Hey everyone! This is my new story and I'm sorry that I write so many fan fictions on 'Twilight'…but this is hopefully better than my last fan fictions, which were pretty crap. I hope you enjoy this one.

Chapter 1 – Death is never friendly

"Goodbye, Isabella Swan." A deep voice said. I remember the light shining down on the man where the voice had come from. I remember the man wearing dark blue jeans and a black jumper and a hood completely covering his face. I remember standing not five feet away from him under another light. I remember being so frightened that I couldn't speak or move. I remember the man raising an arm slowly and there being a gun in his hand. I remember the slight movement of his finger, and the loud bang that echoed while I crashed to the ground.

I remember hearing the sound of a door slam and rushed footsteps getting louder as the blood oozed from my abdomen and my head. I remember someone running to me and away from me.

"Bella!" Someone shouted. I recognized the voice. It was Charlie, my dad. "Oh my god! Bella, no! Where is Dr. Cullen when you need him?!" I heard the many footsteps of others and the muffled voices. I was slowly slipping away.

"Someone call an ambulance!" I heard someone yell. This was not the voice of my father or the boy's voice whose voice I had longed for, for three months now. I saw my father and others around him. Each person was becoming blurry and my eyelids were beginning to droop.

"Bella? Can you hear me? Stay with me, Bella!" Charlie begged. I wanted to speak, but I couldn't find my lips. My eyes closed. And I could only hear the voices of everyone around me; each voice and sound was getting dimmer and dimmer. Suddenly, I felt arms pick me up and place me on something that was long and uncomfortable, much like one of those crappy beds form crappy camps. But I couldn't care less about these things; all I wanted was for Edward to be with me when I died. But he wouldn't. I knew that, he was long gone now. I quickly imagined his perfect face and his voice and the family before I slipped away.

I didn't know where I was. But I could hear a beeping sound that got louder and louder. I knew I was dead, but this didn't feel like heaven. Maybe I was in hell. Oh well, I would have to take it either way. I could suddenly hear muffled voices coming from outside.

"Is she alright?" Two panicked voices were saying.

"Yes. She is fine. She'll wake up soon enough." A calm voice was saying. I wanted to open my eyes and find out who was speaking. But I couldn't. I could only hear and listen to them. I heard a quiet squeak and it sounded like a door was opening. I heard lots of footsteps coming closer.

"When will she wake up, do you think?" A female voice asked. I heard someone exhale sharply.

"We don't know. It depends on how long it takes for someone to wake up from a coma. That fall to the ground was pretty nasty; it did a bit of damage. We think she will wake up when her mind is ready." A male voice said. I heard two gasps and then one set of footsteps coming closer to my side. A coma? So I wasn't dead. But then who were the people with me? Why couldn't I wake up and see them and tell them that everything was fine.

"How long has she been in a coma?" A different male voice asked. I felt something stroke my arm.

"About a week." The other male voice answered. "Try talking to her. It could help." The voice suggested and then someone left the room.

"Bella, honey? Can you hear me? I hope you can. This is your mother, Renée…" She trailed off. So my mom was here. Okay, there was a good start as to who was here. I think my mom was the closest one to me, the one stroking my arm. I felt someone grab my hand and hold it, gently.

"Speak to her, Charlie." Renée whispered. I was guessing that the other person in the room was Charlie, my father possibly? How many other Charlies did I know?

"Hey, Bella. This is Charlie, your dad. I hope you're gonna wake up soon. I miss you." He said.

"We all miss you." Renée said. There was a long silence, except for that annoying beeping sound.

"Your friends, Mike, Angela and Jake have come to visit you. I don't know if they had talked to you." Charlie said. He sounded like he was choking. Suddenly my hand was released and someone walked out of the room in a rush.

"Don't worry about your father, he's just sad that this happened to you." Renée said. She sniffed. When she spoke again it came out all strangled. "Wake up soon. Please. We all miss you and Charlie needs you and so does Jake. Oh, now I'm crying." She said. She laughed softly and if I could smile, I would have. She took a few deep breaths. "We love you, honey. I love you a lot and I really don't want to lose you. I wish you would come and live in Jacksonville, honey. You would like it so much better. It would be sunny and it would be great for you and Phil would love to see you." She rattled on and I just lay there and listened. Finally, she left. I was alone for a while. But then, the door opened and shut softly. But I couldn't hear any footsteps. Obviously someone had just looked into the room. I felt something cold touch my hand and it felt like an electric shock. Though it felt like an electric shock, I couldn't flinch away from it. So I lie here and felt the strokes of something cold on my arm. Eventually, the stroking stopped; instead I felt something touch my cheek. Another electric shock. I felt the door click as it shut and no footsteps.

