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And because I love you all for reviewing... Here's the sequel to 'Tears Don't Fall'. I apologize if I take longer to write this, I am plagued with Writer's Block often. Bella awakens from a long sleep, but finds that she does not remember Edward. Will Edward take this chance and leave Bella so to never hurt her again? Or will he spend her last waking moments with her? DISCLAIMER: All characters, real or fake, belong to Stephenie Meyer. This story is a result of my untamed imagination. Please don't sue me.

Ah... This idea hit me like a brick wall. I'm doing this for all the people who want me to continue 'Tears Don't Fall'; but also for myself. I want to know how this will carry on.

6. Chapter 6

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I felt the tiniest moment of pressure against my skin and it stopped almost immediately. I wondered if Edward had really bitten me, but when I opened my eyes, all I could see was him sitting straight up on my bed. His teeth had not pierced my skin. In the far distance, I could hear footsteps and the fading beats of my heart. Edward’s blank eyes turned to stare at me. Then, in what seemed like an eternity, his lips curled into my favourite crooked smile.

“I don’t have to change you after all,” Edward said, obviously pleased with this bit of distressing news. “But I do have to take you to the hospital right now.” I stared at him, confused, wondering if I had some medical problems I didn’t know about.

I prodded Edward for more information. He smiled coyly at me, obviously glad that I was staying human, before he opened his mouth to explain. “They’ve found a heart donor for you.” If Edward and I had never crossed paths, and I was dying, this would’ve been the happiest news in my life. For a moment I was devastated; I wanted more than anything to be with Edward forever, and giving me immortality as a vampire enabled me to do so.

Edward’s cool arms wrapped around me as he held me to his chest, lifting me effortlessly off the bed and into my wheelchair. Then Edward wheeled me out of the room into the hallway. He touched took me out to the sheltered garage, where his Volvo awaited me. The ride to the hospital was silent; not that I had anything to say anyway.

Moments after we arrived at the hospital, I found myself lying on my back on a gurney and dressed in a paper thin smock. Edward tucked the irritably itchy blanket up to my chin and pressed his cool lips to my forehead.

“Edward - I love you…” I whispered. I glanced at the wedding ring that I wore on my left ring finger. I felt like I had a piece of Edward with me, and I could climb any mountain.

“Bella, dear sweet Bella. I love you.” Edward whispered, pressing his cool lips to mine gently. The monitor went wild.

Then the nurses came, giving him a dirty look as they examined the paper readout, and he backed away, bearing a weak smile. I grew increasingly anxious as they wheeled me further and further away from my angel.

I was relieved to see him again in the operating room. Edward’s hands were now gloved, but I could still feel his icy skin through the rubbery latex. “Breath deeply, Bella.” Those were the last words he spoke to me while he held a plastic contraption to my face before my lids closed over my eyes.

That living mortals, hearing them, run mad:--
O, if I wake, shall I not be distraught,
Environed with all these hideous fears?
-Juliet - Romeo and Juliet