Okay, Third and final chapter. I know it's short but it wasn't meant to be anything long. I hope you enjoy it. --See author's note at end, please. : )
I woke up to the beeping and screeching of machines. They wouldn't stop and they were sounds I was all too familiar with. What was that word again? I searched my mind and it graciously supplied the word I was looking for. Hospital. Ah, yes. A hospital. Peachy. My mind scrambled for the last thing I remembered. I could only think of one thing. Edward. My Edward. He was there, right next to me. My eyes were still closed and at the thought of him beside me, they flew open. I saw white walls (that weren't Edward's), a small chair (that wasn't Edward's), and I was lying in a white bed (that most definitely wasn't Edward's). I frowned, Edward was nowhere to be seen.
What had we been doing? Ah yes, he was biting me. My blood was flowing down his throat. His venom pooling into my bloodstream. I gulped. No venom. I lifted my hand slowly. It was all coming back to me now. My hand wasn't pale. Well, it was pale, but the pale it was before. Pale with blood in the skin. I was still human. Something must have gone wrong then. I frowned. Where is Edward?
I heard a door open and I sat up eagerly, searching for my husband. In walked a fat, stubby sort of woman in a nurse's uniform. Yes, yes, but where is my husband? She dropped the tray of medicines she was carrying when she saw me.
"Oh my! Ms. Swan!" she squealed excitedly. She blushed and hurried over to my bed, fiddling with the machines, checking them. She pushed me back down onto the bed, making me rest. I huffed in annoyance. Where is Edward?! I heard lots of movement outside my door and people calling my name. Charlie? Renee? What is going on?
Renee burst through the door first, followed by a huffing Charlie. She ran right to my bedside, grabbed my hand and burst into tears.
"Bella? Bella are you really awake?" Charlie worried, standing next to my mom, his hands on her shoulders. It was weird, seeing them so close like that. Unsettling in a way. What did he mean?
"Yes. Of course I am. Where is Edward?" I commanded. This was really getting on my nerves. Where is my damned husband? No pun intended, but seriously. He should be here. What about Alice? Carlisle? Esme? Emmett? Rosalie or Jasper even? This was getting ridiculous, and the confused looks on my parents faces didn't help one bit.
"Who?" Renee sobbed. I looked at her with an annoyed look and she flinched. I immediately felt guilty but come on. I softened my face.
"Where is Edward mom? He should be here don't you think?" I pleaded. I got it that they were worried about me. But I didn't even know what had happened to me, or what my story was. What was I supposed to say? Oh yes, mom, you know. My vampire husband? He's tall, beautiful, sparkles in the sun. Seen him around?
"Sweetie, who is Edward? A nurse?" The look that she gave me made me feel stupid. I shrank back in the bed. What is she doing? She just went to my wedding. I looked to Charlie for help but he looked equally confused at this point. I frowned.
"Edward Cullen! My husband? What is wrong with you guys?" I exclaimed. The nurse bustled over, throwing dirty looks at my parents for getting me upset. I pushed her away. This was pissing me off now. Do they think this is funny? I shoved my left hand in their faces. Looking down at it though, I noticed there was no ring. Where is my ring?!
"Bella honey, calm down. What are you talking about? You don't have a husband." she calmed me, making me feel like a child. I was so confused. What is going on here?
"What is going on? Where are we?" I asked. Let's start with the basics.
"We are at the hospital in Olympia. Do you remember what happened?" Charlie answered me. I closed my eyes, trying to remember something that would piece this together. I could only think of Edward. Only picture his face, imagine his scent. Taste his lips. I groaned. I wanted him here with me.
"No."
"Bella." my dad started. He hesitated, looking at Renee for permission. What were they hiding from me?
"Just spit it out dad."
"You were in a crash. On your way here to live with me. Bella, you've been in a coma for the past year and a half."
I stomach dropped. My breathing stopped. The machine to my left was beeping frantically, trying to keep up with my heart until it stopped completely. Renee jumped up and called for the nurse. I couldn't feel anything, hear anything, see anything. It, all of it, anything and everything, was gone. Gone forever.
Epilogue-
My name is Isabella Marie Swan Cullen.
When moving to Forks, Washington when I was seventeen, I was in a fatal plane crash. It killed many, injured even more, and left me in a coma. A coma that I would never have come out of if I had had a choice. A coma that has left me haunted with the life I want so badly, but will never have again. I dream about it, him, them, us, every night. I wake up crying, go to sleep crying, I do everything crying now. I can't help it. I miss my husband. My Edward.
It's been two months, three weeks, and seventeen days since the last time I 'saw' Edward Cullen. That's ninety-eight days since I've been with my husband, my soul mate, my everything. I didn't care what my therapist, friends, parents, or anybody else told me. He was real. Think I'm crazy? Fine. But that's your problem. I married a vampire, and no matter how unbelievable it sounds, it was real. My left hand feels useless without my ring. Without Elizabeth Masen's ring.
The tears started down my face, staining my journal.
I wrote:
My mother drove me to the airport with the windows rolled down. It was seventy-five degrees in Phoenix, the sky a perfect, cloudless blue. I was wearing my favorite shirt- sleeveless, white eyelet lace; I was wearing it as a farewell gesture. My carry-on item was a parka.
FIN
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