All right you've asked for it. Here is chapter 2! Smeyers owns everything twilight.
Previously in Chapter 1
"No I…I need to go home and pack up a few last minute things. I don't really want to go anyway", half of that was the truth. I was done packing for Forks. I really didn't want to attend the reception. I was done with funeral stuff. I needed some time alone.
"Alright, let's head home then", with that my father picked me up out my chair and sat my down in the limo. He shut the door and ran around to the other side. The driver opened the door on the other side and Charlie hopped in. Then we drove off towards home and I began my new life with my father.
BPOV
"Now Boarding Flight 096, Seattle, Washington", the speaker blared in the airport terminal, "anyone with small children, strollers, or anyone who needs special assistance boarding the plane, please board the plane first", great I'm lined up with the four year olds and baby strollers. As I rolled my way up to the ticket taker, all eyes were on me. I hated it. Was it always going to be like this? My dad was right behind me holding our carry on bags. The airline found out about my "arrangement" and bumped us up to first class last minute, which I must say was nice. My father had to lift me up out of my wheelchair and place me in my seat. I buckled up my seatbelt, tilted my head back, and closed my eyes. I heard Charlie fold my wheelchair and give it to the stewardess.
"Well", my dad said sitting down next to me, "look on the bright side of this Bella. If losing your leg means free first class upgrades, then that's kind of sweet", he laughed. He was trying to be funny. I opened my eyes and glared at him. I didn't find anything about my situation funny at all. I glared at him for a moment and closed my eyes again. My dad sighed. "Bella, I'm sorry. I was just trying to make you laugh. I know how difficult this is for you. I'm just trying to lighten up the mood for you…"
"I know dad. It's ok. Do you have my iPod?" I asked.
"Yes, hold on a sec…here", my dad pulled my iPod out of his backpack and handed it to me. "Now, when we get home, I need to call Dr. Cullen."
"Dr. Who?"
"Dr. Carlisle Cullen. He will be your doctor Bella. I invited him over to dinner tonight so I could introduce you to him. He has five kids about your age." I rose my eyebrows in shock.
"What, are they quintuplets or something?" I asked. He shook his head.
"No, no there not quintuplets. They're all adopted. Their Mr. and Mrs. Cullen's foster kids."
"Oh, well that makes sense. That's nice of them, you know, to take them all in."
"Yep", Charlie said, popping the 'p'.
The plane boarded quickly and we were ready for take off.
"Please turn off all cell phones and electronic devices. We are about to take off", the flight attendant said over the loud speaker. I tilted my head back once more and closed my eyes. Forks, Washington here I come…
The plane ride to Seattle was nothing. I slept all but the last ten minutes of the flight. It was the ride to Forks that was the worst of it. It took us about two hours to get there and I was awake the entire way because I slept on the entire flight.
The house was the same as I remembered from my last visit to Forks about three years ago. My dad got out of the car and went to the trunk to get my wheelchair. My dad opened my car door and helped me out. I looked over to the front door of the house and noticed a huge ramp.
"Billy Black gave us this ramp to use", Charlie told me, "you remember the Blacks don't you? You and Billy's son Jacob use to hang out all the time when you two were little." I thought back for a moment and remembered playing with a young boy, down by the beach, making sand castles.
"Yeah I think I remember him."
"You'll have to give him a call. He is excited to see you." I don't know why anyone would be excited to see me, especially in the state I was in. My father wheeled me up the ramp and opened the front door. I looked around. Nothing changed much. "I'll be right back, I'm going to get our bags and suitcases." My dad walked out the door and back to the car to get our things. I wheeled my way into the living room and noticed a stack of photo albums on the coffee table. I wheeled over to them and wanted to cry. They were all pictures of my mother and I. I had to look away while I could. I wasn't done crying about my mother, but I didn't want to cry the first five minutes arriving in my new home.
"Alright, that's the last one", my dad said, dragging the last suitcase in the front door. He took a deep breath and put his hands on his hips. "Ok, I think I should call Dr. Cullen, tell him were home."
