Becoming a fictional character
By EdwardCullenManiac4Eva
Chapter Two
In To Another Time!
A/N: Thanks to LittleTwilightManiac and Sakae Doragon for reviewing and letting me know what you think, I really appreciate it! Okay on with the chapter!!
I feel relaxed. What the hell was I dreaming about, almost getting hit by a car and then appearing somewhere else only to get hit by a car there. Yup, I have defiantly lost it now. I stretched my arms above me my chest and hips rising slightly off the bed. I opened my eyes, only to be staring at a straight white ceiling, no the lilac slanted one that was in my room. I sat blot right up, no longer tired.
"Whoa, careful you might be sore" A voice next to me spoke; as soon as he finished I got a sharp pain right from the front of my head to the back. I turned to look at the person who had spoken.
"Who are you?" I asked but as I took in his appearance I had my own idea. He had a very pale complexion and bright topaz coloured eyes, he had bronze coloured hair and was wearing jeans and a t-shirt with a broken guitar on it, and if I wasn't mistaken it was designer.
"I'm Edward Cullen, and I am very sorry about hitting you with my car." He said, his head bowed slightly. I couldn't hold it in; I lasted for about two seconds before I let out and almighty fan girl shriek. His head shot up and he looked at me with worried eyes. The door banged open causing my shriek to cut short, but when I saw who it was I started again.
"Are you alright?" He asked after I stopped, Edward was rubbing his ears, it must have been loud, I thought.
"I'm fine... Carlisle Cullen" I said, and I pretty sure I heard his gasp of shock. I swung my feet off the side of the bed so I was facing him.
"So Doc, what's wrong with me?" I asked teasingly, there was absolutely nothing wrong with me and I knew it. Well nothing I could blame my craziness on. I could vaguely make out the lines on his forehead when I realized that I didn't have my glasses on. I snapped my head to the left and saw them sitting neatly oh the side table, which also had my school bag –the Clubland one- and my laptop case. I sighed in relief before reaching over and grabbing the glasses. I put them on and once again turned to face Carlisle.
"I will ask again," I said in a harsh tone, "what's wrong with me?"
He looked taken aback by the tone of my voice and gaped at me openly before his 'son' elbowed him in the ribs. He coughed, even though he didn't need to, and began to act professional.
"Well, after numerous test's, we found that there was absolutely no broken bones, ever, not even from getting hit by a car going at least eighty miles an hour! Also there is nothing wrong with you nerve system, brain waves, blood count, nothing!" He exclaimed, he looked like a child on Christmas. I looked at him and sighed, this is why I hate hospitals.
"Still not found the reason behind my headaches?" I asked dryly my voice even void of all emotion, face set not showing anything.
"There should be no reason for you to have a headache I can assure you that all the tests came back clear because I did them myself and triple checked them". He told me trying to assure me with his tone and hand movements. I looked at him like he was a three year old.
"I know very well thank you, now if you would be so kind as to get me a packet of 16 Anadin and my clothes I have to go barter with airport". They both looked at me as though I was crazy when I jumped off the bed, or cot, and walked towards the bathroom. I heard a soft whoosh but didn't bother to turn around and look at what made it. I went to the toilet and washed my face, it seemed like it was still the same day so I didn't think I needed to brush my teeth again. I walked back to find my school uniform on the bed and packet of Anadin.
I opened the packet and took two dry I got dressed quickly and sat on the bed. There was nothing to do so I reached across and grabbed my laptop case. I pulled the laptop out, turned it on and went to the wireless signal list.
'No signal received'.
"What?!" I gasped I quickly brought the bottom of the laptop up and looked at the wireless switch 'on' so it wasn't that, I refreshed the connections list.
'No signal received'
"Noo!" I screamed, I put the laptop down and fell face down into the pillow. I was crying and I felt my tears soaking into the pillow but I couldn't find it in myself to care. I heard the door open but I didn't look up to see who it was. I felt a hand on my back so I looked up.
"What's wrong?" Carlisle's soft voice asked me. I sat up and rubbed my eyes underneath my glasses. I looked at him and saw his anxiousness and fear in his eyes.
"It's stupid..." I told him sniffing, he handed me a tissue.
"Nothing's stupid" he told me in a firm voice moving closer to me and taking my hand.
"This is" I tried again, he waved his other had forward for me to continue, "there's no internet signal" I muttered even though he would hear it, he didn't move, "See I told you it was stupid"
He continued to stay still for a few minutes, then started laughing, I was shocked to say the least.
"I know what you mean, I get upset when there's no internet as well" he told me still laughing. He looked at me then left, I watched him leave utterly shocked. I watched as the door swung shut swaying a bit before it finally settled. I looked at the white hospital walls, absolutely nothing covering them. I saw some monitors, but they looked just for show. I sighed and started swinging my legs over the side to keep myself entertained. After a few minutes I got bored and lay down on my back. I started humming Potential Break Up Song byt Aly and Aj, when random scenarios about how I would meet the rest of the Cullen Clan entered my head. I was laughing at the strange things I was thinking when Carlisle walked in carrying a router, plug and internet wire.
"What?!" I gasped as he started to plug it all in and set it up for me. The lights started to flicker as it started up.
"Well I don't think you have to stay here much longer but I thought you could still go on the internet whilst you wait" he smiled at me and when he finished he sat in the chair next to the bed, "so I suppose you have questions?" he smiled nicely urging me to continue, I looked at him before taking a deep breath.
"What year is it?" not the most serious question but I needed to know.
"2005, why?" Carlisle asked confusion colouring his voice. He was obviously expecting a harder question.
"Holy Shit! I've gone back in time; it was the 18th of December 2009!" I exclaimed. This was so not happening. I couldn't have travelled back in time, could I? No I must have been hit by that car and now I was in a coma. Yeah, that was the most reasonable explanation. I started to come out of my startled state and saw Carlisle looking at me again, like he was a kid on Christmas.
"Okay, so I have no reason to believe that this is really so I will believe that in my 'world' I'm in a coma" I stated to him. Carlisle's face changed from one of wonder to shock, I gave him a 'whatever' look and looked down at my feet, which were still swinging over the side of the bed.
"I can assure you that you are not in a coma and this is real, and I want to discuss with you your situation" he told me in a firm voice that made me look into his eyes and see the truth and trust there.
"You mean I could come and live with you until this all gets sorted out?" I asked, if this was true, not only would it be a dream come true but he would also be the first person to truly ask me to come into their home without any previous obligation to.
"Yes, I think you would fit in well with my family, but I would like to know how much you know" he asked taking my hand and holding it in his. I looked at him and whispered.
"Everything, absolutely everything," I told him, "I know about Edward Masen, Esme Platt, Mary Alice Brandon, Jasper Whitlock, Rosalie Hale and Emmett McCarty and I know who and what you all are and why your eyes are that colour" I nearly looked away but his hold wouldn't let me.
"Do you want to talk about this later when your with the rest of the family?" he asked his eyes melting into ones of happiness.
"Yes Please, I think the rest of the family need to hear this" I told him, a small smile and stood up, still holding my hand. He looked at me for a few seconds, studying my face before dropping my hand and pulling me into a hug.
"Welcome to the Cullen family" he whispered in my ear and for the first time in six years I cried tears of happiness.
A/N: Thanks for reading, please review I really want to know what you think of this story, yes I know I said the character is me, but I am also changing it a lot most of it will be my own personality tho ;) Please review and I will update soon!
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