Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, or any of its characters. They all belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Set before Breaking Dawn
He had begged me not to. He had begged me, and I had only scoffed at his concern.
Edward, it's only rain. I live in Forks, Forks is rain. It'll be fine.
Never mind that I was just getting over a cold. Never mind that my immune system was still weak. Never mind that as I pulled out of my driveway, all I could see was his forlorn, disparaging expression. One that would haunt me the entire time I was being soaked through to my bones. But I had made a promise, one I was determined to keep as the gray skies unleashed their sorrows upon my head.
A week later, I thought nothing of it as my laughing consistently faded into coughing spells. I took no notice as I climbed up the stairs to my bedroom every night gasping for air. I didn't realize that the crease between his eyebrows was deepening as I sheepishly dragged my limp and aching body out of bed every morning as he looked on, ever-concerned.
It was on this crease marring his high, perfect brow that I now focused, the only thing I could see through the haze of the fever.
As my body starting to convulse all I could feel were his cool sturdy arms through the cocoon of flannel blankets he had earlier swaddled me in. He scooped me up into his heaving chest, silent sobs wracking his body.
I yearned desperately to console him, but I couldn't find my mouth to do so. My arms wouldn't move from where they hung, limp at my sides.
As he rushed me from the house, almost in slow motion as it appeared to my clouded senses, I vaguely recall being placed, ever so gently into the back of the waiting car.
He held my hand. Bella Bella Bella was all I could hear, slurring from his mouth as we sped towards the hospital.
I focused on his face through the chaos. I wanted to forever be able to picture his perfect visage, no matter what came next.
A/N: This is a short one and it's a bit angsty, I hope you liked it though. Please leave me a review and tell me what you think. I'm still at the wobbly stage in my "author" status and I would love some criticism.