Bella's wide eyes board into mine with such an intensity it was almost hard to look away. The poor thing looked absolutely terrified at having me there.

"Bella, I-" I began.

She gasped when I spoke and her bottom lip began to tremble. The way she looked in that moment crushed me. I had never seen such pain and fear in her eyes before and I was responsible for it.

"Oh, Bella" I murmured, softly.

Not being able to help myself I reached out and slowly stroked her cheek. It felt just as it had before; soft, silky. The difference was that her scent had become irrelevant. It was certainly there, but it wasn't a temptation anymore. Perhaps my brain had accepted that feeding on Bella wasn't an option.

Little tears ran down Bella's face and I desperately wiped them away leaving little wet patches on her cheeks.

I wanted to ask her so many questions. Why did she do this to herself? What had happened after I left? What could I do to make things better? But I remembered what the man by the door had said (I assume he would've been her doctor. I wasn't thinking about it at the time.) She hadn't spoken since after... what had happened.

So, all I could do was sit on the side of her bed and hold this fragile girl's face in my hands, praying that things would just magically be okay.

"It's alright" I told her, desperately; willing my words to be true. "It's alright. Don't cry."

Her mouth formed opened like she was trying to say something, but the words seemed to get stuck in her throat. So, instead she let out a loud shriek.

"What is it, Bella?" I asked.

I could tell she was trying to communicate something, but it was as if the simple act of speaking was more painful than anything she'd ever done.

"Just let it out, sweet heart. Just let it out" I begged.

"Hey! What are you doing in here?" a voice from behind us snapped.

I jerked up, my hands ripping away from Bella's face. I spun around to face Jacob Black who was standing there glaring at me. I didn't recognise him at first. The last time I had seen him he had long hair. He must have cut it.

The way he was looking at me made me feel as if I was a naughty child who had been caught with their hand in a cookie jar. I then felt strangely defensive. I knew I had no right to be here, but who was this boy to judge me for it. What did he have to do with anything?

It was then that I smelled it. The musty, damp stench that resembled the scent of a poorly cared for old attic. A werewolves' smell.

Without thinking I lunged at Jacob, grabbing him by his collar and shoved him up against the wall.

"GET AWAY FROM HER" I screamed.

"Get away from her? Get away from her?!" Jacob shouted, ripping away from my grasp. "You think you can tell me to get away from her?! No! You cannot just come in here and act like you never left. Do you know why she's in here? It's because you fucked her up! You made her like this and if you think I'm gonna let you come back here and hurt her again then-"

"Jake, stop!" Bella shrieked.

Time seemed to freeze. Jacob and I seemed to forget everything and just stared at her. She was looking up at us with her hands covering her mouth and silent tears streaming down her face. I'd never seen her look so vulnerable.

All of a sudden I was suffocating, even though I didn't need to breathe. My hands started to shake and my mouth dried up. All I knew was that I had to get out of there. I had to leave as soon as possible before whatever this was became more than I could bare.

Oh, what was I thinking? It was already too much for me to bare.

"I'm so, so sorry" I said and forced my legs to move at get me out of there.

. . .

Pick up the phone. Please just pick up the phone I begged, silently.

When Carlisle answered with a worried; "Edward?" I finally let myself breathe.

"Carlisle... I need you to come to forks" I mumbled.

I didn't recognise my own voice. I sounded like a small child. I certainly hadn't been a child for over a hundred years, but in that moment I felt like one.

"Edward, has something happened?" Carlisle asked his voice full of concern.

"Yes... yes. I think I might have ruined everything" I choked.

"Oh, god" Carlisle said. "Hold on. I'll be right back."

I pinched my eyes shut when he left and let my head fall into my hands. Images of the bruises on Bella's neck had been burned into my brain making it easy to picture Bella hanging in the room I had just laid in a few hours earlier.

The fact that it was me that put her in that position was what had taken me from her hospital room. Just knowing that I was responsible for putting those thoughts in her head and giving her those feelings was enough to make me want to go to the voltori and ask them to end my life.

But I wasn't going to do that. I had abandoned Bella once. I wasn't about to do it again and I was going to do everything in my power to make sure she'd get better.

"Edward?" Carlisle said, coming back to the phone.

"Mmm?" I responded, lifelessly.

"We're coming to forks. We should be there soon" he told me.

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