Age 22

"Please, baby talk to me."

"…"

"It's been days since I've heard from you Edward; I'm getting worried."

"…"

"Alright, I'm coming in."

"Go away, Bella."

"Oh so now you speak?"

"…"

"Edward, I know you're still- holy shit! My God it's a pigsty. What's that smell?"

"I said, go the fuck away."

"Now that is where you're wrong. You told me to just go away. Not to go the fuck away."

"…"

"Not funny?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I'm worried about you Edward. It's been a week since you've been out of the hospital and no one has seen or heard from you since."

"Maybe I didn't want to talk to anybody."

"Oh just cut the bullshit Edward. Your family might see through it but not me. I see exactly what is going on."

"…"

"And you know I'm right. Your still young Edward, your knee will heal and you'll get back in the game."

"… And if I don't?"

"Well… if you don't then you'll just have to do something else."

"Ha! Yeah, right. What else is there for me to do? I'm pretty much flunking out and without football I'm nothing."

"You're wrong."

"Excuse me?"

"I said you're wrong. You're not just football, baby. You have so much more going for you that I can't believe you don't see it yourself."

"You're just saying that. Pretty sure you'll see it yourself and move on from me."

"How can you say that?"

"…"

"So you really do believe that if you don't play football anymore that I would just leave you?"

"…"

"Wow… that's just nice. You obviously don't know me after all. Who was it that stood by your side before you found football? I know damn well that Newton and those jerkoffs didn't even acknowledge you until you scored that winning touchdown. I was your best friend way before then and stayed by your side. What makes you think that I wouldn't do the same after football? You know what? Enjoy your fucking pity party Edward. I'm done."

"Bell- no-"

"And you know what hurt the most? You wouldn't even come to me about this and treating me like everyone else. We were supposed to be there for one another no matter what. And you think I would throw everything we have over a stupid sport?"

"No! That's not…"

"Then explain it to me! Talk to me!"

"I don't want you to be fucking disappointed in me okay! What if I can't do anything else? How else am I supposed to take care of you? I'll just be free-loading off you until I can figure something else out and I don't want that for you!"

"How about what I want, huh?"

"What? What is it that you want?"

"For you to actually have faith in us and believe we will make it through this! The doctors said you can easily recover and have full use of your knee."

"…"

"And I want you to trust me. Trust that I would do anything for you. That I would never leave you behind no matter what! We are supposed to be in this together and dammit I'm going to fight for this. Don't give up on me already."

"…"

"Edward? Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Bella…"

"Edward? What are you doing? You're going to hurt yourself! Get up!"

"…"

"Oh my god…"

"Bella? Shit… this wasn't what I had planned… I wanted to take you out somewhere nice…"

"…"

"I had this for months, just waiting for the right time…. I had it planned for that night before the accident."

"Edward…"

"No, no let me do this. Bella, I knew I have loved you the moment I saw you on that playground sixteen years ago. You became my best friend, my confidant, and after that damn formal, my lover. I remember how beautiful you looked that night and I knew, I knew I wanted you to be a part of me forever. I remember asking you at ten and you turned me down. And I pray to God you have changed you mind since then…"

"…"

"Marry me, Bella. "

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