Authors Note: New chapter!
Okay, I'll make this quick, one, updates will probably be random throughout the story, two I have no idea how many chapters this will be, three, all mistakes are my own, four, let me know what you think, I would love to hear from you all, enjoy!
Chapter two
Emerald, a brilliant green, a color like no other fills my dreams and for some reason it saddens me...
An annoying beeping wakes me, I want it to stop but my head is pounding and almost fuzzy feeling. Without moving I can already tell my body hurts, I'm stiff like I haven't moved in a while. That beeping is really annoying though.
"You won't believe this but they say all security footage of the surrounding area has disappeared." I know that voice.
"I wish we knew what happened to her." Another familiar voice says, whoa, I haven't heard those two voices in the same room in years. "Oh, do you see that?!"
"I did, Bella? Honey, can you hear me?" My dad asks me. I can feel both my hands being gripped.
My eyes feel like heavy as I start to open them, they also feel scratchy. "Oh my god, Bella!" My mother cries out.
"Can I get a doctor in here?!" My father shouts out.
"Honey, how are you feeling?" My dad asks. I open my mouth to speak only to cough out a few times first. My throat is raw feeling.
"Where am I?" I manage to get out. This strange pale blue room isn't mine.
"You're in the hospital Bella, can you..." My mother gets cut off by another voice.
"Hold on to those questions, Ms. Dwyer. Let's check Isabella over first." A man says. My parents step back and then the guy starts on checking me out, asking simple questions. "Can you give me today's date?" He asks.
"Um..." Today's date? "We're April, right?" I'm not very good at remembering the days date even before whatever happened.
"Right but what about the date?" He asks, I shake me head no. "Hmmm, well can you at least tell me your birthday?"
That's easy, "September thirteenth." I tell him.
"Good." The doctor says before writing things down. He waves at two officers and my heart rate picks up a little, it's embarrassing since I'm still hooked up to the heart monitor. "You're okay, Ms. Swan, officer Gomez and officer Smith have a few questions for you. There's no pressure for you and don't worry if you can't remember anything they ask you."
"Isabella, do you know how you got here?" Officer Smith asks.
I look down and notice my elbow is bandaged up and there are scraps up both of my arms. I close my eyes and take a deep breath, just as I'm about to open my eyes I see bright lights coming towards me. I gasps and my parents move closer. The doctor asks them to wait.
"I..." I take a deep shaky breath. "There was bright lights, was it a car?" I ask.
I notice the doctor nod to the officers before Smith talks again. "Yes, Isabella, there was a car. Do you remember how you got hit?" He asks and I shake my head, though I shouldn't, the feeling makes me feel sick. "You were running, Isabella. You seem to have been running from something and to get away you ran right into traffic."
I look to both officers, the doctor and then my mother and father, concern filled all of their faces. Hot wet tears hit my face.
"I don't remember that." I whisper.
I close my eyes again and now the image of me running fast, scared, right into traffic to get away fills my mind.
"I'm sorry sir, we have to." One of the officers were saying. I look to my dad who looked annoyed but his look softens when it meets mine.
"Ms. Swan, we believe you may have witnessed a terrible crime, you may be our only witness to the whole thing since you came running from that direction." Officer Gomez tells me now.
A terrible crime? What terrible crime? "I don't remember." I say again.
"It's to be expected gentlemen, Ms. Swan has suffered a terrible head injury and if your correct about her being a witness its very possible that her mind is shutting it out to protect her." The doctor says.
"We really need her to remember." Smith says.
The doctor shrugs, "She may remember in time but she may never remember what happened. She needs rest now, do you think you can continue this once she's rested and feeling better?" He asks.
With a nod the doctor leads them out of the room and my patents rush to me. It's the first time that I noticed there's fresh flowers everywhere. Mom notices that I'm staring at them all.
"Your friends, coworkers, they've been sending them." Mom says.
"How long have I been out?" I ask.
My mom looks to my dad to answer and he sighs, "A little over a week."
Now that is hard to wrap my mind around, a week of my life gone, missing? "It's okay, honey, you're safe now, you're awake and we're here to take care of you."
"What happened? What is it that I don't remember?" I ask looking between my dad and mom.
They both look at each other, "Let's not worry about it now, let's just focus on getting you beer better." My dad tells me.
It makes me nervous to have a cop sitting outside of my room at all time, I feel like I've done something wrong. I'm given more pain meds and I'm out again before I know it.
~o0o~
Tests, questions, a million questions, phone calls, I don't know how much more I can take, I just want to go home.
I've had six different cops guarding the door and for some reason all of them make me nervous, I don't know why since my dad's a cop and he doesn't freak me out or any of his other collogues. This last cop though, he's freaking me out more than any of the others had. He keeps peeking back at me, I've caught him flat out staring twice and one time he smirked. There's something about him that just says WARNING DON'T TRUST, I don't really know why either. st felt like he was waiting for something, maybe a prefect moment to get me alone? Or maybe I'm just paranoid now since no one will tell me what it was they think I witnessed. Either way luck was with me as my parents never left me fully alone, one of them were always around.
