Edward Cullen was standing four cars down from me, staring at me in horror. His face stood out from a sea of faces, all frozen in the same mask of shock. But of more immediate importance was the dark blue van that was skidding, tires locked and squealing against the brakes, spinning wildly across the ice of the parking lot. It was going to hit the back corner of my truck, and I was standing between them. I didn't even have time to close my eyes.
Bella didn't see it coming. One moment she was standing there fantasizing about Edward and the next she was laying on the ground at the foot of her car, unconscious. She regained consciousness only long enough to see Edward walking away from the scene, as if he didn't notice the crowd of kids screaming and crying "someone call 911!" He popped the collar of his long trench coat and kept walking.
The next thing Bella knew she was lying in a hospital bed, Charlie beside her and a tall good looking doctor who seemed too young to know what he was doing telling him that the prognosis didn't look good. "She's been in a state of comatose for a few days now, there's brain activity but we'll have to monitor her closely." Charlie nodded his head gravely, he aged forty years in a couple hours. "You should go home and get some sleep, we'll call you if anything changes, but for now she's stable."
"Alright," Charlie stood shaking the doctor's hand. "Thanks for everything." He left the gloomy hospital room, where even the bedside tables someone had left were fading in colour.
They both left the room. Had they not noticed I was awake? Bella asked herself. She tried calling after then but no one answered.
Edward.
I had done the right thing. Edward reminded himself. If I had saved her it would have just brought up too many questions, besides I knew I was strong enough to ignore the hunger.
That last part was a lie, he didn't know if he would be able to control himself. But I had so everything was okay, besides she survived. So everything's fine. He could just her Esme's voice in his head telling him how irresponsible he was to do what he did.
"Mom, can you please think a little quieter." Edward said sitting down at the grand piano with no intention of playing it.
"At least go visit her, see if she's alright." Edward didn't need to be able to read her thoughts to understand the look she was giving him, the look that said 'it's the right thing to do' the look no child, no matter how old, likes to get.
"Fine." He got up shutting the lid on the keys. It was early morning, but a Saturday, and it's not like he had any plans. If he stayed the voices of his siblings might just eat him alive.
Bella.
Dr. Cullen made me stay the night. He seemed to think I was pretty bad, but I just couldn't sleep, maybe the damage was worse than it seemed. The doctor found me walking around in the morning. "Good morning Miss. Swan," He seemed shocked to see me but covered it well with his bright and cheery demeanor. "Good news I think we'll be able to send you home today. I'll just have to look you over one last time."
We got back to my room and to my surprise Edward was there.
He looked equally surprised. The curtain was drawn over my bed, "Do you want me to turn these off?" Edward asked Dr. Cullen but didn't wait long before doing it anyway. I wondered how he knew what he was doing, but I was more confused by the monitors that were still running for some reason. It was monitoring someone's heart, the beat amplified throughout the room, but no one was hooked up to the machine. Dr. Cullen nodded his head, and I felt a silent conversation pass between them.
Dr. Cullen checked me over while Edward just sat there staring at me.
"Okay Miss Swan, it looks like you are all clear, your dad is waiting for you outside." I jumped from my seat, I left my bag under the bed, I pulled back the curtain and my heart stopped.
"Wh-wh-what's going on?" I said holding back tearless sobs. Edward grabbed me by the shoulder and sat me down. Dr. Cullen closed the curtain around my body and pulled him away from me and whispered to each other viscously in the corner while I tried to avoid hyperventilating.
Slowly I stood up and peeled back the curtain again. I let out a cry when I saw my battered and bruised body. Edward sat me down again "stay there." He said violently putting the curtain back in place.
"ugh it seems Ms. Swan that you are dead." Dr. Cullen said looking as if this was a normal diagnose he gave out every day. Like he was telling me I had the common cold!
"When you say dead…" I said not quite sure I heard him right.
Dr. Cullen seemed to be struggling for words. "Well it seems that you spirit has left your physical body, and I think it's safe to say your physical body is no longer functioning…"
"Ugh no dad it seems that she's still alive…" Edward said turning on the machine that was monitoring my heartbeat and the like back on.
"How… interesting…" Dr. Cullen said I couldn't get over how casually they were handling the situation.
There was some commotion out in the hallway and in the next moment Charlie walked into the room, his eyes were huge when he saw me awake.
"Bella!" he cried, I stood up to embrace him not really thinking, it was only afterwards that I realized I might have gone right threw his arms, but luckily I didn't. "You're freezing," was his only comment "I didn't think you would be awake again so soon, you look fine, I never thought…" he lost his words he looked so flustered.
"Yes, wonderful news Mr. Swan it looks like your daughter has made a miraculous recovery.
"That's wonderful." Charlie said "Does that mean she can come home now?"
Dr. Cullen checked his watch. "I still want to keep her a little bit longer just to make sure she doesn't have any problem that may have been over looked." Charlie nodded his head buying into every word the doctor said. I was surprised by how quickly Dr. Cullen could put on an act. It seemed effortless for him to be so normal as if my spiritless body was nothing. A common occurrence.
"So I'll come back for you this evening?" Charlie asked me. I nodded my head looking to the doctor for confirmation.
Charlie looked frail and exhausted as he hustled out of the room. Edward and Dr. Cullen looked to each other, both looking a little out of their depth.
"We can't let her walk around and keep her body here, someone will notice." Edward said jerking his chin to my body that still laid behind the curtain, his arms were crossed across his chest in defiance. "Do you know what's happening to her?" Edward asked.
"Yea do you know what's happening to me?" I was beginning to feel very left out, even if I was the cause of all his trouble.