Chapter 9. the new me
Pain killers were wonderful things. Not only did they take the pain away but they also knocked you out for a few hours, or days in my case. I opened my eyes slightly to see Rosalie sitting on the end of my bed. "hello" she smiled as I opened my eyes wider. Everything looked so clear. I sat up quickly then realized that all my pain was gone. Had I really been out that long? I'd skipped the whole transformation. I looked down at my arm, there was only a slight scar from Victoria's bite. I smiled at Rosalie. No one had any clue of what I'd become. Edward wasn't in the room so he hadn't heard my thoughts either. I knew I wasn't going to be able to hide it for long but I didn't want to give myself away just yet.
"how are you feeling?" Rosalie asked taking my good hand in hers. "fine" I muttered honestly. I didn't even think my arm was broken anymore. "no pain?" she asked looking at my cast. "nothing" I smiled moving it slightly. "no more screaming then" Emmett laughed coming back into the room. "what did they say?" Rosalie asked him as he sat down. "we can take her home but if the pain get to bad then we need to take her back to a hospital" he sighed calmly. "cool lets go" they looked at me stunned as I swung my legs out of the bed and grabbed my pillow in the same instant. I made a note of slowing everything down. I grabbed my panda and slipped it into my pillow case. "come on" I urged taking Rosalie's hand.
Rosalie laughed slightly as she took Emmett's hand. I walked slowly with them as they lead me down the hall. My throat was burning with thirst but I ignored it. I stared imagining that I wasn't hungry and surprisingly it helped. I tucked my pillow under my supposedly broken arm and skipped down the hall holding Rosalie's hand. "I thought her arm was broken" Rosalie whispered to Emmett without barely moving her lips. I pretended I couldn't hear them. "it was, her arm was hanging in a funny angle" he whispered to her. "ouch!" I cried quickly, I didn't want them getting suspicious. Rosalie stopped suddenly and turned me towards her. "is your arm ok?" she asked concerned. My charade was working.
"are you going home then?" Edward asked as he suddenly passed us in the hall. Emmett nodded as I continued to make a fuss over my arm. "fake" Edward whispered right near my ear. No one else heard him but me. did he really know? How did he figure it ot so quickly? I stared at him shocked as he walked casually down the hall. Suddenly his hand came up and pointed to his head. Oh great I let something slip. Don't tell anyone! I screamed in my head. Not yet! Rosalie re captured my attention. "are you ok now?" she asked as she looked at me concerned. I was still hugging my injured arm. "yes, can we leave now" I whimpered tacking her hand again.
Before I knew it we were back in Rosalie's convertible making our way back to forks. I put my pillow down on the seat next to me and pretended to sleep. After a few hours Rosalie spoke, "when was the last time she ate anything?" she asked Emmett almost silently if I hadn't been a vampire then I wouldn't have heard a thing. "two days ago" he answered almost as quietly as her. "pull up in the servo, I need to get some fuel and I'll get something for her as well" Rosalie ordered. I stiffened slightly at the thought of having to eat human food. Emmett pulled over almost immediately.
Rosalie went to pay while Emmett filled the car up. I kept dead still as everything happened around me. staying still and silent was so easy, it was more of a effort to move. I rolled over occasionally to make it look like I was asleep the returned to my statue form in the back seat. Rosalie returned to the car and we were on our way again. "honey? Do you want something to eat?" Rosalie asked quietly. I rubbed my eyes and took in a deep breath before accepting the small meal. I'd never hated chips so much in my life but I forced them down all the same. Then it came to the drink.
The liquid slid down my throat and tasted disgusting. I nearly chocked it back up. I tried imagining that it was blood and suddenly the taste was appealing. I looked suddenly at the bottle to notice that the liquid inside it had turned red. I took another sip. It was delicious, had I done that? I tried imagining it as water as suddenly it changed. I had done it. I was glad they had the roof off. I imagined it as blood again and watched as the liquid turned red. Quickly I chugged it down before Rosalie or Emmett could smell it. The bottle was empty, my throat didn't burn as much any more. Maybe I could keep my secret for a little longer then I thought.
My skin had already been pale so I didn't really look much different. I was sure that when I fixed myself up I was going to look much more beautiful but hopefully no one would notice. I'd found a way to satisfy my thirst. Now all I wanted to know was how I'd done it. I put my head back down on the pillow and pretended to sleep again. by imagining the water as blood the liquid had changed. When I imagined it as water it changed back. Had I developed an extra gift? An extra sense? Could I really control things with my imagination?
What else could I control with my imagination? I sat up again suddenly curious. I looked around the car for something to test it on. I settled on my panda. With caution I imagined my panda standing up on its own. Sure enough the panda slowly rose and stood on it's own. I looked at it shocked. I'd done that? This was so cool! I started occupying myself as we drove. Changing the colour of my cast and making thing disappear and reappear. I'd even figured out how to make things appear from nothing. Everything revolved around my imagination. It was like my extra sense was any gift imaginable. At one stage I had made myself go invisible.
