I stood looking at my angel. She was so fragile and broken. The bruises and cuts covered her beautiful porcelain skin.
I ran my fingers reverently along her eyebrow and down the bridge of her broken nose, sweeping across her lips.
"I fell in love with you senior year," I smiled rubbing my thumb on her lower lip. "That Yorkie kid in your home room kept asking you out. At first I was furious and didn't know why, but when you decked the motherfucker for trying to kiss you I was relieved and irrevocably in love with you."
"I've been an idiot for too long, love." I whispered kissing her lips softly as if she would shatter.
The past few days had been a blur. I remembered pieces.
"You're dad was called in… they said there was so much blood…I…I…" Esme sobbed into the phone. "Bella… There's been an accident." She choked out.
"I just found him slumped against the wall." Alice panicked into my phone.
"Dad, told me to wait here for you." Emmett said quietly leaning against the wall of the hospital entrance. I could see his blue eyes were puffy and red. I couldn't remember ever seeing my brother cry, not even when we were children.
"I need my baby here." I whispered pleading with my mom and Emmett.
The most painful thing I remember from this whole ordeal was telling Mackenzie something was wrong. Jasper brought Rose and Mackenzie to the hospital after my pleas.
"Daddy?" Mackenzie asked skipping over to me. She had her head tilted in confusion, looking at all the crying adults.
"Come here, baby girl." I murmured holding my arms out to her.
She watched me carefully as I pulled her up on my lap. I kissed the top of her head and held her close. She shifted a bit to look at me. I almost lost it looking at her. Her eyes, her nose, even the shape of her face… it was all Bella. Mackenzie's little hand came up and brushed my tears away.
"Don't cry Daddy. I love you so much!" she said insistently, placing sloppy kisses all over my face.
"I love you so much, Mackenzie." I told her firmly, hoping it was enough.
I knew now that whatever happened to Bella I needed to get it together for this little girl. She needed at least one parent to help her through this. Bella also wouldn't want me falling apart.
I didn't notice her looking frantically around the room. She was looking for Bella and she was piecing it all together.
"Where's Mommy?" she whispered.
"Mack." Charlie started from beside me.
"She's my daughter I'll tell her." I mumbled. "Mommy was in an accident last night, monk."
"Can I see her?" she asked furrowing her brow, making her hair fall in her eyes.
"Right now, Gramps is trying to fix her." I explained brushing her wild curls back.
"We have to make Mommy better."
"We will, but we have to wait for Gramps, okay?"
"Okay, no more crying." She told me grabbing my face.
"No more crying." I cuddled her even closer burying my face in her hair. This was my baby and I had to have faith and give her hope that I could make this better.
Esme came over and wrapped her arms around us tightly. I knew she wanted to take my pain away, but the only person that could was Bella.
Finally an hour later Carlisle emerged. His face was neutral and calm. When he spotted Mackenzie and I, he gave us a sad smile. He sat down next to me and patted my shoulder.
"Did you fix Mommy, Gramps?" Mackenzie asked quietly with a spark of hope in her brown eyes.
"I did." He grinned, brushing her curls out of her face.
"Dad?" I asked letting out a huge breath.
He smiled at me now.
"You just have to wake up Bella. I want to tell you everything I've been holding back." I chuckled. "See you've turned me into a pussy."
"I…I hurt." My angel rasped out, starting to stir.
She tried moving, but winced in pain. The overall damage was a broken pelvis, right arm, and nose everything else was superficial.
"Edward?" she mumbled.
"I'm here, love."
"Make it go away." She choked.
"Here, I'll call the nurse." I pressed the little red button above her bed.
"Ah our girl's finally awake." Kate grinned coming into the room.
Spending almost two days here I met three of Bella's nurses Kate being my favorite. She let Mackenzie stay in her with me last night when the night nurse Irina tried kicking us out.
"She's in pain." I said looking at Bella, wishing I could take it all away.
"Here lets pump some morphine in here for you." She said adjusting her IV an left the room.
The tension in her small frame seemed to dissipate. "What happened?"
"Some fucking teenagers thought it would be fun to drag race." I seethed trying to remain calm.
"I was hit?" her eyes widened.
"Head on… Kids brakes gave out, he hit you at a stop light going eighty." I breathed remembering the pictures of the crash site. "The prehistoric artifact you call a truck saved you."
"Mmm… I've always loved that thing." She giggled, but it wasn't quite a Bella giggle. It was broken and tired.
I leaned down giving her a slow kiss. I knew she had to take it easy, but I also had to take advantage of every second I spent with her.
"I love you." I whispered against her lips.
She giggled this time sleepily.
"Sleep I'll still be here when you wake up." I told her because I would be.
A couple of hours later I must have fallen asleep because I awoke to Bella's good hand in my hair. I smiled at her sitting up straight in my chair.
"You're going to be hurting." She warned in a shaky voice.
"I'm fine." I grinned kissing her hand. "I should be the one concerned about you."
"I was in a car accident, which beat the shit out of me." She shrugged.
"That's why I'm concerned." I chuckled.
"Please don't treat me like I'm going to break." She begged in a broken voice.
"I promise I won't, but do let me take care of you." I said quietly.
"I don't want to be fussed over." She threw her arms up dramatically, cast and all. "Ow."
"You do know you will be needing my help." I smirked. Even with her all bruises she was still the most beautiful girl I've ever seen.
"Good you're awake." Carlisle beamed at my beauty as he entered the room.
"What's the damage?" she sighed weakly.
"A lot of your pain might be from your broken pelvis." He said knowingly as she nodded. "You're going to have to be patient, this will take a lot of recovery time."
She frowned and I stroked her face. "How will I get around? I have a four year old." She said bluntly.
"You have me." I smiled sheepishly.
Carlise smiled at us both. "We're going to get you into physical therapy, Bellerina."
"So no walking?"
"Not for some time."
"Again how am I going to function?"
"Wheelchair or be carried."
"Those are my options?"
"Once you get through physical therapy and your arm heals we'll talk about crutches." He said neutrally.
"Ugh." She said in frustration.
"I have to meet a consult, but I'll be in later to talk about therapy."
We nodded at him as he left the room. I turned back to my girl noticing the fat tears rolling down her face.
"Hey, it's going to be alright." I said brushing her tear away with my thumb.
"Is it? I'm fucking useless." She cried.
"Stop." I said firmly.
"I…" I stopped her this time with a gentle yet passionate kiss. Trying to show her she was everything to me with out hurting her at the same time.
I pulled away laying my cheek against hers and whispered, "I love you."
She gasped and placed her good hand on my shoulder. "Repeat, please."
"I love you, Isabella Marie Swan. Always have, always will."
This time she pulled me to her, setting the pace of the kiss. She pulled away and I saw her tears of frustration replaced with happy ones. "I love you, Eddie-ward" she murmured tracing my now evident grin.
The door opened a crack with Mackenzie peeking her small head in. "Daddy?" she whispered loudly. Her eyes found us both on the bed and she squealed. "Mommy!"
Emmett and Jasper came barreling in after her anxious to see a conscious Bella.
"About damn time." Emmett boomed.
Mackenzie rushed over to us and I lifted her up on my lap. She leaned over and gently kissed the splint on Bella's nose. "All better?"
"Much better, monk." Bella croaked out cupping Mackenzie's cheek.
"Gramps is the best doctor ever." She sighed.
"He really is." I said staring at Bella as she squeezed my hand.
I had a second chance of making this right.
A/N: So I wrote two versions of this. This one obviously won. The first one was depressing and I couldn't go there. So what did everyone think? They did finally say the mushy I love you's… ewww! Read and Review, please.