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Down to business I actually only see this story as having 2 more chapters, sad I know, but my best friend gave me a great idea for an ending. NO SEQUEL sorry I'm horrible at sequels, absolutely horrible.
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Chapter 14: Time with Edward.
BPOV:
I awoke the next day to an empty bed.
But instead I heard a beautiful sound, like some great musician playing the piano, it was incomparable.
I slowly made my way downstairs, noticing that the rest of the family had already left; meaning only Edward and I were home. As I got closer to the music, I could indeed tell it was a live piano, meaning Edward was playing.
True to my logic, I turned the corner to find Edward sitting on the piano bench, playing the beautiful song. I leaned on the doorframe, not wanting to interrupt him.
I stood there for the whole song, and I didn't make my presence known until the last chords had faded. "That was lovely."
Edward jumped; he obviously had not heard me enter. "I'm glad you think so." He sighed as if something was wrong but I didn't have a chance to say anything before he moved on to the next topic. "Let's get you some breakfast and start on you work." He got up fluidly from the bench and glided into the kitchen, grabbing my hand on the way.
He sat me down in the nearest chair and got out one of the pre packaged perfectly balanced meals Esme had made and put in the fridge for when she was gone. This morning it was an egg and some hash browns. To tell you the truth, I had eaten more in the past week than I had all month. I felt so bloated, it was disgusting.
I told Edward I wasn't the least bit hungry, but he always pushed me to eat something, I was sure I had gained the twenty pounds already, but Edward refused to stop until Friday when I had another doctor appointment to check my weight again.
When I was finished with my breakfast we began to work on end of sophomore year stuff, because I had to technically "finish" sophomore year and the first half of junior year so I could start in January.
First we worked on math, which was the hardest, but with Edward's excellent guidance I got through it in no time.
Five hours later I had worked through about one week of sophomore work, Edward said if I worked this way everyday we were off to an excellent start.
"Bella?" Edward asked as we were cleaning up.
"Yes?" I answered; he was acting like he was nervous or something, Edward Cullen nervous? Yeah right, the thought itself is laughable.
"Would you like to go somewhere with me? We have an hour or so before everyone gets back."
I thought for a minute, but as fun as that sounds I was really very tired. "Edward, I don't want to hurt your feelings but I'm really tired, so could I take a rain check?" I really didn't want to hurt his feelings.
"No it's fine, are you feeling alright?" He scrunched his eyebrows in the way he always did when he was worried.
"Yeah, just tired." And as if on cue I let out a yawn.
THREE DAYS LATER
BPOV:
Yes! Today I get to go see if I was gaining weight! I hoped I was so I could quit eating so much; I was starting to get fat.
Joking, I was still too skinny, and I could tell that Edward thought as much.
When we got to the doctors, three hours later, I stepped on the scale, waiting in vain for the numbers to settle. The scale seemed to take forever processing! That's when it came back 108.11. YES! I had gained three pounds, Edward on the other hand looked worried, a mirror image of Carlisle.
"What?" I asked, there was definitely something wrong when they were making those faces.
Carlisle sighed. "Bella, with everything we were feeding you, you should have gained a good ten pounds, but you only gained three."
"It's odd." Edward turned to Carlisle. "Are you sure that's accurate?" He asked.
"I'm sure." Carlisle shook him head in wonder. "I guess we'll just have to keep trying."
TWO DAYS LATER
Guess where I was? That's right, sick in bed, just like I had been for the past two days.
Carlisle confirmed I had a combination of the flu and food poisoning. Esme felt horrible. I told her it wasn't her fault but she wouldn't listen.
I had, unfortunately been unable to eat since Friday. Of course this concerned Edward, so they weighed me on the bathroom scale, I came in as 103.08, what a bummer.
The whole family was worried, especially Edward, because I was delirious half of the time…
EPOV:
Bella had been sick since Friday night.
But it wasn't that she had Influenza that worried me, it was the fact that she was delirious half of the time from fever.
The whole family was worried, but me most of all.
That day in the doctor's office was when it came to me; I realized I was in love with Bella. Even thought it may sound sudden, it had been building up even since that first glance in the hospital. Until now I had been denying my feelings, but Friday I found I could no longer deny them.
I had planned on taking Bella to the meadow yesterday, or Saturday, but then she got sick. I had planned of confessing my love for her, but the flu had ruined it.
I now had a newfound hatred for influenza, not only had it taken my own life, but it could take the life of the only girl I'd ever love away too. Carlisle said if she doesn't get better in the next two days he will be taking her to the hospital.
I will not let her die, not after I'd just found her.
I just hope it doesn't come to that…
AN: by 'that' Edward meant changing her anyway….PLEASE REVIEW!!