So, I got a really nice review from 'fozia' and she totally inspired me to update. This one's for you, sweetie!
Btw, just a reminder...this is from the POV of a teenage boy, and I am a teenage girl.. so I hope I'm doing this justice!
The rest of that weekend was...awkward, to say the least.
Dad and I seemed to be avoiding each other at all costs, but would end up bumping into each other no matter which one of us tried to escape. I blamed my mother. She honestly didn't need yet another bottle of water, which she already had, but always asked me to get one whenever Dad was in there.
On Sunday night, I slept in due to the fact that I was up until the wee hours of the morning talking on the phone to Jazz. I knew he could tell something was up, but I didn't want to trouble him with my problems.
I also noticed that when he was on the phone, he seemed to mention Alice's name a whole lot. Oh well, I don't know what that's all about.
I rolled over and promptly fell off my bed.
I groaned as my head hit the ground with a 'thud', and my body was frozen as it hit the ground harshly.
"Ouch, fuck!"
I squeezed my eyes shut tightly as I grabbed my head between both of my hands, trying to fight off the pain.
I heard quick footsteps running towards, and into, my room and I cracked open one eye to see Rose glancing around the room before setting eyes on me and rushing over to kneel by my side.
"Edward!" She cried, fluttering her hands around uselessly. "Oh my God, are you okay?"
I groaned again, just lying there frozen in shock and humiliation. She was never gonna let me live this one down once she realised I was okay.
She quickly jumped up, ran to the door and shouted loudly, "Dad! Edward's hurt!"
I almost rolled my eyes before I felt something slide down the side of my forehead. I moved one hand and saw a streak of blood and I swallowed heavily, feeling nausea stir within me. I hated blood.
I heard my father as he ran in and quickly knelt by my side just as Rosalie had moments earlier.
"Edward, what happened? God, you're bleeding," he sighed. "Move your hands, son. Come on."
I do as he says, seeing as he is a doctor, and I squirm as he checks over my head, pressing against the wound softly.
He looks down at me, sitting back on his heels, "It's nothing serious, son. Just a small cut," I frown at him but he just shakes his head at me, bemused. "You don't need stitches or anything. You're just gonna have a bad headache for a day or so."
I sighed heavily, "Okay, okay. Ouch." I squeezed my eyes shut again.
He hesitated for a few minutes before, "You ready to get up?"
I blinked once, "Yeah, I think so."
He reached behind me to give me support as I sat up, wincing in pain. He helped me onto the bed before looking at me in question.
I stared back at him for a few moments before I grew annoyed, "What? Why are you staring at me?"
He tilts his head, "What happened?"
I shrugged, "I rolled over and out."
He sniggered once before composing himself, "Sorry."
I sighed, "No, it's fine. I'm pretty sure now that Rose has realised I'm fine, she's gonna be laughing at me anyway, so go ahead."
He patted me on the shoulder, "It's okay, son. We all have our..falls." He chuckled as he walked into the adjoining bathroom to get the first aid kit, and I'm left on my bed, rolling at my eyes at his failed attempt at humour.
~TB~
After Dad fixed me up with the first aid kit, I headed downstairs.
Rose snickered. Emmett laughed. Dad struggled to contain his smirk. And Mum? Mum rushed over to me and wouldn't stop asking if I was okay.
Such a normal family I have.
After a few painkillers, and the 80th question of 'Are you sure you are okay, baby?' I excused myself and ran upstairs to my room.
I grabbed my phone and smiled when I saw a text from Bella;
'Hey handsome! Guess what? Jasper asked Ali on a date! She's freaking out! Haha. Hope you didn't get in too much trouble; mum gave me a lecture but whatever :P x'
I grinned, texting her back;
'Hey beautiful. Seriously? Never mentioned anything to me, the twat! Lol. Could've been worse I suppose; sorry about that - blame Emmett xD'
Her reply was instant;
'Fancy sneaking out? Dad's sleeping and Mum's away out shopping, as usual! I feel like going to the park! x'
I grinned;
'Sure. Give me half an hour and I'll meet you there. :-)'
Now, all I had to do was get dressed and then figure out a plan to sneak out without being caught..
This should be fun.
Happy New Year everybody! Have a good night, and safe and happy 2012!
- Kirsten x
