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{BPOV}

"Ahem."

At the sound of someone ostentatiously clearing their throat I tried to spring away from Edward, but it proved impossible as I was in a hospital bed and he kept his arms around me.

I looked up to see a doctor so incredibly handsome I wondered again if I was in Heaven.

"Yes, Carlisle?" Edward was clearly comfortable with the doctor, and his lovely voice was warm and easygoing.

"Just came in to check on the patient, Bella is it?", The doctor, Carlisle, turned to look questioningly at me.

"I'm feeling much better now Doctor...?" I started to trail off, uncertain what to call him, but he quickly supplied the name.

"Cullen." He said with an easygoing smile.

"Of course it is." I muttered darkly. Dr. Cullen gave me a confused look, but the look Edward gave me was searching and frustrated. He seemed to be concentrating very hard. I looked up at Edward and said "I'd like to get dressed."

"Oh, right." He let go of me and turned around. When he turned back he was holding a shopping bag. "Your old clothes were rather torn and-"

"Where are they?" I asked coldly.

"These are much better and I'm sure-"

"I don't accept charity. Where. Are. My. Clothes." I said each word slowly and distinctly, my voice like icicles. But he didn't answer, choosing instead to mutely hold the bag in front of me. "Oh, fine, I'll put these on! But I still want my things. You have no right to take them from me." I glared at him and grabbed the bag. Jumping off the gurney I headed into the small private bathroom.

My legs felt weak and I was dizzy, but I walked casually and made it look as if everything was normal. The sooner I seemed uninteresting to these strangers the better. I felt a pang at the idea of leaving the one named Edward, but I knew he would lose interest and eventually hurt me. Better that I left him before he left me.

Once the bathroom door was closed behind me I took a look at what was in the bag. There wasn't much, just a blue cashmere sweater, black jeans, socks, and black wedge boots. I stared at it in distaste. It all looked horribly fashionable and overpriced, but I put it on anyways. Anything was better than the flimsy hospital gown.

I pulled everything but the deathtraps- I mean boots, on. I was notoriously clumsy. I wondered to myself about my chances of dying if I wore them. Instead I looked in the mirror and washed my face and worked the kinks out of my hair.

Finally I couldn't avoid it any longer, and muttered a low oath to myself as I slipped the boots on.

EPOV

I heard her grumbling as she put on the new clothes. I still had her old clothes, just in case there was sentimental value to her, but they were in a box back at my house.

She opened the door and walked hesitantly out.

"How does anyone walk in these things? They're six inches high!" She mumbled to herself. I couldn't help smiling at her. Alice had gone a little overboard, but the boots had only about two and a half inch heels.

She glared up at me and asked through clenched teeth where her clothes were. She was even beautiful when she was angry. I smiled at her and said "All of your things are at my house, if you're feeling better then we can go right now. Carlisle has already signed your release."

"Look, Edwin-"

"Edward."

"Whatever, Edmund-"

"Edward."

"Fine, Eddy-"

"Edward."

Her glare, if possible, became more intense. The saying if looks could kill flashed through my head.

"I don't know what gave you the notion that I could afford a trip to the hospital, or why you seem intent on treating me like a charity case, but I don't need your help Ed-ward." She drew out my name tauntingly. "So just hand me my stuff and I'll be on my way and you can tell all your Country Club friends about the poor, crazy, orphan you fished off the streets for a day."

I was shocked. And appalled. And angry.

"Is that really what you think of me?"

My venomous tone seemed to knock her off balance, but only for a moment. She narrowed her eyes at me.

"It's what I know about you, and people like you."

We stared each other down.

A/N: Oooooh what will they do? Will Bella go with Edward? Or will she wind up back on the streets? And what caused her to become so hard and calloused? Review and Find Out!