Hey, here's another 'Twilight' one-shot. There is a mention of God in this story, so don't read if you find it weird or offensive.
Edward's POV:
Bella and I had just been dismissed from our second hour class period together. Now, it was time for Tutorial. We walked down the hallway side by side with my arm wrapped tightly around her waist.
As we headed toward our lockers, various thoughts of other students entered my head as Bella looked up at me, smiling. I attempted to block out them out, but some of them were too loud for my mind to avoid them. One thought in particular rang out the loudest to me.
It was that of Angela Weber, who was now leaning against her own locker, clutching her History book to her chest. Tears lay on the rims of her eyes, threatening to flow down her brown cheeks.
Her thoughts, however, distracted me from looking at the actual person herself. It sounded like she was shouting at someone.
What am I gonna do now? What if he doesn't make it?
I felt Bella clutch tighter onto my waist as she looked away from the distraught girl to me.
"Maybe I should go see what's wrong, Edward."
I nodded and unwound my arm from around her.
Bella then walked away from me and toward Angela. Their eyes met as they came closer to each other.
"Hey, Bella." Angela sniffled as my love stood in front of her.
"Is everything okay, Angela?" Bella asked, sounding deeply concerned for her.
She shook her head as Bella rested a hand on her shoulder. "I'm so worried, Bella. We… had to take my dad to the hospital last night because he had… a heart attack. And… I don't want to lose him."
Her voice cracked with tiny sobs and Bella wound her arms around her in a gentle hug. Angela finally gave in and began crying.
"I'm so sorry, Angela. Maybe you should say a prayer for him tonight. I'm sure he'll get better and I hope he does."
As I listened to their conversation, I couldn't help but sympathize with Angela. I didn't know her that well, but I was grateful to her for being such a good friend to Bella. She was, in fact, one of the few people at school who actually liked her, while others just wanted to befriend her for shallow popularity reasons.
Looking up, I saw them facing each other while Angela cracked a small smile.
"You're right, Bella. I'm sure that God will help me get through this if I ask Him."
"Don't worry, Ang. It'll be all right."
The girls embraced one another as I looked on, smiling to myself. How I had deserved someone as kind as Bella I will never know as long as I exist. She was not only a generous angel to me, but a comforting goddess to everyone around her.
The rescuing cure to a fatal injury…
The shining light leading out of the darkness…