I felt like shit. That was the first thing that registered in my foggy, semi-numb brain. Shortly followed by "There's too much damn, bright light!" That second thought must have been out loud, because I heard a soft, beautiful chuckle from my right, then a click, and the light shut off. The room was still lit, though, by light seeping through a window. The room! I had no idea where I was, or how I'd gotten there. The last thing I could remember was stripping and heading for the shower. Oh no. I could remember something else. I remembered slipping in a puddle of water and crashing to the ground, and then hearing that beautiful girl I was sharing a room with call my name and cry over me. Great. She'd found me naked, lying in a pool of my own blood the first day we met. Just fucking wonderful. I was never going to make a good impression on her now. Not that it mattered. I mean, it's like I liked her or anything, right? I've never fallen for anyone that quickly, but the tiny pixie girl seems to have captured my heart already. And I don't even know if she's bi, or lez, or anything that would help me in that area. But it's too late now; I've already started to fall for her. What happened to being a player?
Thinking about all this only took me a few minutes. I decided to look around and see if I could figure out where I was.
"Unh, henhhh. Hmphm," I murmured incoherently, as I stretched. I slowly blinked and looked blearily around. The first thing I noticed was that my assumption of being in a hospital, appeared to be correct. There were monitors blinking and beeping to one side, and bags of clear liquid hanging on the other, clear tubes extending from the bags all the way down to my arm.
The second thing I noticed was that the dark haired beauty that had inhabited my thoughts was perched on the edge of the nearest chair, evidence of worry, and tiredness evident on her face, as she watched me intently.
"How are you feeling, Bells?" Alice implored in a gentle tone, concern evident in her voice.
"I feel okay, though I do have a bit of a headache," I say, and wince as I attempt to laugh at my feeble attempt at a joke.
"I would assume so, seeing as you made nice little dent in your skull when you fell, and landed on your head. I mean, your head isn't the best of all places to land," she joked back innocently, but the momentary humor didn't cover the concern in her eyes.
"How long have I been in here?" I ask glancing around. I knew if I had cracked my skull, I'd probably been asleep, or in a coma for a while, and I didn't see anything with a date.
"It's three days into the start of term, but you haven't missed much. I've been getting your work and copies of notes from all your classes. You should be released later today, since you've woken up, and your head's beginning to heal," Alice said. God, that girl was amazing. She'd gotten all my work for me and my notes. I wouldn't be nearly as far behind as I'd first imagined. Why did she have to be so perfect? It was making it nearly impossible not to like her more and more.
"Thank you, so much. I won't have nearly as much running around to do, before I can even begin to do my make up work, like I'd feared." I said beaming up at her, honestly and truly smiling for the first time in weeks. I hadn't really been happy since she had left. But now I had Alice to keep me happy. She was already doing a good job of that as my friend, and I didn't plan on her staying just my friend for that much longer. I just hoped I wouldn't get hurt again, like I did with her when she left, after two and a half years of being together. I missed her, my beautiful goddess, but it seems like I might have found a gorgeous pixie to fill her spot. Oh, how I hoped so.
My thoughts were interrupted by a handsome blonde doctor walking into the room. His eyes flicked to Alice for a moment, and flashed with an emotion that looked like anger, but when he looked at me, his eyes were nothing but warm and welcoming, so I figured I must have imagined it.
"How are you feeling, Isabella?" the doctor asked, and I saw Alice raise an eyebrow at that one. I realized she'd never heard my full name. Nor, have I hear her full name. We still have a lot of talking to do, before I can hope to even start a relationship with her, but that will be easy, since we're roommates.
"I'm feeling okay, other than a dull ache in my head, that just feels like a minor headache," I replied, lying about it only being a minor headache- it really felt like my head was about to split open- but I didn't want to seem weak, or whiny in front of Alice, so I put up a tough front.
"That's good, that's good," the doctor mumbled, running his fingers quickly through his wavy blonde hair. "I guess you're good to go, just let me write you a prescription for some painkillers for that 'headache' of your's, and you can be on your way," he said, flashing me a smile, revealing too-white teeth. He looked too perfect, like a Ken Barbie doll, brought to life. I shuddered at that thought. "just make sure you come back in two weeks to get the stitches removed."
