A/N: I did not want to write this chapter. I knew what was going to happen, how it was going to go down, but I did not want to write it. I did not want to spend my last day of summer locked up in my room writing for fanfiction. I'm not going to deny that this wasn't a fast update but it was my last week of summer. I had to hang out with friends, read school books, and go clothes shopping. I still got it out within a week (ok well I tried).

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.


"Good doggies." I whispered. "Nice doggies."

The dogs weren't good or nice. They looked mean and angry. I took a step back, making sure not to make any sudden movements. I wondered what would happen if I stood still. Maybe if I played dead they would go away or get bored with me.

My eyes glanced at the dead man across from me and my stomach suddenly got tighter. I doubted that the dogs would leave me alone if I decided to play dead. In fact, I think they were hoping that I did died. I would be a great after dinner snack.

I took another step back and let out a gasp when my foot landed on something that decided to roll from under me. My foot when forward and my body went backwards. I bit my back a scream as I lost my balance and fell onto the street. My head hit the stone with a loud thud. My vision blurred, but only for a second.

The sound of snarling came from the front of me and behind me. I was too afraid to open my eyes to see who was snarling behind me. I had an idea that there was another dog though.

"Shit." I whispered as I weighed my options. There wasn't much I could do. I could run and risk getting eaten by dogs, I could lie here and still risk getting eaten by dogs, or I could –

"Ouch." I screamed and shot open my eyes.

One of the dogs had become impatient and bit my leg. I tried to put to pull my leg back towards me but his grip only tightened. The snarl from behind me grew louder and I finally looked behind me to see Edward breathing hard. His eyes weren't topaz anymore, they were black. He was crouching forward and snarling at the dog that had still got a good grip on my leg.

"Edward." I gasped.

He didn't look at me before he pounced. I closed my eyes and turned away. I didn't want to watch what he would do to the dog. The dog didn't loosen his grip when Edward pounced on him, if anything he tightened it, so when the dog was finally off of me, the once small bites were now deep gashes in my leg.

I let out a loud scream of pain and pulled my leg to my chest. I made sure not to look at Edward as I ripped apart my already torn pants. I was bleeding, badly. It was only a matter of time before Edward couldn't handle his bloodlust anymore and decide to bite me. I slightly wondered if vampires could get rabies.

"Bella," Edward whispered my name frantically. "I need you to move your hands."

I looked up at him. He wasn't staring at me. He was staring at my leg.

I didn't move my hands. I kept them tightly wrapped around my bleeding leg as I looked around him for any sign of help. All I could see was the lifeless body of the man the dogs were surrounding before they found me and what was left of the dog that had bitten me. There wasn't much left.

I turned my head away quickly and swallowed back the stomach acid that was crawling up my throat.

"Bella," Edward said my name louder. My head shot towards him. "Please move your hands."

I shook my head and gripped tighter to my leg, flinching when I hit a sensitive spot.

"Bella," Edward's voice was softer. "I'm not going to hurt you. Now please remove your hands. I need to –"

"You lied to me." I growled at him.

He frowned at me. "I haven't lied to you. Now if you will please –"

"Jessica told me about your date." I growled at him. "How you took her to a bar and left all those hickies on her. I saw them Edward."

He furrowed his eyebrows and rolled his eyes. "Where were the hickies Bella?" Edward's voice sounded annoyed.

"The lower part of her stomach, she also had some bruises on her arms."

Edward nodded. "Did she also tell you the part where she climbed onto the bar and let the waiters take shots off of her?" He asked.

I shook my head.

"Or when she rolled off that bar and fell onto her arm?" He asked.

I shook my head.

"How about when she –"

"I think I get it." I interrupted him. I didn't want to feel like an even bigger idiot then I already felt. "She never did those things before she got onto the show." I added softy to myself.

"The camera has a way of changing people, especially for the worst." Edward grabbed onto my wrist and helped me move them away from my wound.

"But the cameras weren't with you when she did it." I grimaced.

"Alcohol has a tendency to bring out the worst in people too." Edward flashed me a crooked smile as he grabbed my other wrist and helped me pull my other hand away from the wound.

"You're not going to suck out the venom, are you?" I asked when Edward ran his hands lightly over the gashes.

He looked up at me and raised an eyebrow. "What?" He looked like he was holding something back, probably a laugh.

"The dog had rabies." I informed him.

He glanced at what was left of the dog and then back at me. "It didn't look rabid, it could be though." He agreed. "But I doubt I would need to suck out the venom." He laughed softly to himself. "Rabies aren't spread by venom, they're spread by saliva that gets into the blood stream."

"Oh."I frowned. "So are you going to suck out my blood?"

He frowned at me and let out a deep sigh.

"It was a joke." I added quickly. "I was trying to be cute."

He didn't smile at me. He ripped part another part of my pants off and wrapped it tightly around the gash in my leg.

