What comes from the heart, goes to the heart. -Samuel Taylor Coleridge
A.N. Hey. :) This is my first fanfic. ; Let me get a little cleared up. The format of this story is going to be a bit strange. If you've read the summary, you'll know that Bella knew Edward when she was 7 years old. She stayed at the hospital in Astoria, Oregon. (More than 190 days of rain a year!) Edward slowly develops a relationship with Bella. In every chapter, there's what happens in the present time, and then I'll write an itty bitty about what happened 9 years before. It might be a little confusing at first, but I'm sure we'll all get it soon enough. The vampires are vampires, and Bella is a human. So, they're not all human. Just thought I'd put that out there.
I'll try to evenly divide Edward POVs and Bella POVs. Review yaaay.
Disclaimer (for the WHOLE story.): I'm pretty sure you know I don't own Twilight.
Prologue
The girl slept quietly in the tiny room, filled with get-well-soon cards and vases of flowers. The only sounds were the monotonous beeping and whirling of the various medical equipments, and the rhythmic sound of breathing that issued from the girls mouth. Occasionally a frail cough would cut through the silence, but all was quiet, still. That is, until the door opened with a creak and a tall figure came to site next to the bed.
He placed a hand, ever so lightly, on the girl's. For a second, her marveled a how small the girl's had was compared to him. Not that he should've been surprised. Not only was the girl tiny, even for her age, it's not as if he didn't know what he was.
After an immeasurable amount of time, the sun already showing signs of emerging from the clouds, the boy stood to leave. Marble white hands pausing on the doorknob, he took one last sweeping look at the room. He scoffed at the flowers. After being in hospitals for so long, you start to wonder: Who will make it longer, the flowers or the patient?
But he pushed the thought far from his mind. She would make it, he knew it.
She had to.