"Okay, Doctor…?" I questioned, so I would be able stop thinking of him as 'Doctor Ken Barbie.'
"Doctor Cullen. Carlisle Cullen," he stated simply, and walked out of the room, calling, "I'll be right back with your prescription," over his shoulder as he went.
Alice seemed to relax out of the tense position that I didn't realize she was in, until the doctor left the room.
Doctor Cullen re-entered the room a few minutes later, a small white slip clutched in his hand. He handed it to me, and then said, "You can check out at the nurses' station right down the hall. Have a good day, and I hope you heal nicely," before re-exiting the room. Something was definitely off about that doctor, and I wanted to know what. I just shoved it to the back of my mind, however, because Alice stood, and walked over to me.
"Here, let me help you walk, Bells, so you don't accidentally fall. I'm sure you will be pretty unbalanced, at least at first," she offered, snaking her arm around my waist, without waiting for me to reply. She helped hoist me to my feet with ease, showing she had more strength than anyone would have thought, given her tiny stature. She helped me hobble along to the nurses' station, where I signed myself out. Alice supported me to the elevators, where I tensed slightly upon nearing them.
Sensing my unease, Alice turned to face me, still keeping her arm around me to balance me, so that our faces were mere inches apart. "What's wrong?" she asked worriedly, staring into my eyes for the answer.
I blushed slightly. "I know this probably seems silly, but ever since I was a little kid, I've been afraid of elevators. Afraid they'd get stuck, or the cable would break, and I'd fall to my death," I murmured staring down at my feet, ashamed of my childish fear.
Alice brought her free hand up, and grasped my chin, tilting it gently to look her in the eyes. "I won't let anything hurt you, Bella. Ever. You have my word," she vowed solemnly, and sincerely.
"How can you promise that, Alice?" I asked, my eyes searching hers for an answer, because I knew there was honesty in her words. But how could she promise something so impossible? How could she always protect me from everything?
"Just trust me. When you are with me, I will keep you safe, and I plan on being with you for a while. So, just please relax. I'm here, nothing's gonna happen," she gently coaxed, leading me a few steps closer to the elevators. I bowed my head in defeat, snuggled a little closer to her body, and walked toward the nearest open elevator, that was headed down.
We arrived safely on the ground floor, less than a minute later, but it took me, a little while longer to stop shaking. Alice just waited patiently, hugging me tight against her, rubbing my back and saying, "Shh, it's okay honey. You're okay," until I calmed down enough to walk to her car.
Alice led me out into the bright sunlight, and the first thing that caught my attention was a glossy, midnight black car that looked expensive but I had no idea what it was. All I knew was that it was shiny, expensive looking, and very fast looking. I was shocked when Alice pulled out her keys, pressed the automatic unlock button and the lights to the unknown car flashed twice, accompanied by a light beep of the horn.
"What kind of car is that?" I asked incredulously.
"It's a Koenigsegg CCX," she answered calmly and smoothly. Seeing, the confused look still on my face she further explained. "It's the latest 'super car' from Koenigsegg. CCX stands for Competition Coup X. The X commemorates the tenth anniversary of the first text drive of the first CC vehicle. That was back in 1996."
"That still doesn't make any sense to me, but it sounds, and looks really cool, so I'm just going to go with it," I laughed before climbing in the passenger door. Alice quickly hopped in on the other side, revved the engine, and peeled out of the drive, her car's engine purring. I closed my eyes, relaxed, and started to drift to sleep on our way back to the dorms, when all of a sudden Alice's phone started to ring.
A/N: Hmm, who will the caller be this time? What was with Carlisle? Who was n the phone first time, and whatdid they want that Alice so adamantly refused? Do you want to know all of this? If you do, please review, so I know people are interested in this story, because I have several others I'm working on and I always go for what gets the most reviews. I have a picture of Alice's car and I can ut it on my profile if anyone wants to see it. Oh, and next chapter is dedicated to whoever can guess (or at least whoever gets closest) to how old I am. HINT: under 30 above 10. GO!