My eyes slowly fluttered open and I looked around the room I was in, a white room with a window to my left and quite a few machines around me. I suddenly realized where the annoying beeping sound was coming from. I should have guessed that it was one of those heart monitors. I looked around the room and adjusted to my surroundings. Well, I wasn't dead, which was pretty good. But I didn't know how I was still alive. I was pretty sure that I had been shot and that I was dying. Obviously some doctor extraordinaire had saved me. I tried to sit up, but found that it was too painful, so I stayed lying down. The door opened and I looked towards it. I gasped and my heart missed a beat and the monitor was beating wildly.

"Hello, Miss Swan. Glad to see you're awake." He said. I looked at the man in front of me. The doctor looked around twenty with blonde hair. It was to good to be true, the doctor in front of me was the person who had saved my life. I was sure of it, Carlisle Cullen had come back to save me.

"How are you feeling?" He asked.

"Carlisle?" I said. He looked up and smiled.

"Hello, Bella." He said.

"What are you doing here?" I laughed slightly, but found that it was too painful and I stopped.

"Well, the hospital called and said that they had a major problem and that they needed me. So I came back as fast as I could, which I wasn't very far by the way, and then I realized it was you and I took over the operation, which could have killed you. But it didn't. And so now, I am relocated back here." He explained. I let that process in my head. My mind was working really slowly. Eventually, my heart rate slowed and was back at a normal pace. Carlisle checked all the machines while I thought through what he had just explained.

"So…are all the Cullens' back, then?" I asked. Hoping that he would say no.

"Only a few." He replied and walked out the room. A few moments later, my mom, dad and Jacob walked in with huge smiles on their faces.

"Bella!" My mom said as she walked in. She gave me a gentle hug.

"Hey mom." I said.

"We are so glad that you are awake! And rather glad that Dr. Cullen made it here on time to take over the operation to help you. What a kind man." My mom gushed. I looked at Jacob quickly who was still smiling and wasn't at all affected by anything going on here. I remembered that Charlie had said that none of the people from La Push came up here when the Cullens' had arrived. Suddenly, Charlie pulled me into a gentle hug.

"Good to see you awake, Bells." He said.

"Hey dad." I replied. When Charlie let me go, Jacob pulled me into a soft hug as well.

"Hey Bells." He said.

"Hi Jake." I replied. I smiled at them all and was flung questions by each one of them and it took me a little while to respond. But my mind was becoming more alert and I could answer quicker than usual. The light faded from the window and Carlisle walked in that moment.

"Visiting hours are over." He said. Mom, Charlie and Jacob got up and gave me gentle hugs and kisses on the cheeks with their goodbyes before leaving. Once the door was closed I sighed and closed my eyes. It was time to rest, even though my eyes had been closed for a long time. I was close to falling asleep when I heard the door open and shut. Once again there were no footsteps, but I could feel something stroking my arm. It was cold as every other night. I flung my eyes open and turned to my right. There in front of me, was someone looking rather like a Greek god. I recognized the face, the eyes, the scent and the hair. It was Edward. He was back. My breathing was uneven and my heart was racing. Edward's face was inches from mine and I had no idea what he was doing here. I didn't think that he would come back with Carlisle, seeing as he had left because he didn't love me anymore and needed to move on. We sat there for a while in silence staring at each other. I didn't know what to say to him. Eventually he cracked a smile.

"I'm so glad you're awake." He said. I took a deep breath, which was unsteady, before I spoke.

"Why?" I asked. Edward chuckled softly.

"I was so scared that you were going to die." He said. Now I was really confused. Why would Edward care if I died? He didn't love me. It shouldn't matter to him!

"Why do care whether I was going to die or not?" I demanded. Edward's smile vanished and his eyes were agonized.

"Bella, I left you to protect you. When I told you that I didn't love you, I lied. I lied because…because…" He trailed off. He took deep breaths before continuing. "Because it wasn't safe for you to be around me. I am dangerous and I could kill you so easily. But I didn't want to, so I fought against what I am and what I wanted to keep you alive. And I love you still, I always have and I always will and I need you. I can't leave you again. I won't leave you again, Bella. I left for you, so you could lead a normal and happy human life without my interference. I wanted you to be living a life that you should have been living. But it didn't work. For either of us, and leaving you was the worst thing I had ever decided to do." He said, finally. I couldn't speak, I couldn't respond to what he had just said. He said he loved me, but how did I know whether he was lying or speaking the truth? I would never know because he was a good liar and I knew it and now, he could just be taking me back because he felt bad. Not because he loved me.

"You should go." I finally whispered.

"But…Bella…" He said.

"Just go." I said. Neither of us moved and eventually he got up and left. How did I know? Because I heard the door open and close. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. I didn't know what to do anymore. Maybe time would help me figure out what was going on.

A/N: Hope you liked the first chapter! Please R&R and tell me what you think! I really want to know what you all think about it. Thanks!