Hello everyone. Ah, I'm in so much of a better mood. I have no idea why but I am lol. I think it's because it's spring finally, I'm wearing a skirt (gasp!) which I haven't worn since this September and I'm so glad that I can wear one now and I'm no long in much pain. Once and a while I might be but I'm able to sleep on my belly so that is a GOOD sign. Anyways, here is chapter four. Enjoy…and…er…you might need tissues in the end. I did lol.

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Chapter Four

The IM and the 'Rents

Edward's POV

I had dropped the keys that belong to the Volvo on the table besides the door where I always throw my keys. I didn't need to lose them. I also stripped off my driving gloves and threw them there also before heading into the kitchen to see if Aunt Esme was home. She was and baking, too.

"'Ello Edward," she said, smiling at me.

"Hey," I said, leaning against the wall to watch her.

"How was school?" she asked, stopped mixing the dough in her hands just for a moment.

I shrugged. "It was interesting," I said, biting my lip in thought.

"What happened?" she asked, brushing off the flour that was on her hands.

I looking up at her and sighed.

"We had to take someone off the ventilator today," I said.

"Oh, Edward," she said, softly.

I shrugged. "Well the guy was depressed according to the family and…you know he tried to kill himself so…I don't know." I sighed and looked up at her. "I'm going to go up to my room, 'k?"

"Okay, hunny," she said, worried about me. "I'll have Carlisle come up when he gets home."

"Thanks," I said, before heading upstairs.

I dropped my bag on my bed, not wanting to damage the laptop inside it and shrugged out of my jacket which I just dropped on the floor.

I brought up my second laptop and decided to relax some before Uncle Carlisle came home. I was transcribing some Debussy when suddenly something clicked in my head. Smiling slightly, I decided to sign into my email and see if IheartDebussy was on.

"Whatcha doing?"

I jumped out of my chair at the sound of Samuel who was sitting on my bed.

"Damn it Samuel, can't you be like a normal person and knock or something?" I said, glaring at him.

"Nope," he said with a smirk, popping the 'p' in 'nope' as he said it.

I rolled my eyes and looked back at my computer. No new emails. I frowned, slightly disappointed. I wondered if I scared off IheartDebussy.

"Has your random person written back to you?" Samuel asked.

I clicked on the only email I got from IheartDebussy and smiled.

"No," I said, clicked on the IM button. "But she is on right now."

"You're shitting me?"

I frown and glanced at him. "I never understood that saying."

Samuel smirked as he got up from the bed. I turned back to the computer and wrote to IheartDebussy.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Hi : )

I waited a moment for a response.

"I wonder if you scared the shit out of her," Samuel said, smirking.

I glared at him. "Shut up will you?"

"Physically impossible," he said smugly.

"I'll make it physically possible in a moment," I said, glaring at him.

"PMSing much," Samuel said, throwing his hands up in a 'so sue me' way.

I rolled my eyes and turned back to the IM.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Hello?

After I moment I got a response.

IheartDebussy: Hi

"Holy—" I glared at him "—poop," Samuel said, finishing his sentence. "What? Look at that picture." He pointed at the picture next to IheartDebussy's name.

I looked and felt my jaw drop. I couldn't tell if it was photoshopped or not, but there was a beautiful brunette sitting on like a rock out in the middle of a forest. The picture was taken from an upward angle so that the girl was higher than the camera and also she had to look down at it. Her slender arms were wrapped around her legs and she was smiling just slightly. The light that filtered through the trees and catching her hair, making a halo around her.

"God, how is it you're the lucky bastard who gets all the girls?" Samuel said, pointing.

I laughed and responded to the IM.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Sorry if I scared you. I saw you were on and thought it was easier to IM you instead of email you. : )

"How the hell did you scare her?" Samuel said, smacking me in the back of the head.

"Watching it Samuel," I said, turning to glare at him.

IheartDebussy: Lol, its okay. I was talking to my friend.

