So, loads of people have commented saying they think that Bella is dead, or asking if she is. Well... here's your answer.
Thank you for the feedback for the last chapter - it made my heart swell!
Chapter Two: Heartfelt Memories.
Bella loves her job. She loves how every day is different, that things could change within the fraction of a second, but most importantly she loves how busy it makes her. From a young age she knew she wanted to be a doctor - Bella loved any TV drama based around a hospital; she watched them all. And yes, a fictional TV drama may not be the most realistic interpretation of a hospital or the life of a doctor, but she watched them regardless. She completed her internship at Seattle's Harborview Medical Center, and is now pushing her own group of interns around the hospital, and taking control of her own surgeries.
The only thing Bella wasn't too fond of was the fact that the Chief of the hospital was Carlisle Cullen. He had always seen her like another daughter, and had things gone to plan the chances are he would have been her father-in-law, but then everything changed. The family is still to overcome said changes.
"Bella?" He found her in ER going over various files and patient charts. She had a, what seemed to be, fresh cup of coffee resting on the side. "Have you heard from Esme recently?" He spoke of his wife - the sweetest, most loving woman you'd ever meet. She would drop everything for anyone, especially her family.
"Yeah; I had a message left on my cell yesterday. She mentioned my invitation for Christmas dinner." In all honesty Bella was meant to return the call, however she fell asleep before she could, and was still thinking over what her answer would be. "I don't know, Carlisle... I don't want to spoil the day for anyone."
"I wouldn't worry about that, my dear. He hasn't taken part in a family holiday since... since that day. Why would this year be any different?"
The pain never ceased, and when they spoke about that particular topic, the pain increased. She missed him. She missed him so very much, but there was a reason they broke up, and she had to remember that, no matter how much it hurts.
A serious of chimes and bleeps alerted Bella to her pager and cell phone. She couldn't have felt more relived for her sudden excuse to leave the awkward conversation. "Sorry, Chief - I really need to take this. I'll... er... catch you later?" but before he could answer she was off down the hall to where the emergency lay.
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On returning home Bella thought again about her invitation for Christmas dinner. She had been invited for Thanksgiving, but she had to work that evening, not that that bothered her in the slightest - why sit around a table hearing everyone speak about how thankful they were when, in all honesty, she didn't feel thankful for much. She appreciated her job and how it gave her a roof over her head and food to eat, but the gapping hole in her heart overran everything else. He was missing from her life.
It was a joint decision to break off the relationship. She had given Edward plenty chances to change his attitude towards her, but nothing ever seemed to change, and then one night - a little over two years ago - the couple had an argument and they haven't seen or heard from each other since.
Bella remembers the arguments; the times where a sudden emergency surgery kept her in the OR for hours longer than expected, and Edward's spiteful tone when their plans were cancelled once again. But what could she do about it? He knew that time was not her own - Edward said he understood and accepted the fact that her job comes first. Bella wouldn't be a very good doctor if she didn't want to finish her shift with all her patients still alive and breathing.
But maybe she could have done more? Maybe, had Bella not accepted a surgery so quickly, they could have shared more date nights together? Edward was so cynical, and Bella was so stubborn that the two clashed more than they would have liked.
This was the hardest time of the year for the two of them. Christmas was 'their' thing - it was when they officially announced their relationship, and every year they'd make it special and prolong the holiday for as long as possible. Edward always knew that if he were to propose it would have been on Christmas Day. It's no wonder they feel so lost nowadays.
That may just be the main reason Bella works so much - the more you work the less time you have to sit and think about the bad things in life. Unfortunately for Edward his job requires him to stay and work from home. The worst place for memories. If Bella knew things could change, and everything could be different, would she try again? Would she forgive, forget, and start anew? In a heartbeat.
But sometimes it's easier to admit defeat and carry on.
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Just have faith. Trust that I can turn this around.
Thoughts?
