Disclaimer: Ah, this is getting annoying and its' like its bragging about me not owning twilight, or Edward, or Bella, or half human vampire hybrids called Renesmee. They all belong to the wonderful Stephenie Meyer!!!!

A/N: Yeah! I'm back, after a huge fight with my stupid defective laptop!!! I swear, don't judge me on this or think I'm spoiled, but I've been through 4 laptops so far. And the first one had a loose piece, so my dad sent it back for another one, then we brought that one to China, and sadly, my dad left it in the back of a taxi, then I got another one, and it wouldn't turn on after like 2 months, and right now, I'm typing this author's note on the current, very defective laptop. So, technology hates me. So does my stupid phone that I accidently chucked down a sewer drain. Thanks for reviewing! You guys rock. If I didn't reply to your review, I was either too lazy or my stupid defective laptop, which has issues with Gmail, deleted by "accident". :D Oh yeah, I'm planning to make this story all in Edward's point of view, because personally I think it's really frustrating switching back and forth. IMPORTANT: I HAVE ALSO DECEIDED TO CHANGE BELLA'S AGE TO 12 YEARS OLD!!! That's all for now. :D You all rock Edward's socks! :D Penguins

Patient, Doctor Bonding Time

I quickly stalked away from Room 4, or currently known as perverted 40 year old lady room. As a result of all the other doctors taking their breaks, or working somewhere else, I was forced to check up on Jessica. It was an experience I never want to experience again, in my whole entire existence. She had said something along the lines of knowing I'd come back to give her a sponge bath…. I shuddered violently as the graphic scenes started playing like a movie in her head, and unfortunately mine too.

As I went down the main hallway to get some coffee to "drink" I passed Room 17. I hadn't visited Bella since three Saturdays ago, when I first met her. She seemed kind of… well, not worried about the situation. Somehow, I had this feeling that her body was the fighter type. Her body wouldn't give up, until it was fully healthy, or it would fight off the cells, until she died.

I pushed away the last thought. I had never liked seeing people die, that was why I became a doctor, but people often die in hospitals.

"Dr. Cullen," A nasally voice interrupted my thoughts. "You may or may not know that today is Patient Doctor Bonding Time. It seems like you haven't visited Bella Swan in Room 17 since last, last, last Saturday, and the staff of the hospital encourage you to visit her today and bond with her."

I looked at Lauren's over-botoxed, smothered in inches of make-up face.

"Sure I'll get right to it; I just need to stop by the cafeteria to get a snack." I lied.

"Ok." She gave me an attempt at a seductive smirk, but it ended up like a grimace, mixed with a twitching eye.

Was it me, or were half of the women in this hospital really perverted, or don't have boyfriends.

I walked out of the Hospital Gift Shop with my hands full. I had bought Bella, a HUGE brown velveteen teddy bear sitting in a willow basket surrounded by chocolate candies of every sort. In the other hand, I had 6 balloons in every color of the rainbow except for black because it was depressing. Each balloon had 100 Skittles in the same color as the balloon. I didn't know if Skittles tasted good, but I had seen many children in the residential ward with huge bags of Skittles by their bed that were full one day, the next day, the bag would be empty.

-THUNK-THUNK-

I pretended to rub my head after knocking on the door with it, and then I took a deep breath and tried to push the venom that was beginning to build up down my throat. Her scent was so tempting. A perfect balance of freesias, strawberries, and something else that was unbearably sweet that I couldn't identify.

"Bella, it's me, Dr. Edward, may I come in?" I asked.

"Mmhmmm…" came a small, raspy voice.

I tentatively opened the metal door to see Bella holding a strand of her beautiful, long, chocolate colored locks. She looked so sad staring at the stray piece of hair that had fallen out. I had told her a couple days ago that she was lucky to still have all her hair still intact for so long after the chemotherapy had started.

Her heartbeat was so different than it was before. Now it was slower, more weak and depressing than before. It didn't tempt me as much to kill her, as before.

"How have you been doing?" I asked Bella quietly.

"Ok, I guess." She looked up from her hair.

I stood there awkwardly for a moment before asking her if I could come in.

"Sure." She replied with a shrug.

"I, uh, got you some stuff from the gift shop." I said, breaking the silence.

She looked at me suspiciously than finally noticed the huge objects I had set on her table.

"Wow… you didn't have to get all that stuff for me. I'm perfectly fine without it. Thanks, but I think you should take it back to the gift store." She said shyly.

"No, I did. I felt bad for not visiting you for a while." I said.

"It's ok." I'm used to being lonely. Charlie's the chief sheriff in town, so he's out a lot visiting the tiny crime scenes in the area." She said.

The next few seconds felt like forever. The tension in the room was so thick, that I could probably have cut it with a cake knife.

"Do you miss going out with your friends? Going shopping with your friends? Watching TV at home?" I was truly interested in Bella. She was first person I had ever met that I couldn't read their mind. It felt weird and unnatural to have only my own thoughts floating around.

"Not really. I never had many friends. My best friend was my mom, but it was kinda awkward at times. You know?"

"Not really. I was quiet and shy when I was little. I stuck to myself and my piano. I had no siblings because my mom couldn't have any more kids after me. But even after I got adopted by my aunt, I had 4 siblings, and no friends."

"Oh."

"Aren't you afraid of dying?"I asked Bella. She didn't seem concerned at all.

"No. When I die, I die. Its life I guess." She said insignificantly.

That wasn't the answer I expected. Bella was an odd human girl, but interesting at the same time.

"Then aren't you going to miss anything at all?" I persisted.

"Nothing. Or nothing until my hair starts to fall out. I don't want it to fall out." She spoke.

Her words were followed by an awkward silence.

"Well if ever need to talk to me, just call the nurses to page me, ok?" I said nervously. What else was I supposed to say?

"Ok." She mumbled quietly.

"Then I'm leaving if you don't need anything else." I spoke softly.

"Wait." She said suddenly. I came back to her bedside.

"Thanks for the basket and candy. It means a lot to me" She said then gave me a gentle hug.

My throat burned, being so close to her neck. I pushed the feeling away and then gave her a hug back.

"You're welcome." I said simply.

Bella and I were friends now. I think.

I exited the room and thought about Bella. For some reason, I felt so close to her, closer than I had felt to any of my patients.

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