"When is he coming over?" I asked.
"7:30. It's 5:00 right now. Bella, you have to understand something. There is no way you'll be able to make it upstairs anytime soon, so you'll have to use the guest bedroom downstairs. You'll have your own bathroom and everything. Dr. Cullen's wife offered to come over and help decorate for you if you would like…"
"Um…sure. That's very nice of her."
"Alright well I'm going to stick your bags in your room for now. We'll unpack later." With that my father carried my bags into my room and went off to call Dr. Cullen. After he called Dr. Cullen, he helped me up out of my wheelchair and sat me on the couch. I was so tired of being lifted everywhere. It was really starting to hurt my arms. When I was settled, my dad went off to the kitchen to start dinner. I turned on the T.V and flicked through the channels. I settled on watching a movie that was on that I had seen ten times over.
Time flew by. Before I knew it, the doorbell rang. I looked at the clock. 7:30. Must be Dr. Cullen. I heard Charlie rush out of the kitchen to answer the door.
"Dr. Cullen! It's so nice to see you!" My dad exclaimed.
"Chief Swan, it's nice to see you to sir", my dad was the chief of police. I would hearing a lot of that for now on. "I hope you don't mind but I brought my son with me." Huh?
"It's not a problem at all. It will be nice for Bella to meet some kids her age around town since she won't be attending school for a while. Edward it's nice to see you."
"Nice to see you to sir", I heard the velvety voice say.
"Well dinner is ready. Bella is in the living room." A few seconds later my dad appeared in the living room with two of the most attractive people I've ever seen in my entire life. The one, who I assumed was Dr. Cullen, had blonde hair. It was slicked back slightly. He looked very young to be married and have five children under his roof. And then there was Edward. He was a site to see. He had bronze hair that slightly hung in his face. To put it simply; he was beautiful. But there was something I noticed immediately about the two of them. They were both pale. Extremely pale. Other then that, they were two completely different people.
"Hello Bella I am Dr. Cullen", he said walking up to me, smiling. "It's very nice to meet you", he reached out his hand to shake mine. His hand was freezing, literally. It felt like he stuck his hand in a icebox. He pulled his hand away and tilted his head. "I'm very sorry to hear about your loss Bella. I'm going to do everything I can to get you on your feet again."
"Yeah I'm still trying to cope but I'll be ok… eventually. I really appreciate you helping me."
"It's not a problem at all dear", Dr. Cullen turned back to Edward, "Bella this is my son Edward." Edward took a few steps forward and nodded. He looked like he was going to be sick.
"Nice to meet you", Edward said quickly.
EPOV
Why did my father make me come here with him? I wanted to be polite and keep the new girl company, but I had no idea what I was in for. Her scent. It hit me like a wrecking ball. I had never smelt anything as intoxicating as her blood. I had to hold my breath. There was no way I could talk to her, but I didn't want to seem rude. It took everything in me not to jump her in the living room. But I had to do this. It was just for one night. I could do this.
It will only take a second…the monster roared inside of me. One bite. That's it…that's all it will take. You know you want it…
NO! No! Charlie already lost Renee, I can't let him lose his daughter. I have to do this. I can do this!
"Edward, are you ok son?" Carlisle's thoughts called to me. I looked at him and nodded once. He nodded back.
"Well Bells, let me get you in your chair so we can eat dinner", Charlie said, making his way over to Bella. She unfolded her arms and rolled her eyes. What was she thinking? I concentrated hard. Nothing. It was blank. I tried harder. There was still nothing. I shook my head and couldn't believe it. This girl's mind was blocked from me. Charlie leaned down to pick Bella up off the couch. As he was doing this, I looked at Bella's missing leg. When Charlie sat Bella down in her wheelchair, I realized that the entire time he was doing this, I was staring at her missing leg. I looked up immediately at Bella who noticed I was staring. She looked back at me, sadness filling her eyes. The poor thing. I felt this sudden urge to just reach out and give her a hug. Tell her everything would be ok. And it was strange. In that moment I had looking into her eyes, I completely forgot about my thirst for her blood. I had no idea where that came from. She tore her eyes away from mine and looked down at her hands. She began rolling her way to the kitchen. Charlie, Carlisle, and I followed.
