CH. 10
"So..this is my room!" Alice said as I stood there gawking at the pink monstrosity. Glitter and lace covered every square inch of the pixie's room, but what did I expect from Alice. "You can change into there in the bathroom!" She thrust some clothes at me and ushered me towards the door.
"Thanks Alice!" I called as I entered the large, luxurious bathroom. I was carefully removing my clothing when the all to familiar scent of blood hit me. I looked down at my side, and sure enough, I see it. Blood. The bullet wound didn't rip completely open, and it wasn't really all that bad, but it still needed to be fixed. "Alice!" I called, hoping she was near. I got no reply, so I opened the door and went into her room. When I didn't find her I decided to go search for Carlisle. Right now, I'm wearing my jeans and the slightly blood-stained spaghetti strap undershirt. Good enough to leave the room in. I press my hand over the wound, the smell of blood is making me a bit woozy, but it's not too bad. When I open the door to Alice's room I look around and find no one. As I walk down the hall, I'm hoping to find Alice or Carlise, even Esme, before anyone else. I really don't want anyone knowing about this. When I'm about half way down the stairs I hear someone in the kitchen. Yes, it's Esme. So I go in there and I find Edward, digging through the refrigerator.
"Hey! Didn't we just eat! You can't be hungry already!' I say, catching his attention.
"I'm thirsty" I hear him mumble. "Ah-hah!" He comes out of the fridge with a Capri-Sun. When he looks up at me I hear his breathing hitch. His eyes are smouldering with some sort of foreign emotion. Lust, definitely, but there's something else. Then his gaze travels down to where my hand is pressed against my side, blood visible on my shirt and he freezes.
"Do you know where Carlisle is? I kinda need some help." I say, bringing him out of his trance.
"What happened?!" He sounds panicked. "You're bleeding!" He sounds...concerned for me..but why?
"Ripped some stitches." I reply, nonchalantly, even though it is really starting to hurt.
"Come on. He's upstairs in his study." He takes my hand and starts pulling me towards the steps.
"Hey! Not so fast!" I whine "I'm in pain here! Just..." I pause for a breath "give me a second" I have to stop and lean against the wall. When I stand straight, and start walking forward again I falter a bit. Edward immediately wraps his warm, strong arms around my waist to steady me. His eyes meet mine for a second then he's suddenly lifting me up into his arms.
"Woah! Hey, put me down! You're gonna hurt your back!" By this time he's already half way up the steps, and he starts to chuckle a bit.
"Oh shut up!" he says lightly "You weigh nothing. You should eat more, besides, this way is much faster." We're up the steps and in the hall now. Man, he's fast and strong. When we reach a door at the end of the hall, Edward knocks.
"Come in" Carlisle says, and Edward somehow manages to open the door with me still in his arms, then sets me down on the brown leather couch opposite the desk Carlise is sitting at.
"Bella! What happened?! Oh my! You're bleeding!"
"I popped some stitched Nothing major. He" I pointed a figer accusingly at Edward "decided to carry me because I was going too slow. Let's see how fast you move with 3 broken ribs and a bleeding gun shot wound!"
"What?!" Edward asks.
"Huh?!" Oh crap! I didn't mean to say that.
"You said you were SHOT!?" Just then Alice bursts through the door
"Who was shot? Oh my god! Bella!! What happened?" Alice shrieks as I groan.
"Okay everyone! Out! NOW! Alice, get me some ice from downstairs please, and Bella. Lie down and tell me what happened."
"Nothing! Carlise, it was just a misunderstanding"
"And you were shot!"
"Edward! Leave!" Carlise basically had to push him out the door. "Bella, look at me. Did Phil do this?" I nodded. At this point, I don't think I would've been able to speak without crying. "Hey, it's okay" Carlise hugged me"You're okay now. This is gonna sting though. I have to clean the wound, but I'll work as fast as I can." Carlisle got his bag and Alice came back with the ice. She gave me a sad smile then left us alone. Carlisle did as promised. He worked quickly, and the small dose of morphine he gave me helped immensely. He removed the old stitches, and only needed to put 2 back in. He also gave me a small dose of penicillin, to fight infection. Since I was already there, he decided to give me the 'once over' as he calls it. The stitches on the back of my head needed a few more days, and my shoulder was healing nicely. He looked at my wrist, and told me the brace could come off when the stitches did. When we were all done, he cleared me to go downstairs and join the others. Yay!
