Chapter 8
I'm so sorry that I havent been updating but I had huge writers block! I don't know what got into me! Now I'm back! YAY! I hope I havent lost any my fans and reviewers for my story because of my absense. Hope you enjoy another chapter of Not Sure!
Serena's POV:
Beep…Beep…Beep…
Her heart rate was real slow and she looked ice cold; like someone decided to stick her in a freezer. No…we had got into a car crash with another driver; he was drunk and also injured pretty badly. Edward and I had nothing wrong with us whatsoever. I can't imagine what it would feel like to see Edward covered in bandages and barely alive. That's what he must be feeling right about now with Bella.
Edward was right next to her bedside with his head in his hands, looking like the guiltiest person in the world. Bella was lying straight up, her hands by her sides and her eyes closed with huge purple marks under them. She was bruised on every inch of her body and she had a broken arm, with a couple of broken ribs too.
I was off in a corner by myself, letting my thoughts flow out like crazy. Why should I feel guilty for what happened to Bella? It wasn't my fault. Oh but you plan to try and take Edward from her, and make him yours. So what if I do! I love him and he can love me too! Is that the right thing to do? I don't know. I was talking to myself, how pathetic.
The nurse came in and said, "Children, it is time for you to leave and let her get some peace."
"When will I be able to see her again?" Edward asked desperately.
"She is in a serious coma right now and we don't know when she will come out of it. When she does, that is when you will be able to see her again." She said strictly.
"But that could take weeks!" Edward shrieked.
"Then you will have to wait that long. Now you two have to leave so I can give her, her medication." She said sooing us out of the door.
I went over to Edward and took his hand, squeezing it tightly. Suprisingly, he didn't let go. I walked him out of the room and sat him down on a bench where once again he placed his head into his hands, letting his fingers go through his hair. I sat down next to him and tried to reassure him.
"Edward…she's going to be okay. She'll come out of it. In the mean time, why don't I take you home?" I said standing up with his hand in mine, trying to get him to stand up too.
I found my way through all the beeping rooms, twisted hallways, and doctors frantically running around, to the front doors of the hospital, and exited them with Edward walking behind me. It was 3:43 a.m and Edward didn't seem to well. I got to his car when he started for the drivers seat, fumbling with his keys.
"Edward…," I started coming over to him, "I think maybe I should drive." His back was to me and he was mumbling something like, "I can drive…I'm fine, really…I can do it." He still wasn't listening so I turned him around quickly and looked in his eyes, which made him stop in his tracks. "Edward, you're not doing very well. Let me drive you home." I said, acting like I was talking to someone that was drunk.
He didn't say anything; he just dropped the keys into my hand and went to the other side of the car. He got in and put on his seatbelt, looking like Bella might actually die. She couldn't though, could she? Edward would be like this forever and he looks so miserable.
I started the car and pulled out of the parkinglot, making my way over to the freeway. Once I got on, I took another sideways glance at Edward. He was leaning back against his seat with his eyes closed; he looked like he was thinking. I left him to his thoughts. I finally got to his house, but all the other cars were gone.i was assuming that no one else knew about Bella's accident because Edward had been too depressed to call anyone. I got out of the car and went over to Edward's side of the car. I opened his door and went down onto my knees. I don't think he realized we had gotten to his house. That was when he finally opened his eyes.
"The last emotion that came from her before we were in the disaster was anger. It was directed towards me. She was mad at me before what happened to her. It wasn't happiness, sorrow, love…it was anger!" he yelled, scaring some birds from their trees.
"Come on, let's get you inside." I said taking his arm and pulling him up.
He got out and put his arm around my shoulder, having me for support, just in case he collapsed. I opened the door and took him up the flight of stairs to his bedroom. In there was a very big bed, a leather couch and a huge collection of CD's. I set him on the bed, laying straight upwards towards the ceiling. I sat down on it, and stroked his face, letting them stream through his hair…his bronze golden hair…
"Serena…don't leave me." He whispered, still staring at the ceiling.
I looked at him with surprise and said, "Don't worry Edward, I'll never leave you."
I bent down and placed the smallest kiss right on the side of his cheek.
That chapter was kind of a depressing chapter but I think the next one is going to be better. More romance, you know! Poor Edward! Please review so I can see what you guys think of the story so far. I love you all! Bye!
-Rubyrose1
