Be My Escape
Hey! I'm not good with titles, but this is the best I could come up with! This is going to be a weird story, and I hope someone likes it. Review and let me know!
Prologue- The Awakening
No one's point of view
Bella woke up, startled. She had no idea where she was, or even who she was. Worse, she didn't know why she was covered in IVs and monitors. She immediately ripped them all off with strength she didn't know she had. Standing up, she walked around the room slowly, feeling like she weighed a thousand pounds. Something made her turn around, and notice the gleaming barrel of a gun out the window. A shot was fired, and the girl collapsed in a heap on the floor.
Carlisle's Pov
An alarm sounded through the hospital, throwing it into chaos. My family and I had been touring my new work when it happened. Dr. Martin, the retired doctor I was replacing, motioned us to hurry.
"Hurry, a window has been broken. That's never good. Split up, and call out when you've found the room. The alarm will stop in-now," Dr. Martin stopped and ran down one hall. For an old man, he ran fast. Jasper headed for the IC unit, Esme A wing with Alice, Emmett and Rosalie for B wing, and Edward for the final C wing. I followed Jasper down toward the IC unit, and heard him yell.
"Carlisle! Dr. Martin! I found it!" Jasper shouted from room 124. I ran in there to see a girl on the floor and a bullet in the wall behind her. I rushed to her side, only to find no blood.
"I checked for wounds, but found no open wounds, or blood. She is still alive, with a strong pulse. I checked already. Someone was trying to kill her," Jasper told me, just as Dr. Martin and the rest of my family rushed. Dr. Martin gasped involuntarily as he saw who the girl was. His eye's wandered over to the bed, where IVs were hanging around.
"Carlisle, that's the Swan girl, the one who's accident prevented the tour yesterday. We lost her parents, twin sister, and little brother. She was a triplet, but one of the sisters had disappeared a number of years ago. She was in a coma, with monitors that were supposed to let us know the moment she woke up. Someone must have moved her, because we weren't notified," Dr. Martin's eyes held a far-off look. He gently picked up the girl and set her back in the bed, reconnecting all the monitors.
"Her older sister was getting married to my son, but the two of them were found dead days before the wedding. The family has had misfortune ever since the girl turned two. The only thing that has been good for them was all the money, but they never cared about the money. Grief always filled their houses. She has no relatives at all. Once she gets better, we have to ship her off to the orphanage in Port Angeles. I only hope she wakes up from her coma, unlike her twin sister. Thank God she wasn't taken like her sister," Dr. Martin looked grief-stricken. That's when the girl stirred.
The monitors never made a sound. The girl rolled over, and then shot up in pure panic. I walked over to her, my family on my heels.
"Are you okay?" I asked her gently, and she looked at me with the deer-in-the-headlight look on her face. Dr. Martin was staring in amazement, and shock.
"She can't really be awake! The monitors aren't broke. They worked just this afternoon, and they are all hooked up to the same cords. You even saw it!" Dr. Martin stuttered. I nodded to his statement, but the girl was awake. In fact, she was on her feet and trying to run away. Edward managed to step in her way, with the others working together to form a blockade. They acted more like close siblings, rather than cousins that had all been adopted by their aunt and uncle after their parents had died in an epidemic in England.
"Where am I? Who are you?" the girl demanded, her voice near hysterics. Dr. Martin tried to calm her down, without success.
"Bella, shh, remember me? James's dad?" Dr. Martin was obviously hoping she'd stop screaming, but I knew better.
"Who's that? I don't know a James. Wait-I don't know anyone!" she cried out in despair. That's when we all realized what had happened: she had lost all her memory.
Ch 1-Clean Slate
Bella Pov
I looked at the group of people who surrounded me. I didn't know any of them. I didn't remember anything. I broke down sobbing in the middle of their circle. I knew nothing about anything. Suddenly, however, that seemed to change. Something bright flashed in my eyes, although they were closed. Knowledge flooded into my head, stuff I thought no one else could ever know. History, foreign languages, math, and so much more just filled my head. Yet, I still knew nothing of my past. Not one thing.
"Bella, are you okay? Just, calm down. Do you remember anything at all?" one of the two men asked me. He had glasses and gray hair, whereas the other was young, with striking features.
