A/N: Ugh. I am soooooo bored!!! :P
Chapter 12: Threats
B POV
Lunch ended and for some reason Alice and Edward never came back. I was growing used to walking with Edward to Gym everyday, it was becoming habit. I walked at a normal pace and was pushed from behind, my stuff went flying and my arm throbbed from the impact. I looked up to yell at the person but froze with fright. Mike stood above me with a bat over his shoulder, a smirk playing at his lips.
"I told you, you were dead," He swung the bat at me and I ducked. I crawled and he hit my leg, I tried to scream for help but he put a hand to my mouth. He kissed my cheek, "You had the nicest skin, I never forgot about that. Edward is next, don't you worry." No! Edward. . .
I was hit with a tremendous blow to my head and everything went black. I knew I had to be dreaming, I was in the arms of a god. He held me tightly and walked with me. He stopped to change positions, he mumbled something and began to walk faster. I couldn't move my head because it weighed a thousand pounds. I felt something wet on the back of my head and then everything was numb. . . I didn't know what happened next, instead of being in some man's arms I was on a very uncomfortable bed with plastic sheets.
I opened my eyes only to be blinded by the bright light above my head. I put a hand over them and a lady came to my side, "Are you okay? Isabella are you okay?" The lady asked repeatedly. I wanted to say something but I couldn't find the power to do it. I heard a loud bang and turned my head towards the sound only to regret it by the unbearable pain that made my sight fade. I closed my eyes and the nurse would occasionally nudge me to make sure I was still alive but I never really fell asleep. I could hear people talking and I sat up quickly but fell back down because of the headache that made me groan. I hissed at the pain and the nurse came up to me, "Honey, you need to relax and sit down for a while. You had a pretty bad concussion." So, it wasn't a dream. I touched my head and there was bandaging around my head. I almost fell until arms went around me. It was probably Jacob.
Edward walked in and took me off guard completely. "Are you okay?" He asked in a very concerned voice.
The lights were bright and I put my hand over my eyes again, "Mike. . ." was all that I could get out, my throat was so dry. Edward helped me sit up slowly, making sure not to hurt my head too much. I felt a little light headed but it helped to have support from Edward. I could feel Edward's tension. He was not very happy, he knew that Mike was trouble as well as I did. I hope he doesn't feel as though he broke his trust with me, because honestly I can trust him with just about anything.
"How are you feeling?" he asked with a frown.
"You left Gym for me?" I accused, "I don't recall being in that hallway. . . why were you there?"
He looked nervous as he answered, "I forgot. . . something and I went to my locker to get it and I saw you. Which leads me back to my first question: How are you feeling?"
Well, now that someone asked, I realized I wasn't totally okay. "It's strange, my whole body feels heavy like I'm carrying weight, my throat hurts, and I have a huge headache."
Edward's eyes widen in shock and concern. His eyes shifted from the nurse to me, and back again. "Should I take her to the hospital?"
"No, no! No hospitals! I'm fine, I think these symptoms are because of the rain yesterday. I bet tomorrow I'll wake up perfectly well." I could not go to the hospital, if Charlie ever found out I would die! Not only would I NEVER be aloud out of the house, I would never be able to walk down the stairs or anything I would be locked in my room for all eternity.
Clearly, she wasn't sure about what to do so I just stood up to prove I was better. "See, I'm fine. No need for hospitals."
Fortunately, it worked. Until I swayed a bit. . .
"Okay, dear. I guess you can go home, but be aware that if you wake up feeling bad tomorrow, you'll really need to see a doctor." she didn't seem convinced and neither did Edward.
"Alright, but I think this won't be necessary. Can I leave now?" I asked impatiently.
"Of course, I'll ask the receptionist to excuse you."
"Good. Thank you for taking care of me Mrs. Finn, and thank you Edward for helping me again." Then, before any of them had time to say anything else, I opened the door and made my way to the parking lot. All I wanted was to go home. But I didn't get very far since I realized someone was following me. "Edward," I turned to face him. "Like I said, I'm thankful for what you did for me but I think I can take care of myself now."
"No, you can't! I'm driving you home and please, please don't even start complaining because nothing you say, will change my mind."
I breathed heavily, "Fine! Can I use your phone before we leave?" He handed it to me without questions and I texted Keri and Becca that I would have to come pick them up later because I wasn't feeling well and had to go home. They said that they knew the way and would just walk home, I rolled my eyes at the two. I handed him back the phone and he lead me to the car. "And what am I supposed to do with my truck?" I asked when we drove passed it.
He seemed to have thought about that already. "I'll have Alice bring it to your house after school, then she can go home with me. That is...if you don't mind me staying with you until she arrives." Did I mind him staying? He's actually being pretty nice lately. I looked up just to see the most profound eyes I've ever seen in my whole life. I wanted to get closer, to get a better look at them... Hey, what am I doing? I can't be dazzled like this...Wake up Bella, this is Edward Cullen, remember? EDWARD CULLEN! You've always hated him! You'll always hate him!
I let him drive me home and I let him make me some soup. It helped a little with the body ache. I told him that I was taking a bath and he said that I should be careful and not fall asleep. I laughed but stopped when I realized that he wasn't joking. I got undressed and when I got into the tub, the steam really helped with the headache. I felt a lot better by the time that I got out of the bathroom. I forgot my clothes in my room and walked out with a towel wrapped around me and screamed, loudly.
Edward was sitting in the hallway, staring at me. He had an amused smirk upon his face and said, "I was just sitting here because I wouldn't be able to hear you if you needed my help." He stood up and looked down at me.
"You can go downstairs now!" I pointed to the stairs, he chuckled and walked down them slowly. I was about to go into my room when I heard Edward.
"Bella," I peeked my head around the corner, "I was supposed to ask you if you wanted to join my family and me for a game of Truth or Dare on Friday. Its going to be fun." He invited me to his house. . . I didn't know what to say. My brain was confused with decisions, maybe it was the concussion?
"Let me think about it," I said as I walked through my doorway and into my room. I got dressed and went down stairs to an Edward with a bottle of Tylenol in his hand. I took it reluctantly and sat on the couch.
"So are you coming to my game tomorrow?" he asked.
I thought about it for a while, "Yeah, Alice said that it would be fun." Then again what isn't fun when you have Alice and Emmett with you? It was nice to talk with him rather than arguing, the hours flew by and before I knew it, Alice was knocking on the door. I invited her inside but she said that she had to talk to Edward and didn't want to waste too much time. After they left, I took more Tylenol and began to make dinner for Charlie.
"Oh, Bells. I'm sorry but you'll have to eat alone tonight. Harry Clearwater just had a heart attack. I'm going down to La Push to help with everything. I'll probably be there during the whole weekend. Do you think you'll be fine on your own until the end of the weekend?" Charlie was in a hurry and I wasn't feeling really well even after the Tylenol, but it was nothing compared to Harry Clearwater's death. "Of course, dad. You go and call me if you need anything, okay?" He left twenty minutes later to visit Sue Clearwater and her children. I didn't feel like eating so I just took another shower and went to bed, hoping I'd wake up feeling better the next day.
Unfortunately for me, life doesn't work like that.
Next morning, besides all the symptoms I had yesterday, there was a new one: fever. I was not in the mood to eat so breakfast was out of the question. I just dragged myself to the couch and turned on the TV. Today. . .I would be a couch potatoe and I would enjoy it. Hopefully. I had books, television, and the phone was within reach. I just hope that nobody would call.
A/N: What could possibly happen to Bella while she's sick? PSH. ANYTHING!!!