I was so going to win hide and seek now. Rosalie looked over her shoulder at me a few times but never suspected anything. I knew that because I had read her mind. Edwards little gift came in quite useful. The trip back to forks went way to quickly. I didn't have nearly enough time to experiment. As soon as we pulled up in the drive way Alice ran out and pulled me out of the car. "your back" she cheered pulling me into a hug. "ouch!" I yelled convincingly. She immediately let go. "sorry" she grimaced. "you look different" she commented looking at me seriously. "she has a bright pink cast on her arm" Emmett laughed grabbing my pillow. "how are you?" Esme asked shuffling me inside gently. "thirsty" I commented smiling at her.
"there are some water bottles in the fridge" She informed me pointing towards the kitchen. "help yourself" she smiled. I casually walked to the kitchen making sure my steps were small and timed. I opened the fridge with ease and pulled out one of the many water bottles. I walked back out into the hall and headed into my room. My room was on the top floor and right at the back. I closed the door behind me as I slipped into my new room. I wandered into the wardrobe and snuck right down to the back. i sat down on the floor and opened my water bottle. I hadn't been lying when I said I was thirsty. I imagined the water as blood and watched as the clear liquid turned into a deep red.
I finished it quickly then imagined it half full with water. I stood up and pulled out one of my dresses. I didn't really care which one. I decided on the simple purple one, that way it wouldn't clash with my cast. I wandered out of the wardrobe and into my bathroom. I ran the bath and got undressed. I slipped into the hot water and relaxed. I left my cast out of the water and rested it on the baths edge. Washing myself with one arm was difficult. I suddenly whished I didn't have a cast and it disappeared. I quickly washed myself and got dried. I imagined my cast back on my arm and it reappeared. My life was about to become a whole lot easier.
I imagined myself dressed then walked out of the bathroom. I was doing everything with a single thought. I would have to learn to control my imagination. I took my brush out of my dresser and walked down stairs. "can you help me please" I asked Rosalie handing her the brush. She smiled then helped me with my hair. "it's not easy doing things with one hand" she laughed. "how on earth did you get yourself washed and dressed?" She asked as she tied my hair back. "with great difficulty" I answered turning to face her. She laughed quickly then handed the brush back. "well I'm going to go and work on Emmett's car. I think Esme is getting your dinner ready" she smiled brushing her hand against my cheek.
"ok" I chimed then ran back up stairs slowly. I put my brush back in my draw then caught a glimpse of my reflection. I looked more closely then noticed my eyes were turning a pinkish red colour. I'd been drinking human blood. I panicked and grabbed out the pair of sunglasses Alice had bought me the other day. I looked in the mirror again then sighed in relief when I sore that my freaky eyes were covered. I skipped back down stairs and into the kitchen. I sat down on one of the stools and watched as Esme cooked. "do you like my new sunglasses? Alice bought them for me" I explained showing them off.
"yes there very nice dear" she smiled kindly also looking a little confused at why I was wearing sunglasses inside. She placed my dinner in front of me and watched as I stated to eat. "how's your arm feeling" she asked as I forced the horrible food down. "still a little sore" I mumbled as I took another bite. "well hopefully it'll pass soon" she soothed calmly. I smiled at her as I forced another mouth full in. "aren't you hungry?" she asked concerned as I chewed slowly. "not very" I sighed after I swallowed the mouthful. "you probably ate on your way home" she smiled understandingly. All I had to eat was a bag of chips, I should be starving. I was starving but all I wanted was blood.
"well don't force it down dear, you can always come and get something to eat later" I stopped eating immediately. "ok" I smiled pushing myself away from the bench. "do you want something else to drink?" she asked as I jumped down. "no thank you I still have half a bottle up stairs in my room" I reassured her. "ok well you go and play then" she laughed. She really did remind me of a mother, she had so much love to give and it was a shame that her child had died. He would have been very lucky. I walked casually out of the kitchen then up the stairs and to my room. I wasn't finished experimenting yet.
I closed the door behind me then shot over to my bed. It took less then a second and I was amazed. Suddenly a phone on my bed side table rang. It made me jump but hesitantly I answered it. "hello" I muttered into the phone. "it's Edward" he replied. "have they figured it out yet?" he asked casually. "no, please don't tell. I don't want to get in trouble" I whispered praying to god that he would keep his mouth shut. "there going to figure it out eventually. Just one question though, how are you controlling your thirst?" he asked curiously.
"how about I tell you when Bella will wake up instead" I bargained, he let out a long sigh then agreed. "Fine" he gave in. "two days" I told him, "oh and you might want to talk to Tyler, he still thinks he's taking Bella to prom" I muttered quietly. There was a sudden laugh from his end of the phone then he went silent. "thanks for the heads up" he laughed quietly. "any time" I whispered calmly. "you're a better physic then Alice" he laughed. "thanks but my information is limited" I breathed. "tell me about my child then" he asked suddenly. "what! Not a chance" I snapped shutting the phone on him.
