I felt my mind fading once more as I sat through another lecture in my History of Law class. My mind began to travel to that last memory I have of both of my parents. Their screams echoed off in my ears as if I was listening to them over and over again as the car flipped over and over.
"Miss. Swan? Miss. Swan!" Mr. Oakley's voice, my History of Law professor, screeched through the classroom snapping me out of my reverie.
I felt the urge to suddenly roll my eyes in annoyance at the pudgy man that stood before me with his paw-like hands on his ever-existing waistline. Briefly imagining him with a pair of pointy ears and a curly tail since he seemed to already have a nose that looked like a snout. The image only made me want to cackle, but of course I squashed the amusement and turned to acknowledge the pork itself.
"Oh. Err. Y-yes Mr.-Mr. O-Oakley?" I stuttered, blinking back in the moment.
"Can you please explain to me what is the law of the land?" He asked, a sneer on his red pudgy face.
"It refers to all of the laws in force within a country or region, including statute law and case-made law. Lex tarrae or Legem Tarrae." I replied, unblinkingly.
"Can you be more specific, Miss. Swan?" He asked, gesturing for me to carryon..
"It is based on the Magna Carta. It-" I replied, blinking.
"Meaning?" He cut in, scowling at me now.
" It refers to the No Freeman shall be taken or imprisoned, or be disseized of his Freehold, or Liberties, or free Customs, or be outlawed, or exiled, or any other wise destroyed; nor will We not pass upon him, nor condemn him, but by lawful judgment of his Peers, or by the Law of the Land." I finished, refraining from stick out my tongue at him like a toddler.
"Well done. Now, why aren't you all taking notes? Hurry up and do it, the class is almost over." He snapped, turning back to the laptop on his desk back to the PowerPoint.
I inwardly rolled my eyes and turned back to my laptop and finished taking the notes that were a combination of the textbook on my lap and the presentation on the wall. Finally, after what felt like an eternity the ear numbing ting of the bell rang, informing us all that the class was over.
"You managed to embarrass Oakley pretty thoroughly again." Rose commented, amused as we walked out of class.
"That wasn't exactly my fault. You know that on this particular day I tend to doze off… I-I..." I rambled, before taking a deep breath and beginning again, "You know that I can't help it." I said, blinking away tears that began to form in my eyes.
"I know, sweetie. Come on, let's get your easily-distracted butt home." Rose whispered to me, as she put her arm around my shoulders and lead me to her car.
In the time the time that it took to get to the car however I managed to trip three times, twice in the air, and once on a pebble that was practically invisible to any unsuspecting victim. I tripped, stumbled and ended up bringing Rose down with me, somehow reinjuring my freshly healed left arm and dislocating my left shoulder. Her falling onto the bed of freshly cut grass, and me face planting on the rain stained cement walk way.
"Oh, shit. Emmett is going to kill me. Bella? Honey? Are you alright?" She asked, crawling towards me.
"Ahh-Ouch." I groaned, as I slowly turned onto my back.
"Oh, fuck. Your brother is going to kill me when he sees you. Of all the days..." She muttered as she helped me up.
"Hey what took you two,—oh no. What-what happened now?" Alice asked sighing in exasperation, as she took in my slumped form.
"I got reacquainted with the cement floor of the way here." I said, deadpanned, as Rose helped me into Emmett's jeep.
"Well, damn, Bellsy. How many times has it been with this one this month? Ooh, Jasper is going to be mad that he lost the bet against your brother. You didn't make it out of the week without injuring yourself and another bystander, could you?" Alice chimed as she jumped into the backseat.
I growled under my breath as Rose ran around the front of the car and jumped into the driver's seat, pulling out of the spot as she put on her seatbelt. It was quiet in the jeep on the way to the urgent care.
"To the urgent care clinic, not the hospital..." I said, closing my eyes, trying to ignore the swirling in my stomach.
"So, why the clinic and not the hospital, my dad can get you in and out faster than the dingy clinic." Rosalie quipped as she turned onto the clinic's car lot.
I choose to ignore her and turned up the music in the background. The song The Love Song by the band 311 was playing, briefly reminding me of a simpler time when both my elder brothers sang and danced to this song with in in our old living room. That was the last good memory I have of them relaxing enough to give an easy going smile.
