Still with me?
"Bella? Bella!"
I'm vaguely aware as Edward bursts through the bathroom door.
"Shit. Shit. Bella? C'mon," he crouches down. Shakes me.
"E-Edward," I croak out.
"Bella, baby. I'm so sorry. So fucking sorry. I came back to apologize. I'm so sorry. Why did you do this?"
I want to tell him to stop yelling.
I want to take the frantic, panicked tone out of his voice.
He wraps my arms in a towel.
I drift, in and out.
He calls 911.
The paramedics come.
The next morning, I wake up in the hospital.
0-0
"Good morning, Mrs. Swan. I'm Dr. Banner."
"Hi," I reply. I'm groggy. So, so groggy. My arms sting and my head throbs.
"Do you know why you're here? Do you remember?" he asks.
"Yes."
He gives me a check up and then tells me that if I'm up to it, I have a visitor.
Edward.
Dr. Banner tells me that he's been in the waiting room all night.
I tell him I'm up to it, but I don't know if that's true.
I'm scared.
When Dr. Banner leaves and Edward comes in, I'm shy.
He looks so sad.
So worn down.
He pulls up a chair next to my bed and sits down, immediately taking my hand into his.
"I was so worried," is the first thing out of his mouth. "I cooled down and then I came back to your place and knocked in case you didn't want to see me. But I just had this bad feeling. I just...barged in after you didn't say anything."
"I'm sorry. I'm stupid. I'm okay, though," I assure him.
Edward laughs darkly. "Bella, you...I don't know what happened. You're not okay. You had to have stitches. They said you had a severe panic attack."
"I know, I know," I mutter.
"God, I was so worried. Nothing can happen to you. Ever. It was my fault. I shouldn't have yelled at you. I was letting out my anger on you. But Kate, she's gone."
"What? Gone?" I ask. "Like..she's dead?"
Despite everything, Edward manages a laugh. "No. Not dead. I've been talking to her relatives. She has family in Alaska. Her cousin has a spare room and she said Kate can stay there. It's in the middle of nowhere. She's leaving tomorrow."
"You spent so much time with her." My statement isn't meant to be accusatory, but it comes out that way. He spent so much time with her, while I was slowly falling apart inside.
"I wanted her gone. I told you I wanted you, just you. I meant it. I do mean it. Just you."
"Okay." It's all I can say.
"I've been a bastard, I know. We started out on the wrong foot, I know that too. I want to start over. Fresh. We can do things right. Go on dates."
"Okay," I say again. My head hurts. Edward looks dejected. "I'm just tired. So much is going on."
"Oh, shit. You're right," he laughs nervously. "I guess I should tell you something else, then."
I nod, waiting for him to continue.
"I kind of called both your dads."
Okay, so I haven't written chapters 99 and 100, but 100 will be the last chapter. I hope. I'm also at 944 reviews, which is crazy. But it would be awesome to get up to 1000 reviews by the end of the story. I don't really beg for reviews, but it would be super awesome to get to 1000 reviews with these next five chapters.
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