Chapter two

BPV

The next morning when I woke up I noticed that Charlie wasn't there, a note on the fridge told me that he had on to work taking the only car with him. I got dressed, put on a much needed rain coat, and started walking.

Out of the blue I got this weird feeling in my stomach. I turned around just in time to see a silver car slam into me. My instincts were screaming at me to run, but all I could do was sit there; for some odd reason I couldn't feel my legs. I saw people screaming at each other, but I couldn't hear anything. I saw a big dude hold back this tall skinny guy with eyes so black I couldn't help but shut my eyes and wait for his wrath, but my body had other plans. I fell asleep instantly praying I wouldn't die.

EPV

I can't believe I hit a human. I'm still in shock. Even now I can't here its thoughts, as she's sleeping in the hospital room. One broken leg, one sprained ankle, and a broken wrist. How could I have been so stupid! Am I losing my touch? Have I depended on my gift so much that this poor girl might lose her life?

It's not your fault, Edward. Carlisle understands.

"How can you be so sure, Alice? You warned me to be more careful and I totally ignored you. Now this human may lose her life, just because of me."

It isn't your fault

"Yes, it is"

Flashback

I was driving as usual when Alice called me on my cell phone.

"Edward, look out!"

I rolled my eyes and flipped the phone shut. This wasn't the first time I got a prank call from Alice. Usually Emmet did it, but he started convincing other people to join him in his childish game. I was turning around to yell at Emmet when it happened. I hit a human. I hit a human.

I, Edward Cullen, a mind reading monster, hit the defenseless human girl, Isabella Swan.

Am I losing my touch? I can hear Alice's mind across the room. I can hear the front secretary mentally drooling over Carlisle. I can even hear Carlisle tending over the beautiful patient that endured the wrath of my 120mph Volvo.

I was like the girl was sent to ruin me. Even her smell was tortuous, so sweet and heavenly delicious, like freesia and sunshine and a hint of salt water all leading up to a wonderful sensation that just made me want to-no no no no no no Stop thinking like that. That poor girl almost died because of me. I'm going to run home and lay on my couch, where I won't hurt anyone else.

Bpov

When I woke up I felt like I got hit by a truck. Every part of me hurt, but that wasn't why a felt sick.

My dream was what woke me up, but I wish I could just roll over and forget it all.

A/N sorry people! i have major writer's block and I even forgot my plot. :( I'm such a bad writer.

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