However far away, I will always love you
However long I stay, I will always love you
Whatever words I say, I will always love you
I will always love you
When the last line of the song ended, I felt myself getting misty eyed before Rosalie decided to speak up again, officially letting me shut off my emotions, as I heard her voice again.
"So, why did you want to drive here instead of going to see my father at the hospital?" Rose asked. Her voice beginning to get the tinge of annoyance as she spoke again.
"You know why Rosalie, now stop stalling and help me get out of this monster." I retorted, as I unhooked the seatbelt and opened the door with my good hand.
I, however, failed to calculate the correct height off the ground and ended up on the grimy ground. I could hear gasps and rushing footsteps as I failed to sit up.
"Woah, hey! Ugh, are you alright?" A smooth voice asked, from somewhere above me.
"I-I think I am." I said blinkingly, before I tried to move my injured shoulder. " Oh crap, my shoulder," I groaned, as I began seeing black spots in my vision.
I could feel someone trying to get me to slowly sit up as it began to drizzle for the umpteenth time today. Emmett really was going to kill me when he saw me later… and there is no one to blame but my goofy feet.
"Can one of you explain to me what exactly happened to your friend out there?" The smooth voice asked, as he lead us into the back and into an examination room.
"Oh, err... she fell on the way off campus, she fell and brought me down with her. Fortunately, for me I landed on grass, and a slight scratch on my head. Unfortunately, for her she landed on the cement strip that leads to the car lot, she slammed head first into it." Rosalie stated calmly.
"You mean she face planted into the ground and was conscious on the way here?" He asked her, surprised. I could almost detect the shocked amusement in his voice as he asked.
"I did— did not face-plant. I just simply sat on the ground with my face." I mumbled, drowsily as the spots came back into my vision, as he helped me out of the wheelchair and onto the examination table.
"I wonder if my cousin, Edward, is still working here." Alice mused, not paying attention to the conversation.
"Edward is your cousin?" The voice asked as he looked down at the clipboard he had in his hand, suddenly turning towards me. Then proceeded to drag a small stand with the familiar arm cuff hanging from it, towards where I was propped on the examination table.
I sighed, looking at the machine, undoing my zipper and slipping off my jacket, feeling as he wrapped the cuff around my arm and adjusted it to the size of my arm before I heard the buzzing to the machine. The cuff began to tighten on its own, as it took my blood pressure.
"I'm going to you to need you to inhale and exhale for me." He muttered as he placed his cold stethoscope on my back, moving back and forth from time to time. Stopping to write everything down.
" I know this is uncomfortable.. but...can you give me an estimate of how much you weigh?" He asked, looking up at me."I weigh about a hundred fifteen...nineteen at the most." I muttered, blushing.
"What about the first day of your last menstrual?" He asked, looking unblinkingly at me, expectant.
"The-the fourth of September." I muttered with a heated face. I heard the giggles of Rosalie and Alice from the far side of the room. Causing me to throw a scowl their way.
"Have you been working with Edward?" Alice asked, changing the subject.
"Hmm...Oh, yeah. I've had a few chances to work with him... He's one of the most brilliant residents here." He mumbled, looking down at the chart, occasionally scribbling something down. Before he turned and turned his attention back to Rosalie and Alice.
"Do you know if she has any cuts of anything that could be bleeding at the moment?" He asked as he continued to talk to them as if I wasn't there, practically unconscious right next to them.
"Not that we know of, I mean, I -I haven't checked under her wool hat… but I can check… later." Rosalie said, as she stepped closer. I could feel her disgust radiating from her as she did so.
"Great, well, as nice as it was to listen to your relations to the staff here, well… if you can help your friend onto the examination table, and maybe fill this form out for her… someone will be here to help check your friend soon." He said, before walking out of the room.
"You can open your eyes now, DramaBell…" Rosalie said, eyeing me with a smirk on her face.
"I'm not a drama queen Rose, so don't call me that. My head is pounding from the fall at school and the fall out in the parking lot." I complained, groaning as I rolled onto my right side to keep off my left shoulder.
"Oh boy, is Emmett going to kill me. He specifically told me to try stay out of the hospital today." I mumbled, as Rosalie handed me a gauze and I pressed it to the small wound that was on my hairline.
