"Somebody help!" I screamed pushing the help button over and over again. Back-up should be coming, where was everybody? I raced out into the hallway and got all the equipment I needed. This little girl was going to survive; she was going to live her life. I started giving her mouth to mouth and pumping her heart, willing it to work. Her eyes were dim, grey, and just hollow and void of all emotion. I was a nurse. I wasn't meant to do this. "HELP." I screamed once more before taking out the shocker things and hooking them up. I quickly rubbed them together then put them on her chest, sending bursts of electricity through her. "What's going on?" I heard someone yell from behind me. "HELP." I shrieked again. The doctor raced forward and took over, pumping her heart faster than I had been. "What happened?" another doctor asked urgently. "I came in to check on her and she wasn't breathing. Where were all the doctors? I called for help!" I demanded. He looked flustered. "We were having a meeting." He stated. "All of you?" I asked, furious. Because of a meeting this girl's life could be lost, her happy smiling face, cold and dead. Enraged, I marched out of her room screaming at any doctor that crossed my path. "Bella!" I heard some call. "What?"
Looking up, I saw pale skin, far paler than my own, golden eyes, and blonde hair. "Carlisle?" I choked out. "Listen Bella, I don't have much time to talk to you but I think it's best for you to get out of town. Leave for a few days then come back." His eyes pleaded with me. Why was he asking me to do this? I shouldn't have to move because I caught a glimpse of him. I was here first, maybe but in my mind I was, and there wasn't any way that they could just barge back in and move me out. "Dr. Cullen," I seethed, "do you realize that there is a 13 year old girl right in that room dying? If you are indeed as good a doctor as you used to be you should be in that room, trying to revive her!" I shrieked. "They already did, she will be fine. Please listen, it's about Edward! He isn't the same person as he was before. After he left he changed his diet back to human blood and became a tracker-"Just then he cut himself off and walked briskly away, his body stiff and poised. I still wasn't over my shock of seeing him. It was sweet relief that filled my body when I realized they hadn't been a dream. The fear drove itself through my heart when my brain registered his last sentence. Edward, a tracker? No. Not the sweet, determined, and loving Edward I knew. But I knew that Carlisle would never lie, would he? He was the most trustworthy besides Edward himself. I walked until I came to the bathroom, my mind working overtime to try and figure things out. A few hours later, after intense thinking and serious pondering, I finally figured it out. It was a hallucination. Had I not had them before? Yes, I had, but never had they been so precise. And most my hallucinations were about Edward not Carlisle. I got into my car, but driving home I got tingles up my spine. I fumbled with the heat and wrapped one arm around myself, trying to rub some friction into my other arm. It was a funny feeling, almost like someone was breathing down my neck. My head shot up as I looked in the mirror. Ruby eyes met mine, just before they vanished. Screaming, I hit the gas, cursing myself for believing I could have a normal life. I was a magnet that attracted all danger within a ten mile radius, remember? I pulled up to my apartment and braced myself for something hard, or cold. Nothing. Nada. Zip. I cautiously took one step forward, then another, until I stumbled through the door.
