SHOT
Ch1. Just Like A Damned Movie
BPOV
There he lay, bleeding out on the gold carpet of his room, my Edward. And there was nothing I could do for him except curl up in a ball beside him. The ambulance had been called but his house was so remote they would never make it in time.
My Edward. Such a brave, strong soul. Dying trying to protect me. We were having a sleepover at his house, just like old times with the sole difference being his family was away. He had elected to forgo this weekend's camping trip to spend time with me. I had been so excited; I was not anymore.
We had been watching a movie in the Cullen's theater room when we a heard a noise like shattering glass from the living room.
"Stay here," he ordered. Not ten seconds later, he came bolting up the stairs. Without a word, he grabbed my wrist and started dragging me down the hallway.
"Edward…," I whispered. He just held up his hand, silently telling me to be quiet, his eyes unknowingly conveying so much more.
We had just made it to his room at the end of the hall when I heard a noise behind us.
Time must have slowed down. In what felt like slow motion I felt us turn, saw the awareness and fear light his eyes. Then time sped back up. I was pushed out of the way just as I heard a shot go off. I saw Edward crumple and heard footsteps going back down the stairs.
I grabbed my cell phone and quickly dialed 911. With my other hand I gingerly reached into Edward,'s pocket grabbing his cell phone and hitting speed dial. I quickly explained the situation, told them where we were, and hung up the phone.
All that was left was waiting. That is when I finally gave into my fears and curled into a ball. By the time the paramedics got there, I was catatonic and Edward had slipped into a coma due to extreme blood loss.
We made it to the hospital and Edward was immediately sent into surgery. I could feel someone kneeling n front of me, could hear a murmur, like water running over rocks, but no words made it past my ears, no realization dawned.
It was at this point that I felt a strong hand on my shoulder. I looked up hoping to see Edward's face; knowing I would not. Instead, I saw that of his fathers, the faces of his broken family behind him. I saw Carlisle's lips moving but I still could not comprehend what he was saying. He turned to one of the nurses standing behind him then turned back to me. I was vaguely aware of something pricking my arm and then Carlisle's face faded into a pinprick.
EPOV
We finally had the house to ourselves and what does Bella want to do? Watch a movie. Oh well, at least she would be in my lap and it was a Disney movie so I get to watch her cry, bonus. That was, of course, when a sound came from below. Nobody was home but us and Alice would have called if they were coming home for any reason.
"Stay here," I whispered in her ear, having the pleasure o feeling her shiver as my teeth grazed her earlobe. I chuckled softly as I headed down the stairs to see what was going on.
As soon as I saw him standing there with the gun I took off up the stairs, my only thought was to get Bella out of the house and the only way to do so was to jump off the balcony in my room. I made it up the stairs, grabbing her wrist and dragging her behind me. I heard her say my name a little too loudly and I raised my hand to quiet her with fear, determination and love leaking from my eyes. Surely, she understood the feelings I was trying to impart.
We made it to my room but not before, I heard a noise on the stairs behind us. I whirled around to face our attacker my eyes widening when I saw the gun pointed at my loves back. I swiftly pushed her out of harm's way, taking the bullet myself.
I felt myself falling, praying the intruder would stop with me. Apparently, he did because the next sensation that hit me was the feel of her hand in my pocket, reaching, groping, demanding what I know not and did not really care. Then I saw my cell phone in her hands. Did she not have hers? That is when I realized she was calling two different people, telling them the story at the same time. My brilliant love, I tried to smile but I do not know if I succeeded. She hung up on them and curled into a ball next to me. She did not seem to realize that she was soaking up my blood. The last thing I remember is the feel of her soft hair tickling my arm.
APOV
Carlisle turned his phone on speaker. Bella's voice seemingly calm, spoke out over space and time calling us home. Edward had been shot.
Edward had been shot. How did I not see this coming? These two sentences kept reverberating through my skull.
We finally made it to the hospital. There was Bella, just sitting there. She was covered in…blood. More importantly, Edwards blood. She did not seem to register our approach. She did not seem to register anything. Carlisle kept trying to talk to her but she never moved. Even when the nurse approached her with a needle in his hand, she just stared blankly ahead. I wanted to shake her, get her to tell us what she knows, but Carlisle's voice finally got through my ears to my brain shutting up those thoughts.
"Catatonic."