A/N: So everyone, I just wanted to thank you for reading this story. It was fun while it lasted. After all, Bella died at the end of last chapter, so I can't really continue writing this story.

J/K!! Gee, don't kill me.

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DISCLAIMER: I'm not Stephenie Meyer. I own nothing TWILIGHT related. Please don't hold it against me and read my story nonetheless.

BPOV

March 31 - Later that night at the hospital

I vaguely remember hearing loud screaming horns while I dreamed. I dreamed about Edward. I couldn't deny my feelings for him anymore. I had buried them deeply, but they were still there. True, he was my best friend. But he was also more than that. He was someone I could see myself with for the rest of my life. The idea of him with anyone else made my stomach churn and I wanted to throw up. Edward protected me and made me feel safe and secure. But at the same time, he was always making me stretch my boundaries and live outside my safe walls I had once put up. He was always in my thoughts of the future. I was going to have to tell him sometime.

In my current dream we were on vacation in sunny Florida. Edward would hold my hand as we waited in line for whichever ride we were waiting for. He would lean into me to whisper into my ear and share a joke that was only meant for the two of us. He would brush my hair from my face, letting his fingers linger on my cheek longer than necessary. Later in the dream we were watching the stars in the sky over one of the many theme parks. Edward turned to me after saying something sweet and sentimental. His face would inch closer to my own. Softly and lovingly, he would press his lips to mine. Fireworks would explode above us showering us in blues, reds, greens, and purples. I never got a good look at any of them however, because all my eyes could see were the sparkling, emerald eyes of Edward looking back at me.

I could hear faint voices calling to my. I ignored them, hoping to continue kissing my Edward. Edward pulled away from me and I could hear him whisper my name. I smiled back at him, holding his cheeks in my palms. I placed my forehead against his chest as listened to the consistent beating of his heart. Soon, his heartbeats began to sound like a beeping noise. I could hear Edward whisper to me as I continued listening to his heart that was now beeping. I sighed and whispered his name, "Edward…"

I felt him squeeze my hand and tell me he was here. I was slightly confused but smiled anyway. Suddenly, I could feel a dull ache in my arm and shoulder, as if someone had punched me ten or twenty times over and over. My throat hurt and felt scratchy. I gasped as I smelled the air around me. I would recognize the air anywhere, it smelled like any of the hospitals that I had been a frequent visitor of in the past. My dream quickly faded and I began to panic. What if Edward didn't care about me at all. The beeping that had been Edward's heartbeat began to quicken and for whatever reason, get louder. The bed shifted and I felt two strong arms wrap around me gently, being careful of my arm.

"Shhhhh… Bella, relax. You need to relax. I'm here. Just relax. Can you hear me, my Bella." Edward voice sounded like velvet wrapped around chocolate. His voice in my ear allowed me to breathe deeply and soon the beeping began to slow down and quiet slightly.

I was able to open my eyes. I saw the white painted room, just like any other hospital room. I looked up and saw Edward's head above my own. "Edward? What's going on? Why am I in the hospital? Why does my arm feel like it went twelve rounds with Mike Tyson?"

Edward smiled down at me with a sad expression on his face. I continued to look expectantly up at him. He sighed and quickly reminded me what had happened after the last bell and how Mike had jerked my arm out of its socket. He reminded me about the fight between him and Mike, and then told me how Coach James had to practically tackle Mike when he tried to strangle Edward when he wasn't looking. Apparently, Edward had noticed that I was passing out and tried to keep me awake by talking to me and Mike tried to "sucker punch" him while he was distracted. I got angry when I had remembered Mike begging Edward to stop the fight, and Edward had complied to come over to me. I noticed as I looked back up at Edward that he had a slight bruise on his cheekbone and would probably have a small black eye for a few days.

"Are you okay, Edward?" I asked while my hand reached up to graze his cheek.

He flinched slightly and pulled away from my touch. My heart practically broke when he pulled away from me. And it felt like it shattered into minuscule pieces when he got off the bed and moved away from me. "I'm fine," he said to the wall. He turned back to me and walked over to a chair that was sitting beside the bed. I made no more moves to touch him, and he did the same.

I could understand why he wouldn't want to touch me, I was nothing special, just a plain girl from school. He deserved more than me, and he knew it. I sighed as I laid my head back against the pillow and hoped that the pain in my arm would go away.

Edward must have noticed that I was in pain, because the next thing I noticed was a nurse leaning over my IV and adding some medicine. Soon the pain decreased and went away. I was teetering on the edge of consciousness when I heard my parents enter the room with Coach James. They were accompanied by a doctor who was explaining that I would be released first thing in the morning, and that I would be able to go on vacation, but I had to make sure I didn't ride anything that would jerk my arms around. (There goes any of the fun rides at the parks I thought to myself). I listened for a few moments until I noticed a soft hand holding my own. I looked over to see Edward still sitting in the chair and holding my uninjured hand. I was happy that he hadn't just left me in this room when the adults all entered. I smiled and let my heart hope that maybe, just maybe, Edward still could care about me, even if I was plain. I smiled back at him as I fell asleep.

I was once again lost to my dreams of Edward. At least my heart had a place it could go to be with Edward. Even if it was in my unconscious and only when I was asleep. Maybe someday, those dreams could become a reality again, but my mind wouldn't let my heart even consider it, for fear of breaking and shattering. I could hear music playing in the distance as Edward and I danced underneath the stars. My heart smiled as Edward held me safe in his arms.

If only in my dreams….

A/N: tomorrow they all go on vacation. Don't worry, Bella doesn't get left behind. Although that wouldn't be that bad if Edward stayed home with her. Hmm….