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You Don't Know The Half Of It

Summary:
He would've helped. He really, honestly would've. How was The Famous Edward Cullen supposed to know that his high school girlfriend had given birth to his daughter? How was he supposed to know that his ex-girlfriends brother, who was also her best friend, got in a car accident and the hospital wasnt child friendly? How was he supposed to know that his six year old daughter had to stay with him until her uncle recovered? And how was Emmett supposed to know what stupid was a mean word? AN: A little OOC. Oh, who am I kidding? Bella and Edward are so out of character, its not even funny! Well, I hope its funny. But still. You get what I'm saying. Oh, and banner courtesy of lunamoon!


Notes:
This is kind of based off the Game Plan. I watched it with my brother and liked the idea of it so I made it a story. Some of the stuff in her is straight out of the movie, but most of the stuff is mine!


14. Miracle

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Alice Cullen

He was so stupid. No wonder Bella ditched his sorry ass. It made me sick to even hear his voice. I was hiding in Jasper's chest as we all stood and listened to the hell upstairs. Rosalie and Emmett were hanging on to every word like it was a movie. Esme looked horrified and Carlisle looked like he was in pain just listening.

"What do you want me to say? Sorry for looking out for you? Sorry for protecting my daughter?" Bella demanded, choking back her sobs.

"I want you to say sorry for keeping her from me. I would've helped. I really honestly, would have! You had no right hiding her! You had no right! You call it protecting her? I call it screwing her! You fucked her up, Bella! You kept her from having a father. You thought you were protecting me? Well, you weren't. Not in the least. If you want to say sorry, say sorry for something guinuine." He growled.

I could hear her hushed sobs now. Edward would pay for this later.

Lila Swan

It was just a whisper. I don't think anyone else heard it. But I did. Plain as day.

"I'm sorry for falling in love with you."

Bella Swan

I bolted down the stairs after I said that. Edward stood there like he was paralyzed until I pushed past him. When I was down the first flight of stairs, everyone was waiting with open arms. I pushed Rosie and Alice out of the way and made my way down the other stairs and out the front door. I was barefoot. I didn't care. I ran. Faster then I think I ever have before.

I ran all the way to the hospital. I swung the door open and the receptionist, Mrs. Taylor, an elderly kind woman, saw me and gasped.

"Bella, dear, what happened?" She breathed, rushing over to me.

"I need to see Jack." I sobbed. She nodded and left me to run down the halls to my big brothers room.

He lay theres still and almost lifeless. It broke my heart to see him so helpless. I fell to my knees on the floor and I sobbed. I needed him so much. He was my lifeline. I used to be so close to my dad. I never understood why he left. But when he did, I turned to Jack for comfort. No one had the same feelings about then Jack. Mom was hurt, but in a different way. She had a walkaway husband. We had a walkaway father.

It was completely different.

Jack helped me recover from all my pain. He became my best friend. I turned to him for everything. I thought I might die when he went away to college and mom re married.

"Jack," I sobbed. "Please, plese, wake up. Wake up for me. Please, Jack! I need you!"

There was a puddle on the floor from my tears. I went on anyway, begging him to wake up and save me from this hell.

Jack Swan

There were colors. Shapes and colors. This confused me. It had been a black abyss for weeks now. Why was it lively now? I felt presences around me constantly. I learned to tell the difference between people. I knew that Bella never left. Sometimes I heard her talking to me. Telling me it was going to be okay, like I'd done with her so many times before.

This presence was different. I knew it was Bella. But it wasn't the same Bella. She was hurt. The colors started swirling, making something of a clear hole. Like an opening to the world outside my mind. I listened closely, until I fianlly heard sovs coming from below me.

"Jack," The voice sobbed. "Please, plese, wake up. Wake up for me. Please, Jack! I need you!"

It was Bella. Why was she so sad? I wanted to move my hand to wipe away the tears, but I couldn't find the strength. My head hurt like a bitch, but I pushed that thought aside. I was becoming a lot more coherant.

"Jack!" Bella cried. "I need your help! Why won't you take up and help me dammit?"

I wanted to help her. I really did

."Jack, I love Edward so much. He doesn't care, Jack. He told me I was a bitch, that I was selfish for keeping Lila from him. I love him, Jack. Help me." She was gasping to catch her breath.

I always knew she loved him. You could see it in her eyes. It was obvious, really. But I never dared to point it out. It would upset her, like now. I hadn't heard Bella this broken since dad up and left. It broke me heart to hear her so helpless. She needed me.The whole to the world was getting bigger. The colors around it were getting duller and duller.

There was an eerie glow. Lika a faint light behind the whole. Like something was blocking the whole still, and light was streaming through. I then realized something. I could open my eyes. It took a little effort but my eyes finally budged. I squinted at the bright lights above me. Where was I?

I looked at myself. Damn. I was messed up. Broken leg, broken arms...headache, heart pain. It felt like something shot me all over my body. It was all coming back to me. That dumbass hitting the back of my car, sending me flying into that RV. Glass flying everywhere, going unconcious. Oh shit. I was in the hospital. I heard muffled cries beneath me.I looked down.

Bella was on her knees, her arms wrapped around herself, keeping it together. She was crying to the floor and mumbling to herself. Something about waking up.

Oh, yeah.

She didn't know I did wake up. This just might be a good time to tell her.I wanted to say something cool. Like something very movie star-esque. Something memorable. But all I could muster was a simple and forgetable,

"Cheer up, Bellerina."