I smiled as I remembered the friend that she mentioned in the email.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: The pixie friend?

IheartDebussy: Yes, sadly.

I laughed. I don't really know IheartDebussy's 'pixie' friend but I had good feeling from the 'yes, sadly' remark that her friend did something.

"What's so funny?" Samuel asked as I typed something out.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Hi Pixie :-h

IheartDebussy: She says hi back.

I bet she did, I thought.

"Hello, Edward," Samuel said, waving a hand in front of my face which I ignored as I wrote something.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: So what are you doing?

"Earth to Edward!"

IheartDebussy: Just checked my email and about to do homework. You?

Wanting nothing more than to talk to you, meet you…

"EDWARD!"

"What?" I snapped at him.

"Just wondering if you remembered I was here," he said with a smirk.

"How can I forget," I muttered, rolling my eyes.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Transcribing some music. I finished my homework.

"Lair," Samuel said. "You haven't done any homework yet."

I smirked as I looked up at him. "I did it during lunch the homework I had from my morning classes, and HSTE doesn't get much homework which is my afternoon classes so I have done my homework."

"I knew that dumb ass," Samuel muttered, not happy.

I smirked. "No, just smart one," I said turning back to the IM.

IheartDebussy: Lucky. Pixie is putting off homework again.

Again? I thought. She's put off homework before?…I wonder if that is why she wrote the email in the first place…

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: LOL

IheartDebussy: So what homework did you have?

I smirked.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Not a lot. You?

IheartDebussy: Just some for math class and foreign language class. Speaking of classes, what classes do you have?

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Um, let me see…AP Biology, AP Calculus, AP English 1, AP Microeconomics…and then a class called Heath Science Technology Education which is three class periods.

"Now you are a dumb ass, moron. She doesn't know what HSTE is," Samuel pointed out.

IheartDebussy: Wow.

"Thank you, idiot, I know that," I muttered typing something.

"As a matter of fact, I don't know what you guys do either."

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Yeah, the HSTE class is a special class they offer here where students rotate through different hospitals, volunteering or observing.

"You know what we do in that class, Samuel," I muttered. "You got kicked out of MSMP program your introduction year though but they still taught you what HSTE was."

IheartDebussy: Sounds totally cool.

"That was because the teacher was a totally jerk off," Samuel muttered.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: What about you?

"No he wasn't, you asked for the infractions," I muttered.

IheartDebussy: Um, AP Biology, too, but I'm the only one so I'm stuck in normal Biology class, but I get more homework and stuff. AP Calculus (sadly), AP English 2, AP US Government, P.E., Homeconomics, and French.

"Wow that's a lot of classes," Samuel muttered, reading over my shoulder.

"That isn't a lot. She has a normal seven classes, unlike you who has four classes and three rather easy classes."

"Yeah, and I don't even go to those easy classes."

I smacked my forehead at his comment. I wonder why I even hang with him.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Wow, sounds busy…

IheartDebussy: Yeah it is.

"Edward," Esme called from the hallway. "Carlisle is here and ready to take you."

"Down in a minute," I called.

"Going to see them?" Samuel asked, not smiling this time.

"Yeah," I said, typing something.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Well I'm sorry to cut this short, but I have to go somewhere.

IheartDebussy: Oh, okay

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Yeah, I go daily to see someone about this time and my godfather is waiting to take me.

It took her a minute to respond.

IheartDebussy: Its okay, go.

I had a feeling that I probably hurt her or something.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Talk to you tomorrow?

"You sound desperate," Samuel said, smirking.

"Shut up," I said before adding:

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: But only if you want to.

IheartDebussy: Sure, talk to you tomorrow.

I smiled.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: Night B.S.

I went to click out of the IM when she added quickly.

IheartDebussy: btw, those are my initials.

I laughed rather loud causing Samuel to give me this confused look.

PlaySeattlesOwnIvoryKeys: LMAO I thought so.

