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Chapter 5 Broken

I woke up the next day, and opened my eyes, slowly. "Edward?" I asked, and turned over, still feeling Edward's arms around me. "Yes, love?" he asked, stroking my hair. "What day is it?" I asked, I had decided I didn't want a Vegas wedding, I wanted it to be me, him, my family, his family, my friends and his friends. That was all I needed.

"Its Saturday." he smiled. "You know what, maybe we should give Alice a little time," I started and he stood up. I heard a loud scream from down stars, it was Alice yelling: "YES!" "You've changed you mind?" he asked, could I see a smile?

"Yes, but you don't seem so sad, why?" I said, leaning in closer. "Because, if we're going to spend forever together, I'd rather start my immortal life with you with a normal wedding. I mean, we'll be together forever, so we can get married everyday if we wish to.

I smiled, and he leaned in closer to me now, kissing me softly on the lips. He wrapped my arms around me, and turned over so he was lying on top of me. My heart was going nuts, beating like it was about to burst out of my chest. "Breath, Bella." Edward smiled as he pulled away.

I took a deep breath and Edward smiled even more. "It will never stop will it?" I asked. He looked confused and asked; "What will never stop?" "You dazzling me all the time?" I sounded strange, I heard it myself, I was out of breath.

"I don't know, Bella. Maybe when you're the one dazzling me even more." he answered, and I couldn't help but smile. I smiled at the thought of knowing soon I would be a vampire, and Edward and I didn't have to leave each other ever again.

"We better get down, Alice is going crazy." he smiled, standing up. I laughed and got up. He walked down as I got dressed. It was a new outfit. I just put it on, not caring to look at it to many times. "Hey, Bella!" They called as I got down stairs. "Bella!" Alice screamed, running towards me. "Yes, Alice?" I answered.

"Can you come with me and Rosalie to my room, please?" I still looked at Edward, and he smiled at me with his crooked smile. Knowing his sisters would doll me a little put while they were at it.

I was dragged up by Rosalie and Alice, and they put my on Alice's bed. "Okay, Bella. Tell us, what you want for your wedding?" Alice said, and smiled at me. And I started, "I don't want a big wedding, I want it to be, my family, and friends, and Edward's family, and friends." "The dress?" Alice asked and I noticed Rosalie was taking notes, not that a vampire could ever forget something.

"I don't know, Alice. All I know is that I want it to be simple, not too much, and white." I answered. "But still traditional, right?" she asked. I was amazed she was letting me decide of a change.

"Yes." was all I said.

"Do you want it in a church? Or on the beach or anything like that?" I smiled as Alice said that. "Maybe, but if it's going to be on the beach I want it to be at night." I said, looking up at Rosalie and Alice in front of me. They both were smiling at me.

"What?" I smiled and laughed at them smiling at me. "I think that's a great idea, Bella." Rosalie said, and my eyes flicked to her face. For the first time Rosalie was talking directly to me and she was smiling at me.

Rosalie was nice to me, I liked it, it made me fell better at once. I didn't like to talk about how I wanted things. I was used to getting what others want.

Alice, Rosalie and I were looking online, they were asking a lot of questions about how I wanted my dress, and so on. "Edward wants you to come down stairs, he's cooking for you." Alice said and I pressed my lips together, trying not to laugh. "Okay, then I'll see you two later."

Edward waited for me at the bottom of the stairs, and I ran into his arms, and he embraced me. "Edward, what smells so good?" I asked, by the sound of my voice, he knew Alice had already told me, he was cooking, "It's just some Italian, I hope you like it." he smiled and I smiled back.

He brought me to the kitchen and I sat down at one of the chairs around the beautiful kitchen table, and Edward got me my food. It looked delicious and it smelled mouthwatering. It tasted even better, "Is it good?" he asked, sitting down next to me. "It's delicious!" I moaned. He chuckled and kissed my forehead. He watched me as I ate and laughed if I did something strange.

"It's not fair you know." I said, when I was done eating.

He looked at me with a strange look, seemed like I got him by surprise. "What's not fair, love?" he looked a little worried and I smiled.

"You've never made food, because you never had to, I, who has made food all my life, and your skills are better than mine." I looked down at the food, and when I looked up at Edward, I burst out into laughter.

Suddenly, oh no. Food wasn't supposed to go down that pipe. I. Can't. Breath. I started leaning over the table, started to cough, in an effort to get the food out. Edward was behind me in a moment, took a grip around me waist, and started to hit me in the stomach with this two hands, who ever balled up into a huge fist.

I was panicking and Edward kept trying to get the food out of my throat. I heard something broke in the room, looking around in panic, still feeling Edward pushing in between my rips, trying to get the food, that was stuck in my throat, up.

Finally he made it, his whole family standing in the kitchen, with a worried look on all their faces.

