Disclaimer: I'm the Queen of Pixies and all I own is a really pretty imaginary world. Ya'll should really visit Pixieville, I'm gonna invite SM and get her tipsy on my special Pixie Brew and get her to sign over her rights to all things Twilight. *snorts* Yeah right.
7.
She was reading to me.
God only knows what, but I wasn't really focusing on her words.
No, it was her voice that caught my undivided attention.
It was soft, slightly husky and fucking amazing.
Time was not a matter now.
Well, more accurately I just didn't want time to matter.
I didn't want her to leave.
Ever.
She stopped reading, I was suddenly aware of that.
I felt slightly panicked.
God, I was turning into a total chick, and from what, one encounter with some girl I didn't even know?
Pathetic really.
Had she gone?
Wait, no. I could hear her breathing.
Guess what they say about being robbed of one sense was true. Everything else was magnified.
She moved and I could hear the rustle of clothes against the chair, or maybe I was just being silly. Either way, she was there still.
She started talking.
I really wished that they'd stop drugging me, everything was so muddled.
I could hear her, but some of the words were distorted. I couldn't even piece together a whole sentence.
"Back...soon...later..."
Of all the words my brain chose to pick up, why did it have to be those?
I was frustrated beyond reason. I didn't want her to go.
It was so strange, that this person, who I never even laid eyes on had affected me so much in only a few minutes.
Did she tell me her name?
She must've, I just couldn't remember.
Or I didn't hear it.
She got to her feet, the soles of her shoes squeaking on the floor.
She was wearing nurse shoes, well the shoes I associated with nurses anyway.
They all made that same squeaky sound, that irritated the crap out of me.
Surprisingly hers didn't annoy me.
Stay please.
"Bella," a new voice sounded, breaking into my silent pleading.
"I'm coming," the voice of my angel said.
She must've come closer to my bed, because her scent got stronger, and then she touched me.
I felt the jolt of my body and I heard her gasp and the contact was lost.
Did she feel that?
"I'll try to visit you again tomorrow Mr. McCarty," her sultry voice said close to my ear.
Call me Emmett.
And then she was gone, her voice mingling with the other person's who had come into the room.
Leaving me with a feeling of emptiness that bit at my insides, but at least I had learnt something of great importance.
Bella.
Her name was Bella.
A/N: Sorry for the delay lovelies, but I was sick for two wks with the bloody flu, THEN I had a really horrible time of the month. Meh...buttttt I'm back to my wonderfully healthy and non-pain filled self, so here you go.
Someone asked if I could make the chapters longer...the truth is. This story is in no way under my control, I go with my characters, and Emmett, who is such a darling doesn't seem to want them too long. *shrugs* maybe as time goes on he'll lengthen them out. Anyways, until next time and hopefully my brain (which is too damned full) doesn't take too long with the updates.