This guy isn't the only one I noticed, there are other people who walk by my room, looking in, watching me, like I said either I'm paranoid or some things up.
~oOo~
"You're being released, go get dressed." My mom says rushing into the room. She hands me a bag and I quickly rush into the bathroom. I strip off the hospital gown and start dressing, I freeze when I pull out the last item in the bag. It's a long cardigan, soft like cashmere, it would go just past my knees and it's a dark blue color. I hesitantly pull it on, the smell that envelopes me is calming. I close my eyes as the soft material brushes across my face.
Emerald green flashes through my mind, "Are you alright, Dear?" A soft, kind voice startles me.
I jump, my eyes flashing opened as I look around the small space, I'm alone. My heart races, I'm alone, the voice was in my head.
I leave the sweater on and step out to the room.
"Where'd you get that from?" My mother asks stepping forward and reaching out to touch it. I take a step back away from her and a troubled look crosses her eyes.
"I brought the day I got lost." I lie, the thought that someone would take it away from me frightened me for some reason, I couldn't let it go.
"Oh, it's pretty." My mom says, "suits your skin tone really well."
"So um, Bella, your mother and I were talking and I just wanted to know how you'd feel about coming back home with me for awhile. You know if you're in danger and your an only witness to that crime, disappearing for a while might be in your best interest." My father says sounding nervous.
I haven't gone to visit him since I was fourteen, for the last few years he's been coming here to visit me, everyone knows just how much I dislike my home town. I look up and catch the cold eyes of the cop again, this time he doesn't smirk or smile. My gut twists because of him.
"Okay, I'll go with you." I tell him, surprising us all. For some reason I get the feeling that they're about to argue, so I speak up again. "I think I'd feel safer there, everyone knows everyone and to be honest I've been feeling paranoid. I don't like not knowing what happened or why I feel this way but I think I'd feel better there at least for a little while."
My mom nods in agreement after awhile and my dad, well he almost looks like he might cry and I don't understand this.
"I'd love to have you back Bells, for any amount of time. I want to protect you." My dad says pulling me into a hug.
~oOo~
It's not like the crime happened here, you're safe Bella. Just another day and you'll be in Forks.
My dad left yesterday so that he could get everything set up for me and I've stayed to pack up my stuff, not that I had much. Four pairs of jeans, two sweats, a couple of tank tops, six shirts, two skirts and one dress, one I've never worn before. I'm leaving the skirts and dress behind. With that I have one light jacket and now the one that I won't take off, it's strange how attached I've become to this jacket, how warm I feel in it, secure.
A knock startles me on my door. "Sorry, Bells, I just wanted to see if your hungry? You can come out with Phil and I one last time." My mom says.
I take a deep breath and smile. "Yeah, sure, why not." I tell her and she helps me from the floor.
I sit low in the back seat, Phil drives and mom keeps throwing worried glances back at me. We arrive at a small dinner, one that isn't some chain restaurants but run by a family. Do to my paranoia dinner went a little awkward even though mom and Phil really tried to make it better.
"What's wrong, Bells?" My mom asks once we're almost done.
I look between her and Phil, concern filling both their faces. I sigh, "I don't know what I witnessed, no one will tell me. Am I in danger? I feel like I am." I tell them in a small voice.
"The doctor and police say we should wait awhile, it might come back to you and they don't want any ideas in your head that didn't happen but you're safe, Bella. We won't let anyone hurt you." My mom says reaching out for my hand. I only let her hold it for a second before I pull away and lean back. I bring my jacket to my nose and breath in deep, the relaxing smell of unfamiliar perfume fills my body and I do relax even just a little. That is until two men dressed in suits walked in, looking straight back at me. It's not their suits that freak me out, it's not even their angry faces that freak me out, no, it's the flash of something metal under one of their jackets that freaks me out.
"I-I um, I need the bathroom." I say standing up and leaving the table before anyone could say anything. I walk around the back corner, I can't see my table anymore but I can see the guys table who just sat down. I watch as one leans over, looks towards our table and then around the restaurant. Words are spoken and then one of the guys, the one I'd seen the shiny metal under his coat stands up and starts making his way back towards me. Panic rises fast and I look around, there are three doors back here, two restrooms and the kitchen, I push the door to the kitchen hoping that no one gets after me for doing so. I see an exit sign near the back of the kitchen and I quickly rush to it, I find it open and a few waiters are out here having a smoke break. They don't even pay any attention to me as I rush around the side of the building and out of sight. I hear some talking and I peek around the side but it's just the waiters I see. I rush towards Phil's car and find the door unlocked. I hop in and lock it up and stay ducked in the back seat as I pull out my phone.
"Bells?" Mom answers.
"Meet me at the car, please hurry." I whisper into the phone.
"Okay, baby is everything alright?" She asks.
I shake my head, "No, I need to get out of here, I need to get to dad's." I tell her as tears start to flow slowly down my face.
A/N; So what do you think so far? Bella is paranoid and freaking out, how do you think you'd act in this sort of situation? I think I'd be a mess! RxR FxF!