I was right. School was horrible. The rain was letting up though. Orange tinged rays of sunlight danced in the puddles, and a rainbow flitted in between the unusually puffed clouds. A smile lit my face for the first time in a long time. Maybe I was getting over him… Then it happened. Drifting in my thoughts as I was, I had been paying no attention to the road ahead of me. Suddenly in a flash of color, and screeching noises that invaded my eardrums, everything went very quiet, and very black. Until I saw the light. The light was coming from a figure about five feet away from me. I wanted to move toward it's inviting light, but couldn't. I was stuck where I was. The figure was advancing, and I smiled. It didn't matter that I couldn't see it; it was coming to see me. My eyes closed and I drifted. My eyes snapped open and I regretted it immediately. The figure of light wasn't coming to see me. It was coming because it was obliged. Edward stood before me, and his beauty struck me dumb.
"Why are you scowling, Bella love?" He said with a laugh that made my heart sing. Then I realized I really was scowling. I arranged my face into a slightly less menacing look, and stared at him, memorizing every contour of his face, every muscle on his arms, the exact shade of his marble skin, and the concerned look on his perfect, stone features. I wanted to stay here forever.
"I'm not scowling Edward." I whispered, smiling meekly. He laughed again, and came to lie next to me. He pressed his face into my hair, and wrapped his arms around me.
"Bella…" He breathed.
"I love you so much more than you can even imagine. I had to do this. I'm so, so sorry. I love you. You're alright now. I love you…"
His voice faded into nothing, and suddenly I was ripped from his arms, and brought back into the unkind reality, that was the great hospital of Forks. Tears started to burn in my eyes. It hadn't been real, but I wanted with all my heart for it to be that way. For him to care again. I wanted him to fix me. I was broken, and he was the only one who could fix my inner workings, and make them continue ticking. Living shouldn't be this hard. The tears started rolling down my colorless cheeks, streaming uncontrollably. At least they were silent. I wanted all the quiet I could get. The beeping hospital machine behind me wouldn't give me that particular gift. It was to happy beeping away. 'Stupid insolent machine.' I thought. 'It probably has some happy he-machine to go home to every night.' I laughed bitterly, and rested my head back on the pillow. It was going to be a very long next couple of days.