Bella POV.

"I'm sorry Charlie," The Doctor, Samules, said. "Her body is not responding to any of the meds we have given her. I suggest she goes home and rests. I would say, she has a few weeks left, a month tops," I heard Charlie break into a sob.

"Doc, you have to understand, she's all I have left!" He moaned, "Please!" Charlie turned to me. "Bells, please! I need you!"

I ignored Charlie. I wasn't trying to be rude, I couldn't just find it in me to speak up. I stared at the same spot in the peeling wall as I have been staring at in the months that Charlie has been taking me to this dingy clinic in Port Angeles. Nobody understood me. Why I was depressed, why I was reacting to him, leaving me so, so alone.

Charlie didn't think too much about it, he didn't particularly love him, he just thought I was being melodramatic, and I would get over it, so after 2 months post-breakup, he was concerned that I wasn't well.

We went to see Charlie's Doctor, Saumles, and he diagnosed me with Parkinson's Disease and Multiple sclerosis, basically killing me from the inside out. But, I couldn't bring myself to care. How could I live in a world without him? I don't care how many times he will leave, I just want to see him one last time, before I leave. Maybe I will see him in the afterlife. Maybe, he will come and save me, be my happily ever after, my knight in shining armor.

My head got light again, and my eyes rolled to the back of my head. Charlie caught me before I could fall anywhere, and lowered me into the wheelchair I had been using.

Doctor Samuels cleared his throat. "There is one thing, I am not sure it will be even possible, but I can try. We have a high placed Doctor coming in to give a speech, maybe I could try and pull some strings and get him to see Bella here?" I shook my head slowly, no matter how painful and light headed I always feel, I want to die. I have already died emotionally, how much more will it hurt to die physically?

"Noo…" I moaned. "I want to die. There is no point to live," My last word barely came out a whisper.

The doctor crouched beside me, pushed his glasses up his nose, and tucked a loose strand of hair behind my ear. "Positive thoughts, Ms. Swan. Positive thoughts." He smiled, and I didn't return it. He handed Charlie the clipboard, and walked out of the room pushing me with him and into the lobby.

"Look, ," I scowled at him, "Sorry, Bella. I know Edward left you," I winced as he said his name. "But there are people who need you to get better, and our last hope is you," He touched my chest with his pointer finger. He smiled again and turned and walked back into the office. I stared at the wall until I saw my view rotate as Charlie pushed me out of the office and helped me out of my chair, until I collapsed.

Hello! Just want to let you know that I won't be posting lots quickly, I am SOOO busy it makes my head spin. I played about 5 hours of volleyball yesterday and I am exhausted today. I don't own the twilight saga, again, sadly.

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