First Chapter.
Edward's P.O.V.
I awoke from my dream. My mother and I were sitting by the fireplace talking about how are day was. Oh what a beautiful dream. How I wish I could go back to that time. Now I am stuck in a hospital bed all day long because of an absurd illness. Spanish Influenza. The name itself sounds ghastly. I remembered I was not alone. My mother and father had the illness too, but my dear father had already passed away about a week ago. MY mother looked extremely pale, and she had large purple circles under her eyes.
"Mother? Are you awake?" I asked her. I had worried about her even more than usual because she seemed to be getting worse.
"Yes dear. How are you feeling?" Even though she looked horrible she still acted like her normal self. Loving, caring, and kind. Just at that moment Dr. Carlisle Cullen walked into our room.
"Good morning. And how are we feeling today?" Dr. Cullen was a very nice man.
"Good morning Dr. Cullen. I am doing quit alright. How are you feeling mother?" If anything, I wanted them to make my mother well before me.
"I am fine dear." She wasn't I could tell. This has been the worst she has looked. Dr. Cullen and I looked at each other. He knew she was not well too.
"Is there anything that I can get either of you?" He asked.
"No. I think we are quit alright."
Alright. Just call me if you need me." He reminded us.
Later that day:
"Mother. Mother! Answer me! Are you okay?!" She was not answer me. What was going on?
My fingers frantically looked for the button to call Dr. Cullen. I finally found them, and I would not stop pressing it.
In a matter of seconds he was in the room.
"What is wrong?" he asked. He could tell by my non-stop calling that this was not normal.
"It's my mother", I said "something is wrong. She will not answer me!" Please do not let my mother die.
"Edward, I need you to calm down! Three nurses were in the room now and were trying to take my mother away.
"What are they doing to her? What is going on?!?!" Why wasn't any one telling me anything? I have a right to know. She is my mother!
"Edward. You need to calm down. Everything is going to be ok. We just have to take her to the emergency room." He reassured me, but in no way was that reassuring.
"Why? Is she going to die?!" She can't! She just can't die!
"Edward. We are going to do everything we can to save your mother! Do you understand? Now please calm down!" He told me. My mother was out of the room now and it was only Dr. Cullen and myself. "Now, I have to go help your mother. Stay here. I will be back soon." He said. Then he left the room and I was lying there alone.
What a horrible time to leave me alone. All I could think about was the negative outcomes. What if my mother did not make it? What would I do?
Finally, about two hours later Dr. Cullen came back in the room.
"Edward. You mother is fine. We are getting ready to bring her back in here. We just have to be on high alert, and look out for her even more." He said.
I can do this. My mother is fine and that is all that matters.