Confused

I have four stories going on now, but I'll try to update as much as I can! I hope you like it! It's a AH story. Oh and in this story the Cullen Crest belongs to a different family! So…it's not the Cullen Crest haha! Enjoy!

Edward's POV

My head throbbed. My mind felt foggy and I couldn't think straight. I groaned and realized I was lying down. I felt grass was under me. I tried to open my eyes, but blackness was pushing down on my, trying to put me back into unconsciousness. A very big part of me wanted to give in, and make the pain go away, but I knew I needed to get up. My eyelids felt like they were glued together. I fought, and finally my eyes fluttered open.

It was light out. My eyes squinted against the light. I looked around and saw that I was in a forest…but I didn't remember how or why I was there. Panic flooded me as I tried to remember something, anything! Nothing, I couldn't even remember my own name.

I realized I was still lying down, and pushed myself off the ground. What the hell happened to me?! My whole body ached. I groaned in pain, and grabbed my ribs. I looked down, and saw I was wearing a pair of blue jeans, an ivory turtle neck sweater, a light beige, leather jacket and a black pair of shoes. I felt something on my wrist and pushed my sleeves up. On my wrist was a bracelet. It was merely a thick, black band, but it had this crest on it which looked like it was made out of silver. The crest had a hand above a lion, and three clover things below. My memory was tugging at something and I wished I knew what it was. It meant something, I knew it did! I just…couldn't remember what.

I checked my pockets to see if anything useful was there. Nothing. They were empty. I pinched the bridge of my nose in frustration, trying to sum up even the littlest memory. Blank.

"Come on," I growled. Not even my name!? I could at least get that much. I knew it, I know I did. Ed something, that was it. What was the rest? Edmin… Edmond…

Eddie…Edward …wait that was it! Edward! I laughed at how bizarre this was, but my laughter soon stopped when I realized how bad this situation was. What if a serial killer took me or something? What if I was going to die soon and the last thing I did was give a happy dance because I remembered my name? I needed to get away from here. I sure didn't stumble here on my own. Whatever happened with…whoever they might come back to finish the job. But where would I go? The woods were dangerous. I couldn't just wander around by myself! As I was trying to decide weather to go left or right I heard footsteps approaching. Fear flooded in. What if it was the person! I was so screwed. I waited in fear for whoever it was to show themselves when a girl stepped out.

She had long wavy dark brown hair and beautiful chocolate brown eyes that I could stare into forever. She looked average height and had a slim body. She was beautiful. She gave a squeal of surprise when she saw me.

"Oh," she gasped and stepped back, "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." A blush filled her cheeks. Her eyes scanned me before landing on my face. She gasped.

"Are you bleeding?" she asked.

Bleeding? Was I?

"Your head…" she whispered and pointed. My hand automatically went to my head. It was wet. I pulled it away and saw it was covered in blood.

Huh. No wonder my head hurt so badly.

"Wha…Wh-where am I?" I asked, confused. My throat was dry and hurt.

"You're in Forks" Nothing. "Washington?" Still nothing. "United States?" Oh! I knew where that was! But Forks? Never heard of it. Then again, I'd just spent thirty minutes trying to remember my name. What did I know?

I was about to say something else when two more girls stepped into the clearing. One was short and had short jet black hair which was spiked in every direction. She had blue eyes. The other girl looked like a model. She was tall with long blonde hair and violet eyes. She reminded me of some, but I couldn't remember who. Big surprise there.

"Sorry Bella. Rosalie tripped and demanded we didn't continue until- oh my god!" It was the little black haired girl who spoke, "What happened?"

"Er…I don't remember," I said sheepishly.

"You don't remember? Are you on drugs or something?" the blonde questioned.

"Rosalie!" The brown haired girl- Bella as she was called by the short one- said. I suddenly grew dizzy, and leaned against a tree to support myself. The girls noticed.

"Come one! Let's get him to my dad. He's home today," the black haired girl said. The other two nodded. Bella walked over, took my right arm and slung it over her shoulders. The blonde- Rosalie I think- did the same with my left. The black haired girl stood in front of me.

"I'm Alice," she announced, "the blond is Rosalie and our brunette here is Bella. My dad's a doctor so we're going to take you to him okay? It's not far, I promise." I nodded. Anywhere but here was good. I was still worried that person would come back. We started slowly moving towards the direction the girls had come from.

Alice was right. It wasn't far. It had been about five minutes before the trees started to clear out and a large white house came into view. I couldn't see any of the detail. My vision was blurring.

"Almost there," Bella panted.

"Jeeze, he's heavier then he looks," Rosalie complained.

"Not much farther," Alice encouraged.

They supported me up the porch steps. Alice held the door open and they led into what looked like the living room.

"CARLISLE!" Alice yelled as Bella and Rosalie got me settled on the couch. I rested my head against the arm or the chair. My eyes drifted shut. It was easier then staring into the blurry world in front of me.

"What is it Alice?" A voice called, sounding worried. I heard footsteps until they stopped near the couch.

"Oh!" The same voice said, "What happened?"

"We were going for a walk in the woods, and I went on ahead and I saw him standing in this little clearing looking confused," Bella explained.

"What's his name?" he man asked in a calm voice. Silence. I realized I hadn't told them my name.

"Er…we don't know," Bella said sheepishly.

"That's alright girls. Alice would you go get my kit? It looks like he might need stitches." I guess me head wound really was bad! I heard soft footsteps as Alice walked away. Cool, careful fingers were suddenly on my head, examining it, it seemed.

"What's your name son," the man asked me. The blackness was pushing down on me again except this time it was much stronger. I knew I would give in soon.

My eyes fluttered opened, and were met with deep, kind, blue ones. "Edward," I sighed, smiling at the fact that I'd been able to figure that much out about myself. Then I gave in to the blackness and the world went dark.

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