"B.S.?" he asked.

IheartDebussy: Night E.A.M.

I signed out of the IM and email.

"Yeah," I said, as I shut down my computer.

"O…kay," Samuel said, rolling his eyes, leaving my room.

I was getting back into my jacket before I remembered something.

"How the heck did you get in here Samuel?!" I shouted after him, quickly following after him.

I heard his chuckle but not where he went. I entered the living room to see that he disappeared. Seriously, how does he get into the house?

"There you are Edward," Carlisle said, entered the living room. "You ready?"

"Uh, yeah, sure," I said, frowning. Where the heck did he go?

I followed Carlisle out to his car that was waiting behind mine. It was a rather short trip to the hospital, and the second rotation of the night shift was on tonight.

"Hello Mary-May," Carlisle said, smiling at the charge nurse at the nurse's station. "Who's assigned to room 1749?"

"That would be Faith, Dr. Cullen," she said. "Hello Edward, I miss see you."

I smiled. "That's because you don't work the day shift anymore when I'm here for HSTE," I said.

"I know," she said, rolling her eyes.

"Thank you Mary-May," Carlisle said, handing back the sign-in book.

"One hour, Dr. Cullen."

"We know Mary-May," Carlisle and I said together causing the entire nurse's station to laugh.

Faith was one of the eldest nurses on call in the TICU, should have been put behind a desk but she rather be with the patients. She had these deep all knowing eyes that were a dark blue.

"'Ello Dr. Cullen, lovely to see you again," Faith said, her voice so soft and with a bit of Irish accent there at the end.

"Hello Faith," Carlisle said, kissing her cheek before coming serious. "How are they doing?"

Faith sighed, shuffling over to the charts that were placed on the little station between 1749 and 1750.

"Dr. Williamson was the last to sign the charts," she said, reading the charts before closing them. Her eyes were filled with a sadness that made my heart squeeze. "No changes, Doctor."

I closed my eyes as my bottom lip quivered.

"And 1750?" Carlisle asked, checking our second room.

Faith said nothing. Carlisle sighed.

"I think that they should be put together," I said, upset at the situation.

"Edward, you know that we can not do that," Carlisle said.

"I still think that they should be together," I said.

"Edward."

I pushed past him and entered my mother's room. She was so pale and lifeless laying there in the bed.

"Hey, mum," I said, pulling up a seat next to her.

Her heart monitor continued to beep with her heart beat, and the ventilator continued to do its job as I sat down besides her, taking her hand in mine. I started telling her what happened today in school just like I use to do. And I told her about the random email which I chuckled on.

"Yeah it's weird but...I don't know," I said, smirking. "I like talking to someone. Not that you're boring mom, no you're never boring." I remember how she would chuckle and say something like 'Edward, I'm not boring it's just that you aren't interesting enough.'

"I miss you mum, miss hearing your voice," I whispered, fighting back the blast tears. "I hope you wake up soon."

I closed my eyes for a moment, a single tear falling. I opened my eyes to look through the window that between room 1749 and 1750 and looked at my father who was just as lifeless and pale as my mother. I closed my eyes again and let the tears fall again. It's been awhile since that accident and nothing has changed except for the fact I was alone and they…they were dying.

So, what do you guys think? Come on, you know you want to review. Next chapter has Jasper and Alice IMing and I know you guys want to read that so review, review.

I am so by the way, looking for a new beta. My two betas I have used before, both are busy right now, and I need a new beta. And I need a good one, one that returns my documents right away so if you think you can do that, PM me. Anyways, I have to run,

Huggles,
Nollie

PS—
—I'm trying something different on my blog. To save time and what not, I'm going to record what I was going to write and then just post it. Some people might not be able to listen to it…so I don't know. It's just something I'm trying out.
—This actually edited by my friend (You know who you are! Lol Love ya –wuah!–) and I.G. from the Center of Academic Achievement.