Okay. It's short. I'm sorry. But I went on holdiday and clever ole me forgot the laptop. I know, stupid.
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Then it all went black.
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The continuous beeping rang through my head. I was in a state of unconsciousness, I couldn't move but I could hear everything going on around me.
I used the beeping to pass the time.
On the seventeen hundredth beep someone came in the room, but all they did was write something on a piece of paper and then leave.
One the twenty-first hundredth beep I heard a voice I recognised, Carlisle. He was joined by Alice. They weren't speaking and made minimal movements, so I couldn't make out what they were doing.
On the seventy-second hundredth beep Alice spoke.
"5..4..3..2..1 She's wake." My eyes opened, blinking rapidly in the bright light. I turned my head, taking in my surroundings. I was in a hospital room, the walls an off white colour and some half dead flowers stood in a vase in the window. The beeping was coming from a heart monitor and I was plugged into several scary looking machines.
"You're lucky you still have a heartbeat." Carlisle spoke for the first time since coming into the room.
"What happened?" My voice was hoarse.
"You were ploughed into by an idiot named Newton." Alice said, before Carlisle could answer.
"But you told me to go, and I immediately trusted you. I thought you could tell the future." I accused. Alice just shrugged.
"We all make mistakes." I scowled and Carlisle murmured something to Alice who promptly left the room.
I sat up, and fell back down straight away, my head in my hands. Blood rushing too my head. "Whoa, head rush." I muttered, while Carlisle chuckled.
"You were in a side on collision with the "idiot named Newton" as Alice delicately put it. He crashed into your side and because you weren't wearing your seat belt," at this he frowned at me, "you went flying through the window, hitting your head on the floor and knocking you out."
"Great," I mumbled.
"Which reminds me," Carlisle wiped the frown off his face and replaced it with a curious look, "I thought you couldn't sleep? How come you were knocked unconscious?
"I can't sleep, but when I get close to death, or just badly injured my mind goes into a healing coma, during which it uses up all my remaining energy to heal me. I've done it so many times now that on instinct just before I go under the last thing I do is draw as much energy as I can from my surroundings. I imagine Mr Newton was either pretty dopey or out cold when you brought him in?" Carlisle nodded. I jerked a thumb over my shoulder, " Those flowers were fresh weren't they.2 Again, Carlisle nodded, I sent a wave of fresh energy over to the half dead flowers which perked up immediately and didn't look quite so dead.
"And why, may I ask, were you leaving school at lunch, weren't skipping were you?" Carlisle asked with mock authority.
"Mike Newton was skipping too." Was my wise-ass comeback. "And I jaws just following orders." At Carlisle's confused look, I pointed glared at Alice, who danced gracefully back into the room, her dainty face portrayed a number of emotions, the most common being guilt. I pondered this for a few moments, until I realised what was going on.
"There wasn't really an emergency was there? It was an excuse." I whispered, not trusting myself to speak any louder. "A ploy, to see how far you could see me, what you could make e do. Well, it worked, I fell for it. I'll wager a guess that you had money on this, that you were planning it from the start, ever since you met me. Well, it all worked, I'll be leaving now." I raised a hand to my face and pulled out the numerous alien wires attached to me.
"It's a misunderstanding.." Alice started to say more, but that was all that was needed, that explained it all.
"A misunderstanding." I snorted as I climbed out of the hospital bed on unsteady legs. "That's one way to put it. "It's a misunderstanding" Well thanks for being so honest. I suppose being told that you never really liked me is better than you prolonging it any more. But less than a week? Did I bore you that quickly? Wow my new record. I'll have to make note of it. I must have misunderstood you and your family. I thought you were like me. Turns out I'm wrong." I opened the door and strode out. Turning my head I tossed over my shoulder, "And tell Mike Newton he owes me a new mini."
I was annoyed. Okay, I was slightly beyond annoyed. More like pissed within an inch of my life. But hey, I'll live with it. I knew the Cullens never thought of me as more than a shiny new toy, something they'd never seen before, and when they'd got bored they'd thrown me out like a broken doll.
I ran without thought. I just ran. I barley noticed as I crossed the border onto the reservation. I barley noticed the wolf sentries watching my movements with fearful glowing eyes, who were probably reporting my intruding right this second. I barley noticed the tears seeping from my eyes, running in rivets in the makeup on my face, put on by Alice that very morning.
Unfortunately I did notice all these things, and it just made it worse. My life was like a giant jigsaw puzzle, with a few pieces missing, just to add to the confusion and chaos.
Without my consent, my legs brought me to La Push beach, on to of the cliff to be exact. The very cliff I'd jumped off not three days ago. I sat down, my legs dangling off the edge, not unlike how I'd sat Friday night, which, looking back, felt like years ago, before I'd realised quite how much the Cullens were using me.
I looked down. The grey waves splashing and crashing endlessly against the rocks. A single tear dripped off the end of my nose, and I followed it with my eyes, my eyes that were, incidentally stronger than a vampires. I let out a curse. Why did everything have to remind me of them I watched the tear fall until it landed in the ocean far below with a slight splash.
A fresh tear started to make it's way down my face, but before it could get past my cheekbone someone intercepted it. I felt a person sitting next to me. I felt arms around my shoulder and waist. I could feel the hard body next to me pull me closer until I was melted into the embrace. The reason I couldn't see who it was, was because of the bout of tears clogging up my eyes. I sobbed into a hard chest, being slowly rocked and all the while being comforted. No words were exchanged, for none were needed. We sat in a comfortable silence for what could have been hours, until finally my sobs turned to hiccups and then eventually faded.
I looked up to see Nate, with his shining red eyes, his cheeks faintly flushed from the feed he'd obviously just had. His hair was in his eyes and his head was resting on my shoulder, his arms wrapped tightly around my waist. I faintly noticed that he was humming, something soft and melodic, and as his hand drew lazy circles on my back in a faint way of giving reassurance it left tingles. I inhaled deeply and my senses were filled with pure Nathaniel, nothing more, nothing less. It was a warm musky smell that reminded me of grass and honeysuckle but at the same time it had a sharp twang, almost as if it were warning, about the danger that remained hidden beneath the sweetness.
"Hush, it's okay, it's okay." The faint circles on my back became harder and more soothing.
"Why are you here?" I asked.
Nate moved his head so only his forehead was now resting on my shoulder. He mumbled, "Do you want me to go?" He sounded hurt.
"No!" I bit my lip, blushing at my outburst and wished I could just take the words back.
Nate chuckled. He lifted his head. Something brushed the back of my neck, something cold. I shivered.
"How did you know to come to me?" I asked after a moment silence.
"I was with you all day, I just became invisible to you and to everyone else."
"So you heard the whole argument thing between me and Alice?"
"Yes."
"Oh."
An awkward silence settled. I looked down onto the beach. There was a lone figure walking around near the shore. I could see the splashes from the rocks they were throwing into the sea and hear her laughter faintly on the wind. I wondered what we looked like from down there. One, maybe two figures, if Nate was visible to everyone else, with legs dangling off the edge on the cliff arms wrapped around each other.
I was brought back to the present by one word.
"Raven?" Well it wasn't the word that really shocked me, more of the person who spoke it.
It was Bella.
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