"I can't say that I see anything wrong." The nurse spoke as she tapped my knee with a small hammer. My leg jumped from under me and I almost kicked her directly in the nose. I gasped as my hands flew to my mouth in embarassment. "It's alright, happens all the time," she smiled. "Doctor Cullen will be in with you soon, though. My name is Maxine if you need anything.
Me and my mom both nodded towards her as she left the room swiftly, her jacket flipping behind her. I looked around the room. "It's cold," I said meekly. My mom smiled and sat down next to me on the bed. "I can't believe you brought me here."
She laughed with a pat on my head. "I can't believe I actually got you to come. Normally you do whatever it is in your power to get away from these situations."
"I guess something was on my mind," I confessed.
She gasped, her eyes growing wide under her boxy glasses. "Is it someone in your school? Is it your teachers?" A wide, knowing grin spread to her ears. Like Emmett's grin! I bit my tongue, angered that I had thought about him. "Is it a boy?"
"Yeah," I said with a shrug. There was no point in denying it. She wouldn't believe me at any rate. "Three."
Her smile drooped to a frown. "Honey, you hardly ever like one boy, so I find it hard that you're confessing about liking three."
"I don't like them," I groaned. The sanitary paper beneath me crinkled as I shifted in my seat. "They're just really nice. I'm not used to it." I nervously fiddled with my hands in my lap, hoping she would drop the subject so I wouldn't have to explain.
"Oh?" She beamed. "Are any of them interested in you?"
I wanted to laugh at this. I wanted to laugh and explain how beautiful their girlfriends were, but I was stopped short... by another seraph.
Okay, so I felt really dumb about calling him that when he was clearly a man. Yet, ever since I'd been in Forks, I felt like I was dreaming. When would I wake up?
His light hair was slicked back into waves. His eyes were stunningly bright gold, his nose and mouth slim with youth. I couldn't blame mom for liking him, because I found myself liking him too. Cullen. I thought, stupidly. I had forgotten that he was a Cullen. Of course he's a Cullen. I couldn't place my finger on it. These people weren't even related, yet how could they all be so stunning? Something else shot through my mind… What if, instead of angels they were demons? Demons of temptation?
"Eden Davis." His voice was a sigh and his breath swam across my face. I winced and kept my eyes glued to the linoleum floors. He smiled at me, trying to make eye contact. "So, you got hit by a…" He glanced down at his clip board, raising a brow. "You got hit by a car?"
I felt stupid and embarrassed, but when I looked up, I noticed he was smiling. "I'm not exactly good on my feet."
He wagged his finger knowingly at me. "I knew a girl who got hit by a car once. I had to treat her too... Now she's my son's girlfriend." Who was it? It couldn't have been Rosalie or Alice... it must have been Bella. Maybe I was being stereotypical, but I just couldn't imagine any of them getting hit by a car. "I guess it just reminded me of her. No worries. The sheet here says that you feel alright?"
"I feel fine," I sighed, shrugging my shoulders. "My mom just had to bring me over here when I told her. She gets worried like that a lot. You'll probably be seeing a lot more of me."
"Oh?" He snickered, pulling out his stethoscope and placing its cold surface on my chest. That wasn't the coldest thing in the room. I could feel cold air coming off of his hand. He was terribly cold and he wasn't even touching me. "I guess kids should be more careful these days. They should also watch where they're driving." He moved the stethoscope to my back, his thin brows creasing. "Children should get their licenses at eighteen."
I was thankful he was making conversation. "I agree. There are too many deaths with teen drivers. It's wrong to be having so many lives taken at such a young age."
He gave a wide smile, looking impressed. I blinked up at him, surprised. What did I say wrong? "You give a good argument, Miss Davis! Ever think about joining the debate team?" I watched him pull out a small hammer, pondering his request in my head.
"No, not really. I try not to join clubs very much, considering that I don't stay in one place for a very long time." He also tapped my knee with the small hammer. I twitched and he smirked up at me.
"It's alright if you kick me. It happens." He tapped it once more, my foot flying without my consent. I gasped, watching it fly into his chest.
"I'm so sorry!" My shaky hands covered my mouth as I gasped. I watched him grasp his chest, laughing, feeling more stupid than I had since I moved here.
He stood, standing up and flattening out his jacket. "It's perfectly alright Eden, as I said before." Of course, he had said that. Did that make me feel any less stupid? No. "You're right though, that's one thing you can tell your mother."
"I'm right?" I blinked, looking at him deeply. He was so young, in his early twenties, that it made me wonder why he was in Forks. Why were any of the Cullens in Forks? "What am I right about?"
"You're perfectly fine," He explained tucking his pen in his pocket. "Your mother will be relieved and you're all free to go!" I couldn't help but detect the happiness in his voice.
"Alright," I snickered, hopping off of the seat. Since he was young, I felt like I could talk to him like a peer. "Don't get too excited about it!"
He patted my back, winking. "I'm just glad you're alright. I get like that when I see a healthy human." Maybe it was pointless, but I found it odd when he said human. Why not just 'patient'?
"So there it is," I said, pulling the door open. My momwas waiting down the hallway and jumped when she saw us enter the room. "See, mom? I told you! No need to worry."
She smiled and waved her hand across my head, pretending to smack it. "You know I worry. It's what mothers do. You'll understand one day. Won't she, Doctor?"
"I know my wife is very protective of my children." Carlisle grinned and placed his unmarked files on a nearby table. "However, I understand it was my children who hit you with their car?" His statue-like face turned hard as his eyes skimmed over mine.
They hadn't hurt me and they were very kind about it. I didn't know Carlisle Cullen, and I expected him to be very sweet, but what did I know? "Oh please," I breathed heavily, flapping my hand. "Don't punish them. It wasn't their fault. I had just been lost in my thoughts."
"See? Not our fault, like she said."
The voice made me jump in my shoes, and spin around in alarm, although I knew who it was. Rosalie stood behind me, her hip popped out and her arms across her chest. I heard Doctor Cullen sigh in annoyance.
"What?" She snapped, brushing past me. "You can't get upset with Emmett because he was driving. She ran into us." As she crossed over the room to Carlisle, her golden eyes flashed red. "I'm tired of helping girls who get crushed by cars."