A/N: YAY TY DLC! (daddy's little cannibal) For some reason applying to be your beta got me over some of my writer's block! jigs


here it finally is!! I know it's rough but I wanted to get it up asap! Review pls!

EPOV

"Damn it!"

really, the lose thread on my sweater wasn't such a big deal...

then again...

i tugged at it angrily, as if it were an incompetent soul and I were Death.

I ended up unraveling half the sweater.

"Damn!"

"Jeez Edward! We're in a hospital and you're louder than Emmet!" grumbled a bleary eyed nurse who often worked with Carlisle.

"Yea, Edward, calm down. You're fretting like an overprotective mother."

I glared at the nurses and, even sleep deprived, they decided I wasn't in the mood. or rather, I was in a mood.

Carlisle strolled in and said, "That strange girl, Bella, is fine. She simply passed out when her system was overloaded. She wants to talk to you."

BPOV

I was nervous. And slightly awed that I wasn't dead. And tremendously amazed that not only did a really hot guy save my life, he didn't take advantage of me!

As my savior stepped in, I felt the heat rush to my face and prayed I wouldn't faint (again).

We waded into an awkward silence and stuck there for awhile. I was still trying not to hyperventilate, so I was greatly relieved when he broke our silence.

"Are you feeling well?" His voice was like crushed velvet.

"Y-yes, thank you, Mr...?"

"Cullen, Edward Cullen." his smooth as honey voice poured.

God, he's sexy...

"Miss? Bella?! Are you alright?!" the alarm in his voice surprised me.

His- Edward's, panic was because I seemed to be hyperventilating at super speed combined with my tomato paste face created the illusion I was choking. "I'm fine, really." I look up to give him a reassuring smile, that then faded to an agape jaw as I actually saw him. Before my brain was microwaved to goop I asked, "How do you know my name?"

EPOV

Afraid to trigger another easy blush that corrupted my self control, I proceeded hesitantly.

"Well, you...you mumble in your sleep."

As feared, she blushed and I stiffened. How long can you hold up? Carlisle's thoughts were tinged with concern. "I'm fine." I whispered this quietly and quickly, knowing only he could hear me. I also knew I put more force into than necessary. I was proving that statement to myself too.

"What did I say?" the angel asked in a stark whisper.

I turned to find her face in and odd battle of fear and determination. Her soft skin had blanched to the same color as my granite skin, but her lips were pursed and her eyes held a fire that said, I'll deny it.

Her thoughts were unclear, but her face gave away every emotion.

BPOV

I knew what I'd been dreaming, and it wasn't pleasant. I had seen my life like a soundless movie. It wasn't pretty. And of course, my last two memories were dying in the cold, and the reason I had tried to die. Not kill myself, per say, but die.

If he heard that, I'll deny it. Say it was a nightmare.

"Not much. I only caught your name and a couple of others. Who are Charlie, Renee, Phil, and Ja-"

Have to cut him off! my frenzied brain chanted.

"Charlie was my 'father', Renee my 'mom' and Phil was her husband."

"Was?" curious and silky. Persuading.

"He killed her and he – nothing. He's doing life."

"Oh." shocked. Pitying. Surprised. Curiosity. And was that...a protective edge?

EPOV

Shocked. How could such horrendous things happen to this angel?

Pity. Why her?

Surprised. Stunned by her casual tone.

Curiosity. What had she been going to say?

And protective. Entirely too protective. I should see her objectively. Not as prey, but not as something to defend either. Yet I wanted to rush to her side and wipe away her silently falling tears. Yearned to hold her, to shield her from her pain, and to lift the crushing weight of the world off her fragile shoulders. I couldn't help myself. I ran to her without another thought and then held her, rubbing soothing circles.

I mad e sure not to breathe, for that could make my angel an angel. And would make me Death.

BPOV

He was holding me. I felt comforted. He stiffened for a second, as if realizing what he was doing, and I grabbed his abnormally cool and pale skin tightly, daring him to step away. He relaxed and so did I, molding to his shape.

His skin felt cool and refreshing, not at all like...but no, stay away from those thoughts! I scolded myself and thought of happy things...

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A/N: yays. I'm gonna update again tomorrow about 3:00pm Central Standard Time.

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