focus on the good things because when I really think about Tanya and what she did, it just pisses me off. How could she do that to someone like Jake? He's a great guy, and she just tossed him aside. But he's still sitting there by her bed, two months later, like a lost puppy. So I just try to imagine some of what Tanya's thoughts were, like how she felt losing her baby and how that triggered something in her. That's when I feel the worst for her. She had a life growing inside her and she lost her baby. I couldn't imagine what I would do in that situation. Adding to that is her past episodes. I'm sure she was a time bomb waiting to go off.

But then what about Jake? Yes, I think he's a good guy, now. But he was a willing participant in Tanya's affair when she was with Edward. Doesn't that make him a bad guy? I just couldn't reconcile my feelings on those two. It seemed for every pro there was at least two cons. But about three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a selfless guy, willing to give up his happiness for the wellbeing of another. Second, there was a part of him – and I didn't know how potent that part might be – that hungered for me as much as I did for me. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him.

"God, Bella that was amazing. Nothing can stop you when you set your mind to it." Edward teased knowing that I had practically attacked him. It had been almost a month and a half since I had gotten out of the hospital. I needed him and I was tired of waiting for my stupid cast to come off.

"I'm sorry….ok, maybe I'm not. You're not mad right? That I couldn't wait until the cast of gone?" I asked nervously. I was lying on my stomach, my casted leg propped up. Edward was lying behind me and gently drawing patterns on my skin.

"No, baby. Don't be sorry and I could never be mad at you for wanting me. In fact, anytime you feel like it, just let me know. I will be very accommodating." He said as he kissed my back softly sending chills down my spine. I could hear the smirk in his voice even in the darkness of the room.

"What are you drawing on me?" I could feel certain times when it seemed like he was tracing letters on me. But the message that I thought he was writing, could it be what I think?

"You can tell I'm tracing letters?"

"Yeah. See, like that. That was a U, right?"

"Well, that was an easy one. What about this?" He questioned as he began to draw again.

"It's an I."

"Ok, how about we try to see if you can figure out what words I'm writing."

I could feel my heart flutter as he spelled out L-O-V-E. He'd already traced an I and a U, so I was pretty sure he was telling me he loved me at this point. But I wanted to make sure before I just blurted it out, because I knew how I felt.

"Wait, do the whole thing one more time." He began again tracing I L-O-V-E Y-O-U on my back with languid strokes that shot right through me making my heart speed up and tingles in my lower belly.

"Really?" I asked, holding back the tears that were threatening to escape.

"Really, what? " He asked teasing because he knew I figured it out.

"You….you love me?" I asked and a tear fell from my eye.

"I do, Bella. I love you so much. I've tried to tell you a few times, but I seem to be interrupted. I thought I could tell you a different way this time."

As quickly as I could I was up and scrambling to him, wrapping my arms around him. "Edward, I love you, too," I said before I placed a solid kiss on his lips with as much vigor as I could muster. His lips parted allowing my access and our tongues dancing. I felt the tingles in my belly again and Edward was right in sync with me. We made love again after our proclamations. Slowly, sweetly, reverently. He was the man I loved, and he loved me back.

The beeping to indicate my time was up for my "electro-shock therapy", as I've taken to calling it. The nurse came in and began removing the electrodes when my cell phone began ringing as well. I answered when I saw that it was Edward.

"Hey. What's up?" I answered, thankful to be leaving in a few minutes so I could see my love again.

"Bella, something's happened with Tanya. Can I meet you at the hospital?" Edward sounded off. I knew something bad must have happened. A shiver ran down my spine.

"Yeah, that's fine. Do I need to go to her room, or should I wait for you?"

"Um, yeah, waiting sounds better. I'll be there in a few minutes. I love you."

"I love you, too. Be safe."