I sunk down on the floor, Edward's arms still around my waist, he sunk down with me, hugging me now.

I didn't realize I was crying until he said, very calmly in my ear. "Oh, don't cry, Bella. Its fine, you're okay." I felt a pain in my left side, and held my hand over where it hurt.

"Edward, you truly have cooking skills to die for!" Emmett joked, the joke sounded like it was coming from the other side of a noisily road.

Carlisle was leaning over me and I still held my hand over my left side, protectively. "It's okay, Bella. I just need to look at it." he said, and Edward took my hand away, not letting it go, thought. Carlisle slowly and very carefully pulled my shirt up, not touching my skin with his ice cold fingers.

"You have a broken rib, Bella." Carlisle said, looking at me with concerned. I looked up at Edward, he was looking away from us, looking like he was about to start crying, or yell at somebody.

"Edward?" I asked, I sounded in pain, and I was. He didn't let me go, thought. "Edward?" Carlisle asked now, Edward just lifted me up and carried me up to his room. He laid me on his bed, very carefully. Carlisle had followed and said, "We have to put you out for a moment, alright?" and I nodded weakly.

I was deep in mind, trying to understand what Edward was feeling. I guess that he was blaming himself, for hurting me. "Edward?" I asked, and Carlisle was finding the needles, and my heart sounded like it was beating right next to my ears.

Edward stood beside be, sinking down to his knees and held my hand, he smiled apologetically to me, like it was his fault, I didn't blame him, I didn't blame anything! "Edward, don't blame yourself.." I whispered, breathing through my nose, quickly.

"And if I do?" he asked, leaning in closer to me. "I love you, anyway.." I whispered, and felt the needle go into my left side.

And slowly, everything was fading to black.

EPOV

I sat on my knees, holding Bella's hand while Carlisle fixed her rib and I wanted to kill myself for hurting her. It didn't help that she said she didn't care, I was hurting her, trying to save her life.

It was my fault, I had broken that rib, I was the one who made the food in the first place.

"Stop beating yourself up, son." Carlisle was thinking, looking at me a short moment before he looked down at Bella again.

"Give me one reason I shouldn't." I said, stroking Bella's hand with my thumb.

"You heard her, she knew you didn't mean to hurt her, she knows you love her." my father explained.

"She loves me, but her love to me, is only a small tree compared to my huge forest." I smiled looking at my sleeping angels face.

"Seems to me, like you two are meant for each other." Carlisle thought and looked at me again, then continued working. I looked at him again.

"Edward, I know what you're thinking; that she will be better off without you, but she'll not be. Alice showed me something after Bella's party. How Bella was after we left, and what really surprised me was that you had whole plan ready, the second Jasper jumped her.

"You knew, what to do. And Alice saw that neither you nor Bella were happy." Carlisle went on.

"If we gave her time, then maybe she would be." I said, again looking at Bella.

Carlisle stood up, he was done. The rib was fixed again. He sat down on the edge of the bed, looking at me with a very concerned look on his face. "Don't do anything stupid, Edward. She'll know now, and Alice can't see her future, 'cause without you, there isn't any." Carlisle spoke out and I looked down at my right hand, that was resting on my lap.

What was I going to do, just live on with, Bella, harming her every time I was meant to save her? I loved her, no questions asked, but I never wanted her to be hurt.

I stood up, kissed Bella's forehead and walked out of my bedroom, leaving the door open, so I would be able to hear her waking up even clearer.

"Alice." I said, in a casual tone, walking down the stares. "Yes, Edward." Alice answered, standing in front of me in a blink of a human eye. "I want to see your vision." I demanded. My sister closed her eyes, her head down and memorizing what she had seen a few days ago.

Vision:

Bella sat on her bed, tears streaming from her eyes, she was saying something, repeating it over and over, "He's gone." she whispered and it hurt in my chest.

It switched to another scene and it had me in it. I was sitting against a wall, in some dark corner of the world, with a bottle of whiskey in my hand, in an attempt to get myself drunk, so I could forget for just a little moment, my Bella.

Then another scene; Charlie coming into the bathroom, finding Bella lifeless on the floor. She's not breathing, then another scene with Charlie crying in the living room.

I was going to kill, Bella, if I ever left.

Longest chapter until now, hope you guys enjoy it, as much as I enjoyed writing it. If you're wondering about the dress, I found one I had in mind . As you see, Edward is wondering if he should leave Bella, because he hurt her, and no worries, because I won't let it happen!

This story is about Edward not leaving, so it would be kind of stupid if he did. If you readers has any tips of what's going to happen next, tell me! 'Cause right now, I'm a little blank. Tell me, am I doing a good job writing in Edward POV, I need to know. AND IF YOU REVIEW, I'LL WRITE, AND TRY TO UPDATE AS FAST AS POSSIBLE! 33