As we reached the kitchen, I saw four bowls of spaghetti out on the table. Eating human food was like eating a pile of dirt and garbage. I could get through this night though. I needed to do this for me. For Bella. As much as I wanted to kill her right now, I couldn't. The three of us sat down in our chairs and Bella wheeled in at the far end of the table. She looked like she had been crying non-stop for weeks. The girl had been through a lot, I don't blame her. Carlisle and Charlie began to make small talk with each other. I decided I needed to try and talk to Bella, no matter how hard it was. She needed someone to talk normally to. But what to talk about? I couldn't ask her about Phoenix. I didn't want to stir up any bad memories for her. Hmm…Music. Music is always an appropriate topic.
"So Bella", I began, "have you listened to any good music lately?" Her head popped up and she stared at me for a moment. She had these large pools of chocolate brown eyes that you could just get lost in. She tore her gaze away from me suddenly and looked down to her spaghetti, swirling it around her fork.
"Um…no. Just some usual stuff", Bella said with sadness to her tone. I couldn't control the emotions that this girl was bringing out of me. I was so heartbroken for her.
"Well, what are you listening to?" I asked. She looked back up at me and tilted her head. She looked up to the ceiling, looking thoughtful.
"Hmm… well I've been listening to a lot of Linkin Park lately", she finally answered.
"Ah. I have one their CDs, I haven't listened to it in a while", in all honesty I have only listened to it maybe once or twice. Emmett got me their first CD Hybrid Theory because he said I needed to 'get with the times'. It was decent music, but not my style.
"I can really relate to their lyrics right now. Especially on Meteora. Its like they know what I'm thinking…", if only I could be Linkin Park right now and get into that mind of hers. I guess the only way for me to do that would be to listen to them.
"Hmm, I guess I'll have to listen to them when I get home", I said smiling at her. Her lips pulled up into a little smile and she blushed. She looked radiant. I wanted to reach my hand out and stoke her cheek…god what was wrong with me?
"What do you listen to", Bella asked shyly, looking down at her spaghetti. She would probably find my taste in music dull, but she asked.
"I like classical", her eyebrows perked up and she looked at me.
"Like who?" She asked.
"You may have not heard of some of the composers but I'll name one of my favorites. Debussy", her eyebrows immediately fell and she looked back down to her food. She really looked like she was about to cry.
"Oh", she whispered, "that was one of my mom's favorites", oh no. As much as I tried to steer clear of the topic of her mother and of her disability, it found a way to make an appearance.
"I'm sorry Bella", I whispered back to her. She looked up at me and gave me a faint smile.
"It's ok Edward", she said, tears forming in her eyes, "Well um", she said loud enough for all of us to hear, "can you please excuse me for a moment?"
"Of course Bella", Charlie said. Bella nodded once at me and wheeled out of the kitchen. I felt terrible. I made Bella cry. This night just kept getting worse.
"I'm sorry Chief Swan, I was just trying to make small talk with Bella. I didn't mean to upset her", I said looking down.
"Edward it's ok. She has hardly talked to anyone in the past few weeks. You did what you could", we finished up our dinner and I couldn't be more thankful that it was over. I couldn't eat anymore spaghetti. It tasted like rotten eggs.
"Well", Charlie began, "Carlisle, the game should be finishing up right now, you care to stick around and watch?" He asked.
"Sure, I would love to. Edward…why don't you check on Bella", Carlisle suggested. He was right, I needed to make sure she was alright. I walked down the hall and found her room. I knocked lightly.
"Bella", I called out, "Bella are you ok? Can I come in?" I waited a few moments for her to answer. Finally, she spoke.
