When I could see again, everything was different. The world seemed so unique. Like I was seeing for the first time. I heard beeping noises and looked around. I was in a hospital bed, IV taped to my arm and tube things in my nose.
"Hello?" I asked quietly. Something cold touched me and I looked to see what it was.
"Bella?" The velvet voice asked.
"Edward, why am I here?" My voice seemed distant and inaudible.
"you passed out and didn't wake up for a while. Every one was worried. Even Carlisle. Which is very rare as you should know. No one knows what is wrong with you yet," he replied.
Oh. Maybe that's why I can barely remember the trip here.
Thats when Carlisle walked in. "Bella, hello. Good to see you again. Esme's missed you so much. So, how are you feeling?" he asked.
"I feel fine now. I don't know what was wrong honestly. Do you?"
"No, we don't know actually. We've tested everything. Did something happen to you recently?"
"No," I answered quickly. I didn't want to tell them about my encounter with Mark, a vampire who found me amazing. We'd been conversing for a while, until he'd bitten me. But he'd sucked all the blood back out. I hadn't spoken to him since. But he called a lot.
"Who's Mark?" Edward asked.
"Why?" I tried to keep cool.
"He keeps visiting. Saying that he needs to see you. Won't leave. Do you know him?" Edward asked. I contemplated.
"Yeah. I know him. Vampire..." I trailed off.
"Okay. We'll let him in. One moment," then he was gone. I waited for a moment and he materialized in my room with Mark. Then left again.
"That him? Mr. Left-ya?" Mark asked. His voice was like bells.
"Hi to you too," I whispered. He chuckled.
"Sorry. Hello, Ms. Swan. How are you feeling? Can you answer my question now?" he said, smiling.
"Yes. That's Edward. Apparently he's my new singing partner." (A.N. I'm stickin' to the story line)
"Ouch. He seems like an old croak who would be an ass to any kid he saw. I hate him so much. He's not good for you Bella," he said.
""Sorry, Mr. Control-my-life. Who should I date, dad?" I asked sarcastically.
"Not him. Just saying."
"I still have your scar."
"I know. Sorry by the way. I just lost myself. Never done that, you know? Your fault, by the way. You smell to good," he smiled.
"My blood calls to Edward."
"Wow. I wouldn't handle that. Just letting you know."
"Why'd you come?" I asked.
"Ah...that. Well, when I...bit you, I seemed to have forgotten some venom and your body slowly took to it. As we speak, your heart is faltering. In 72 hours, you'll be the real deal. This is when the pain begins."
I couldn't speak. Edward burst through the door right after.
"You did that to her?!"
Oh no.
