Chapter 3: Scent
EPOV
Another boring day at the hospital, filled with patients, and flirtatious secretaries. I sighed, and finished putting things into my briefcase. Technically, I'm not even supposed to be working here. I just graduated high school a month ago. Three years ago, however, I got my medical degree, and because I am Dr. Carlisle Cullen's son no one asks questions. I was only a month into my first year of residency, and already I have no idea how Carlisle does it. Finally, everything was in its place, I headed out of Carlisle's office, and down the hall towards the main entrance. Oh, here he comes. My mind was attacked by Julie, the secretary, and all her dirty thoughts. One in particular starred her and I with me nibbling on her neck. I shivered, if she only knew how that would end, her fantasies would stop all too quickly. "Hello, Dr. Cullen." She said, pushing out her breasts, and flipping her blonde hair out of her face. The burning feeling in the back of my throat presented itself. I swallowed the venom. "Julie." I greeted, not bothering to stop.
Why did I wear heels? She asked herself. She stood up, and stepped in front of me, blocking my exit. "Look, Dr. Cullen-Edward, there is something I've been meaning to tell you ever since you started residency." She said. I suppressed a sigh. Of course I've known what she was going to say after that. But I was no Alice, and didn't anticipate her movements. She placed her hand on that of my own, and quickly jerked it away, the coldness sickening her. He feels so… She didn't even bother finishing the statement, but I didn't need her to. I knew what she was gonna say. Dead. "I'm attracted to you." She said, after regained her composure. No, she was attracted to the façade. I waited, not saying anything, for her to continue. She racked her brain with something to say. "Well I"
Her personal thoughts came to a halt as she saw the gurney being pushed the ER doors. I groaned, of course I had to be the closest doctor here, out of everyone. I rolled my sleeves, and dropped my suitcase. I started walking towards the gurney, but stopped, frozen in place. The blood, the smell. My muscles tighten, and I was suddenly ready to attack. Edward, you'd regret it more than you think. Alice's voice of reason flooded my head. Stupid future seeing vampire. I cut off air flow, and continued moving towards the gurney.
Even though I stopped air flow, the scent still lingered in my airways, causing my throat to burn. I had never smelled something so appealing, so delectable. I hadn't smelled something this amazing since high school. Memories of the girl flashed inside my head, rolling like a movie. Then I realized the blood wasn't sweet because is was the same scent, it was because it was the same girl. My Bella. I unconsciously quickened my pace. I saw her laying on the gurney, unconscious. And my mind reeled. One of the paramedics was going over what a witness had said. Bella had just went through the green light, when an eighteen wheeler ran a red light, and hit her on the driver's side. Somehow, Bella was trapped under the dashboard, and they needed the jaws of life to free her. I shivered. My Bella. Blood was everywhere, covering almost every inch of her body. My stomach churned. I followed her as she was wheeled to a room, there she was hooked up to all the machines, and given pain killers. Then, her heart flat lined. It felt like my heart broke. I was handed the paddles, and immediately went to work. "Clear." I yelled, my voice hoarse. Nothing. "Clear." I yelled again. I heard her heart beat, before the machine picked it up. And let out an unneeded sigh of relief. I sucked in another breath, reveling in her scent. I couldn't believe how much I missed smelling it everyday.
I brought my trembling hand up to her face, and laid it against her cheek. One of the nurses had wiped away all the blood, and she still looked beautiful. She was always beautiful to me, always. For the two years her and I shared in high school, it was blatantly obvious she despised me, although, it's not like I ever gave her a reason to like me. I wasn't very friendly to her. I was a coward. I was afraid that if I got to close to her, that I would end up killing her, I was too weak and couldn't resisted her blood. So I shut her out. Yeah, I love her. And I have ever since I saved her from Tyler Crowley's van junior year. Of course, she never knew what I did. She couldn't know, no one could. It was the Monday after the accident, that Bella came in smelling, putting it lamely, awfully repulsing. She reeked of werewolf. After school, was the first day I saw Jacob Black. The werewolf who had my Bella's heart. There was no denying the fact that he loved her, but I still tried to find ways to deny it. Bella in the arms of a juvenile werewolf made me sick. But I was just as bad, maybe even worse. A vampire, human's were my prey. Except I was different, my family and I were different, we fed off of animals, not humans. But still, there was nothing I could do. So I watched from afar, watched the girl I was in love with in the hands of a dog.
As I stared at her beautiful face, my mind got to thinking. What was she doing her in Montana? Alone? I thought imprinting was this binding, permanent thing that couldn't be broken. Yet, here Bella was, miles away from her wolf. I smelled again, and there was only a hint of werewolf still lingering on her. But it was dull. I growled. Did he hurt her? I swear- "Any I.D. yet?" A paramedic asked. "Haven't found any. But her car was registered under the name Isabella White." another one answered. No wedding ring, new identity, and no wolf. Isabella Swan ran away.