"Yeah, well. He's told you that since the day he began working at the hospital, he's just being his overprotective, over-bearing, brother-bear self." Rosalie comforted, patting me leg sympathetically.
"Hmm… you missed a fine specimen while you were 'out' playing sleeping beauty." Alice chirped in happily.
I groaned in response, as I reached up to slip my black wool hat off my head, groaning when I felt a stinging pain on the cut. Klutzilla strikes again. I thought, biting my lower lip to keep a pained yelp in.
"Oh shit! Bella, how are you still alive?" Rosalie asked, as her eyes fell on me.
"Well, I can only guess it's because of the good ol' medicine keeping me alive." I replied dryly, rolling my eyes at her in response. Regretting it afterwards when it hurt to roll my eyes.
I flinched when the sting I was feeling on my forehead began to burn, and I felt something warm begin to run down my temple, even though the gauze that Rosalie had given me earlier. I flinched at the brightness of the lights and the throbbing that began to appear in my ears. Right when I was ready to start complaining, we all froze at the sound of three sharp knocks on the gray wooden door.
The door handle turned slowly, so much so that it felt as if I was in a horror movie awaiting for the serial killer to come slash my throat. Then the wooden, metal framed door swung opened almost hitting an unsuspecting Alice. She was lucky to be tiny or she would've been thrown to the wall by the force that the swinging door.
"Good afternoon, Miss. Swan. How are you feeling to-?" The handsome guy said before he made eye contact with Alice, and rolled his eyes, "-day." He sighed. "Alice, what are you doing here?" He asked, annoyed.
"My friend, Bella, had an accident. She didn't want to go to the hospital since her brothers and Rosalie's dad all work there." She said shrugging.
He nodded, and began scanning the clipboard Rosalie gave him. He then turned towards me. "So, Miss. Swan. Can you tell me what's the matter with you today?" He asked me, looking up briefly at me before inclining his head to look at the clipboard.
I couldn't help gape at him, taking in his 6'4 stance, broad shoulders that were attached to the same muscle-y specimen. His hair was a reddish-brown color that almost looked bronze under the light. I felt my mouth go dry as my eyes finally landed on his all-too handsome face. Completed with a chiseled jaw, a perfect angular nose, a pair of a mesmerizing shade of deep green eyes- a shade I've never seen before- and a smile that made me forget my own name. It was enough to make me want to swoon like a fifteen-year-old, and my ovaries to sing 'halleluiah' to the heavens.
I blinked a couple of time before letting my eyes look at him, trying to let my brain conjure a sentence to answer him. "My head is hurting, and I think I finally cracked my skull opened." I said, wincing as I replace the bloodied gauze with a clean one.
"Let me just check the cut to see if you'll need any stitched." He said, as he made his way towards the small counter and began rummaging through the drawers, taking things out every now and then. Then proceeding to take a slow step towards me before setting the gathers supplies on the shiny metal stand.
I could feel his warm breath on top of my head as I felt his latex-gloved fingers prod the gash onto of my head. Wincing as he continued this process for a few seconds. My head was hurting and the gash on my forehead only seemed to make it worse. From where he stood I could smell his overwhelming cologne. He smells so good, that in my dizzy state made the vertigo grow stronger than before.
"Hmm. Well, it seems that we may have to put a few stiches on here. Does it hurt a lot?" He asked, after he finished.
"It just burns a little bit. My head is the one that's hurting a lot right now." I replied tiredly. "Like a bitch." I mumbled under my breath, causing them all to laugh.
"Ok then, the only thing I am going to do right now is clean the wound and cover it. I will be back with a nurse to stitch you up. Then maybe you'll feel better then. In the mean time would you like something for the pain?" He asked, after they settled down, concern written in his eyes.
"That would be great, yes." I said, trying to withstand the overwhelming scent of his cologne.
He nodded, giving me a brief look before walking out of the room without another word to either of us.
A/N:
This story is loosely based on an idea that hatched in my brain while I on a trip to the ER. I hope y'all enjoy it.
Its an Edward x Bella story. Hopefully its humorous. It's my first time to trying to write a humor slash love story.
So hopefully you enjoy it.