"Who's Bella?" I asked, still sobbing. The two men, who must be doctors, looked at each other, and then back at me.
"Anything at all?" the young doctor persisted. I nodded my head slightly.
"Yes. Math, history, foreign languages, English, Science, and so much more, but no real memories," I told him softly. The young doctor looked at her and started talking.
"Well, from what I gather, you're name is Bella Swan. Your parents, little brother, and twin sister died in a car accident, which resulted with you ending up in the hospital today. Your other twin sister disappeared from a hospital when you were younger, and your older sister and her fiancé were murdered the night before their wedding. You live here in Forks, Washington. Any more than that, I have no idea," the doctor said. I absorbed the information, but it brought back no memories, except the sound of an ambulance. I nodded absently.
"By the way, this is Dr. Martin, the doctor that's retiring today, and I'm the new one, Carlisle Cullen. This is my wife, Esme, and our kids, Jasper Whitlock, Rosalie Hale, Alice Brandon, Emmett Cullen, and Edward Masen," Carlisle pointed to each, and I nodded once again.
Esme Pov
The poor girl just kept on nodding, as if that were all she could do.
"Carlisle, honey, could I talk to you and Dr. Martin outside for a minute. I'm sure the kids will be able to keep an eye on her for a few minutes," I told Carlisle. The three of us walked out of the room and closed the door.
"Carlisle, do you think we could adopt her to?" I asked Carlisle softly. He looked at Dr. Martin, and he nodded.
"It is possible, seems as how she has no relatives," Dr. Martin added in. Carlisle looked deep in thought.
"I guess we could, but keep this in mind: the others were all cousins. She isn't related. They might not include her," Carlisle warned me.
"They wouldn't. Think about how scared she must be. She wakes up, finds out her family is dead and she has no memory, while being surrounded by strangers. That must affect her tremendously. We have extra rooms, and maybe one of the boys will fall in love with her," I offered, thinking about how lonely Emmett, Jasper, and Edward all were. Carlisle was thinking the same thing.
"We can. I think it'd be better to announce it to everyone, and then take her by her old house to get some of her stuff," Carlisle told the Dr. Martin. He beamed in excitement.
"That's great! I'll now know she's in good hands," Dr. Martin hurried down the hall to get the forms as we turned around and entered the room. What we saw made us want to turn back around and walk right back out. They had tied Bella up with the IVs, and Edward was on the ground, clutching his stomach. Jasper was on his knees, his head in his hands. Emmett was standing in front of the door, and Alice and Rosalie were in the corner, hovering in fear.
"What happened? Why is the patient tied up?" Carlisle roared. I grabbed his arm and told him that we should give them a chance to explain. He finally agreed, and asked Alice for the story.
"Seconds after you closed the door, Bella dove for the open window. Edward was in the way, and she started kicking and punching him, until he collapsed. Emmett tied her up, and then Jasper collapsed from too much emotion, clouding the room," Alice's spoke so fast that I had trouble understanding her. Carlisle nodded, understanding everything.
"We're adopting her, so she won't have to go to an orphanage. What do you think of that?" Carlisle asked them. Their mouths dropped in shock, and Edward and Jasper stood up fast. Rosalie, however, was the first to speak.
"I'd like that. Alice never lets me give her any make-overs, so this'll be fun!" she said, and I could practically hear what she was thinking. For a second I felt sorry for Bella.
"Yeah, that would be a lot of fun. I could take her shopping!" Alice shrieked. I could also see this happening. Emmett slowly began to grin.
"Maybe she'll be more fun than Rosalie and Alice," he said, sticking his tongue out at Rosalie as if he were a three year old instead of an eighteen year old. She returned the favor.
"Well, I think that was only shock. I really believe it'd be fun to have someone in the house that isn't related to us, don't you, Edward?" Jasper turned to Edward expectantly. Edward looked incredulous.
"Are you all out of your minds? Of course not! She is trouble!" Edward yelled. He pointed at Bella, proving his point when we all saw that she had managed to untie herself.
"Edward, she is under a lot of stress. I'm sure that, under the same conditions, you'd act the same, if not worse. Just give her a chance. Anyway, you've been outvoted," I told him sternly. He sulked, and turned to walk out of the room, but ran into Dr. Martin.
"I have the papers," he told them jubilantly.
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