Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does
NOVEMBER
Please can we talk about this? Come on I need to talk to you lot!
Don't act like I don't exist please! Call me!
Edan...
"How's Bella?" he asked as we skated along through the park just like we used to. I sighed.
"No change, same as always." I shrugged and looked around at the dreary world that was Forks. This place was more trouble than it was worth. It used to make me happy, now I was just depressed.
"She'll get better," Edan assured me but I just shook my head. No she wouldn't. Every day the chance of Bella coming back to the world of reality lessened and it stabbed me in the gut every morning when I came downstairs to find my twin already up and making breakfast.
"I'm not so sure."
"Then how's your search for the bastards going?" No need to ask who he was talking about, Edan felt exactly the same way as I did towards the leeches. Well, I probably hated them more.
"No luck so far."
"I thought they were moving to California?" he asked in confusion as we jumped down a couple of stairs to a lower part of the park.
"So did I, but I checked every hospital in that damn state and in every single one they've told me they have no such Dr Cullen working there," I lied. I knew there was no way in hell that the mosquitoes would go to a place like California; far too sunny, so why even bother checking?
"Jesus they're tools," Edan muttered.
"Mate, you read my mind."
Cullens...
Another day, another hospital to call. Cullen senior was nowhere in Alaska, definitely not in California, no trace of him in the rest of Washington, North Dakota or Nebraska. I know I'd been picking states at random, but I wasn't in any condition to think logically right now. I was more worried about Bella. She was still a zombie. And the Winters'... I wish they would call me. But I still had a job to do and that's why I found myself dialling yet another number.
"Good afternoon, you've reached Bedford Memorial Hospital, how can I help you today?"
"Hi, I'm actually looking for a certain doctor. You wouldn't happen to have a Doctor Carlisle Cullen working with you by any chance...?"
Kevin...
"Hi sweety!" Oh my God, this guy really liked that locker, didn't he? I'd actually gotten around to writing his name on it in permanent marker, just so everyone else knew too.
"Fuck off Kevin before I hurt you," I muttered as I turned my back on him and went to walk over to my lunch table with Bella.
"Oh you wouldn't do that! Anyway, I've given you some time to get over your boyfriend leaving, so I'll pick you up tonight at seven." It wasn't a question and Bella automatically held out her hand for my lunch tray before hurrying off to the table. She wanted no part in any conversation where the words 'Edward', 'Alice', 'Cullen' or 'boyfriend' were mentioned. I rounded on Kevin, arms folded angrily as I glared at him in hatred.
"You'll do what now?" I snapped.
"Pick you up at seven for dinner, I mean, that Hale guy made the mistake of breaking up with you so now I get you." Oh no he didn't.
Without warning, my fist shot out and hit him directly in the nose for the uncountable time. Blood was streaming down his face as he fell backwards and landed on his arse, his food splattering over him just like Lauren's had those two or three months ago. "Jasper and I were never together," I hissed. Like I wanted Jasper for my boyfriend anyway. I admit in the beginning I found him hot, but in the end it was nothing more than a sibling bond between us. A sibling bond he obviously didn't give a shit about or he wouldn't have listened to Cullen or at least said goodbye to my face. Stinking coward.
"You didn't have to hit me!" Kevin cried, trying to stem the flow of blood on his shirt sleeve. I stalked towards him and stood over my fellow student, my eyes narrowed.
"You listen here Kevin Woodland and you listen good! I am not interested in you! I want nothing to do with you! I will NEVER go out with you! You got that? So piss off and leave me the fuck alone 'cause I got enough to deal with without your shit annoying me all the time." I left him there, in the middle of the floor with no one paying him any attention. Well, why would they? This was such a frequent occurrence that it really wasn't big news anymore. I was just left to ponder all lunch how many times I'd have to hit him before he got the message.
And how Jasper had just left me like I was nothing.
