Forever And Always

Chapter 29

Days Later...

Bella P.O.V

Tanya was caught two blocks from my house after she lost control of Edward's car and crashed against a pole. She was taken directly to the hospital as well as Edward. She got out fast but Jacob was right at the door waiting for her to take her to jail.

It's finally over. Tanya and Charlie are in jail, Bruno was back, there was no more to fear other than Edward's life. His heart stopped when I was holding him but right after that the paramedics arrived and they brought him back, but not entirely. He's been dead asleep since we arrived and hasn't woken up. He had a concussion, broken bones and internal bleeding. They had him in surgery for hours and hours trying to stop it.

"Bella?" Esme's voice sounded from somewhere far in the darkness. Her soft hand shook me a little, "Bella, sweetheart?"

"Hm," I woke up, sitting up in my chair. "What happened?"

"I just came to see Edward," she said, stroking my hand that was holding Edward's. "I think you should go home-"

"No, no," I said, "I want to stay here with... I can't leave him."

"Sweetie, go home, take a shower, eat, sleep, I'll stay here with him to keep him company."

"No, Esme, I can't leave him," I said, holding his hand tightly. "I want to here when he wakes up."

"Bella, we're not sure if he's going to wake up," Esme sobbed.

"He's going to, he has to," I cried. "He can't leave me like this."

Esme strokes my hair, then gently kisses the top of my head. "I'm sorry, sweetie."

"He has to wake up!" I cried. "Where's... Where's Bruno?" I asked.

"He's with your mother and Carlisle down at the house," she strokes my head, again. "Please, Bella, you should go to sleep."

I shake my head. "No, I want to stay here," I said. "Please," I sniffed, "just give Bruno a kiss for me, okay? I just... I can't leave him. I don't wanna leave him alone."

"Okay," Esme said. "Carlisle will be here tomorrow morning, sleep well."

"You, too," I said, laying my head on Edward's chest.

I could hear his heart beating underneath my ear. I could feel his breath slightly hit my face. Tears slowly drop down my cheeks as I lay there, hearing his beat.

"Wake up," I cried. "Please, wake up. I need you here, Bruno needs you, your family... We're here." I sit up, taking his hand. "I need you. I can't live without you by my side, you can't do this to me. You have to wake up," I cried. "God damn it, Edward! Wake up!" I cried. "Please, don't leave me! You promised!" I take his hand and place it on my cheek. "I'm here, can you feel me? I'm here. Please, I need to hear your voice, I need you here." I had a feeling I was starting to get desperate, but I didn't care.

It's been days, long, painful days and I can't take it anymore. I need him to wake up, I need to feel his arms around me, his lips on mine. I need him here for Bruno.

The next morning Carlisle came for his regular check up. I sat next to the bed, bitting my nails and waiting for him to finish.

He sighed, "There's no improvement."

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"He still needs the respiratory mask, Bella, he can't breath on his own yet. There's no brain activity, nothing. He's in a coma."

"But... he will wake up, right?" I cried.

"He might, but there's no way to know when. It's been a week. This can take it weeks, months, years even or maybe he'll never wake up. If he keeps on going at this rate we'll have to put him on life support," he said, his voice cracking.

I put my face between my hands, wiping my tears away. He can't be on life support, that's suffering to keep him alive, I can't let him suffer. I want him to wake up, but, if he doesn't, I can't fight that.

"What do you think we should do?" I asked.

"He's probably suffering, Bella," Carlisle sobbed. "I don't want him to suffer for life, I think... it'll probably be better if we... if we... disconnected him."

I sob, "Kill him?"

"He's suffering," he said, again.

"But, can't we give him more time? One more week, I'm just asking for one more week and... if he doesn't... then take him off life support."

"Are you sure?" He asked.

"One week, please?" I sobbed. "One more week."

"One week, Bella."

That afternoon Esme took me to the little chapel, leaving me alone with my thoughts. I didn't really know what to say, can't remember when was the last time I prayed but I needed to do it for Edward. I could beg right now on my knees for him to come back to me.

"I remember that way back then, even before I met Edward I used to beg you to give me my sight back," I said, "I would cry my eyes out, begging you to light back to my eyes. But now... I don't need that light, I don't need to see, I don't want to see, I just want Edward back. Please, I don't need that light, I need my life. Edward is my life and if you take him, you'll kill me. Slowly, you'll kill me because I can't live in a world where he's not in.

"How? Give me a sign how can I live if you take my life away from me? Please, don't take Edward. I'm begging you, don't take him. Not only for me, but Bruno needs his father. Esme and Carlisle need their son. Alice needs her brother. If you don't want to do it for me, then don't. But, please, for my son, I'm begging you, don't take Edward."

I put my hands together and start praying.

March 16, 2015

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