"Won't it get infected if we don't' clean it?" I asked.

"I have nothing to clean it with." Edward answered. "This will stop it from bleeding for a minute, until we can get you to a doctor."

Edward patted the denim gently and looked up at me. I smiled shyly at him, to show that I wasn't in anymore pain. I was kind of aggravated at myself though. I did the one thing that I hated. I didn't go to the source and I assumed things.

"I'm sorry." I apologized.

Edward looked up at me and frowned.

"For not asking you before I assumed things." I explained. "And for running away and getting attacked by a group of dogs. And for –"

"It's fine Bella." Edward gave me his crooked smile before patting my leg gently. "I just kind of wish that you talked to me before running off."

He pulled himself easily to his feet and then squatted. His hands went under my knees and on my back. He lifted me easily into his arms. I wrapped my hands around his neck so in case he dropped me (I doubt he would) I wouldn't fall straight to the floor.

"Our date is going to suck." I grumbled softly to myself, staring at my torn pants legs. "I won't be able to do anything but sit there."

"There are no more dates." Edward didn't look at me. "I've already made my decision. The last elimination is tomorrow."

I didn't know why it surprised me. I also didn't know why it hurt so much. The last thing Edward would remember was that I was willing to leave him and everything behind because of a misunderstanding. A misunderstand that could have been easily avoided if I didn't have such a negative self esteem.

I closed my eyes and mentally punched myself in the gut. I had just ruined what little chance I had left by running away. I wasn't ready to be his coffin of love…

"There she is." Someone sighed with relief.

I looked over to see Emmett and one of the producers run towards me. Of course they were companied by a group of cameraman and guys with microphones. Edward handed me over to Emmett's stretched out hands.

"How yah doing seahorse?" He asked when he got a good grip on me.

I rolled my eyes. "I have a name." I growled at him.

"I know." He smiled. "But I like seahorse more or maybe Old Yeller. He's the dog that died from rabies, right?"

Edward slapped Emmett on the back of his head. Emmett didn't seem effected by the pain and started to laugh – loudly.

"She's not going to get rabies." He growled at him.

"Either way," The producer added timidly. "We should really get her checked out." He gave a nervous look to Edward before continuing. "Do you want to continue with the plans?"

Edward nodded. "Yes. Nothing has changed."


"It seriously took at least half of my strength to hold her down." Emmett told me. "I have never seen anyone freak over a needle like that before. I had to hold her in my lap and keep her arms at her side for them to even get close to her with the rabies shot."

I frowned. Emmett found that amusing. I found it slightly aggravating. It didn't bother me that Bella didn't like needles. It was that she would need to get a shot in the first place.

"You're not still beating yourself up for not pulling the dog off of her in time, are you?" Emmett brought me out of my thoughts.

"I could have stopped him Emmett." I groaned, putting my hands over my face. "But I didn't. I just crouched there and watch him bite her."

"Edward," Emmett's voice was uncharacteristically smooth."You were hunting when you found her. You were just lucky that you weren't the one to bite her."

I sighed. He was right. But it didn't change my mood. It was still my fault.

"No Emmett." I growled when I read his thoughts.

"At least wait until after the show." He shot back.

"My decision is final." I snapped at him.


Jessica and I stood next to each other in the elimination room. We had spent the whole day in the salon getting our nails and hair done. My arm was sore because of the shot they gave me and I was on crutches, but I still looked nice. Though, I didn't know how well that would go with Edward. He had already made his decision.

Edward and Emmett were standing in front of us. The single rose in Edward's hand.

"Thank you for staying with me for so long." He started. "But I have made my decision."

"Bella," He said my name. My heart did a jump start and I looked at him. "You and I had a connection since the beginning and it was great getting to know you over the last couple of weeks. But you're also insecure and I'm worried that maybe you're not ready for a relationship."

I closed my eyes and I took a deep breath. He was right. I was insecure and maybe I wasn't ready for a relationship. A tear rolled down my cheek. I wiped it away before he could see it.

"Jessica." Edward turned to Jessica. "You knew from the beginning that I was the one for you. And you did everything in your power to try and get me to yourself. And that's why I chose –"

I flinched as I waited for him to say Jessica's name.

"Bella." Edward finished.


A/N: I know. You guys are angry that I left it right there. But that was the ending. If I add anymore it would be just pushing it. I may post the "forgotten chapter" it's the chapter that everyone forgot about, including me. So I might add that sometime within the next week but other than that. That's the end of it. No sequel or reunion special. It would be asking too much from me right now. I'm kind of mentally drained. School starts tomorrow, so the updates might be scattered until I get into the flow of balancing school, work, and sleep. But don't think for a second I haven't forgotten about you guys. I love my stories too much to just leave them. Also Jayeliwood is having a contest. I already have a story for it (Smile For Me) and I'm about to post up another one-shot. Check it out if you like lemons.

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