"Sure Edward", she said so quietly that I'm sure if I were human I wouldn't be able to hear her. I opened her door and saw her sitting her wheelchair, tears rolling down her face. I walked in and shut the door behind me. He scent was clouding my brain. It was tempting. Way to tempting. But Bella needed a friend right now. I was that friend. I walked in further and sat on her bed next to her while she sat in her wheelchair.
"Bella, I'm sorry I made you upset", I said. She wiped the tears from her eyes with both of her fists. She looked back up at me and gave me a weak smile.
"You did nothing wrong. I'm still getting use to everything. Use to being in a wheelchair. Use to having my mother gone…it's hard. Can I ask you something Edward?"
"Anything Bella."
"Um well…I know your adopted. What happened to your parents?" Bella asked.
"They died a very long time ago", I answered truthfully. Bella's eyebrows rose and her jaw dropped slightly. Then she reached my her fragile little hand out and took mine in it. When our hands touched, it burned. It was like fire and ice. But at the same time, I felt this strange electric current running through my body. I expected Bella to pull her hand back immediately, repulsed by my cold skin. But she didn't. She stroked my hand slightly and I couldn't help but smile. Her warm skin felt amazing against mine.
"I'm so sorry Edward. It's hard enough having my mother gone. I can't imagine if my father was gone as well", she said, still stroking my hand. I sighed.
"It was a very long time ago. I don't really remember them", more like barely. My human memories were now more of a haze for me, "can I ask you something Bella?"
"Yeah."
"Can I borrow your Meteora CD?" I asked. If this band gets inside her head, then I need to listen to them.
"Yes of course. I have the album on my iPod so you can borrow it as long as you need. All my CDs are in the bag over there", she pointed to a blue bag in the corner. I let go of her hand to retrieve it. When our hands separated, I suddenly felt like a part of me was missing. It was a strange feeling. I had no idea what was with me tonight. I walked over to the bag and opened it. I searched through all the CDs till I found the one I was looking for. I zipped her bag up and made my way over to sit down next to her again. Bella sat there silently, looking down at her hands. Then there was a nock at the door and it opened. Charlie appeared with Carlisle behind him.
"Well I think its time we head home Edward", Carlisle said, "you and Bella can see each other tomorrow at the hospital if you'd like."
"Sure. If it is ok with Bella", I said. Her head perked up immediately and she nodded.
"I would like that Edward", she agreed.
"Alright then Bella. We will see you tomorrow dear. Get a good night sleep."
"I will Dr. Cullen. Thank you again for helping me."
"No problem. Lets head home Edward", I looked back at Bella and smiled widely.
"See you tomorrow. Get some rest." She smiled back and blushed. Oh how I loved that blush…
"Bye Edward", and with that I exited her bedroom with Carlisle and Charlie. Carlisle and I said our good byes to Charlie and we left. As soon as we got home, I ran up to my room and popped the CD in my CD player. I turned the volume up slightly and laid down on my black leather sofa. As I lay here, listening to this CD, I thought about Bella. These lyrics were deep. If this is how she was feeling right now, then I needed to change that. But as I'm listening to these lyrics, I couldn't help but feel a strange pull to them as well. I could connect with them on every level. When the CD finished, I just laid there on my couch, staring at the wall. How was it possible, in one night, for one girl to change my life completely. Her blood smelled amazing. Like no other smell in the world. But there was more to that, that drew me towards her. I wasn't sure what yet, but I needed to figure it out. All I know is that I will be there for Bella tomorrow. She needed someone other then her father. Someone other then Carlisle. She needed someone other then all that, and I could give it to her.
A/N
I hope you liked this chapter. It's going to switch between Bella and Edward's point of view. I'm really excited right now. I got my How To Be tickets. It's going to be playing at a film festival where I live, I'm so excited to see it. Who knows? Maybe Rob will show up….I could only wish. Anyway, please review and let me know what you think….
