I woke up, not in as much pain before, in the same room, and in the same posistion I was in when I fell asleep. As my eyes slowly opened, I saw Edward, Alice and Esme sitting on the chairs that were spread around the room. My eyes immediatley shot to Edward.
"Ehem." I cleared my throat. Alice, Esme, and Edward looked at me. Edward made his way to the chair that was still beside my bed.
"Oh, Bella!' Esme chanted, moving to the opposite side of my bed. "You're alright! I'm so glad!" Alice was following behind her. She smiled down at me and I smiled back.
"How are you feeling?" Edward asked.
"Better. I just want to go home."
"Well, since you'll be healed soon, Carlisle said you can leave as soon as you wake up. So, whenever you're ready."
"Really?" I was shocked I was able to go home so soon.
"Really." Edward grinned at me. I sighed in relief. I didn't want to spend another full day in a hospital bed. "Although, Carlisle will still have to keep an eye on you for a while. He's on call from home so he can do so." I nodded my head, even though it triggered a slight pain.
"I'm definitley ready now. What time is it?" I had lost track of the time now.
"Almost seven. Are you hungry? I can make you dinner at home." I hadn't realized I was starving until Edward mentioned food.
"That sounds good." I was more than ready to leave.
"I'll let Carlisle know you're awake." Without another word, Edward had stepped out into the hallway and within a few seconds was back with Carlisle.
"Did you have a nice sleep, Bella?" He said, reaching into his pocket for his flashlight.
"Mhmm." I hummed as he flashed the light in my eyes, checking everything before I could leave.
"Well, I think you'll be alright going home. You'll need a lot of rest, though." He sounded almost fatherly.
"Can do." I smiled slightly at him.
"Edward, go around down the hall and get a wheelchair. She shouldn't walk just yet." Edward was gone before I looked back up at him and when I did, he was at the doorway with a wheelchair. He smiled at me from the doorway. Carlisle was busy removing the needles and wires from my arms. I looked away, trying not to become light-headed.
"Get her settled, I'll meet you guys at the car, I need to fill out the discharge papers." Edward, Esme, Alice and I all nodded. Carlisle was gone and Edward was pulling down the side guards of my bed.
"You ready?"
"More than ever." He chuckled. He scooped his arm under my knees and other behind my back, being careful of the brace. Cautiously, he set me in the wheelchair, a light pain shooting through my back from the drastic change in position. Although it was nice not to be stranded in a bed. Edward got behind the chair and headed towards the door. He made his way down the long hallway towards the exit doors, Alice and Esme trailing behind. We made it through the automatic sliding doors and I first spotted the black Mercedes, parked in the first employee spot in the parking lot. Edward wheeled me to the side of the car, opened the door and scooped me up in his arms, getting into the backseat, still holding onto me. Carlisle was already at the car, getting into the driver's seat.
"Are you comfortable, Bella?" Carlisle rotated around the seat to look at me.
"Oh yes." I smiled up at Edward, he smiled back. Esme was getting into the passengers seat as Alice got into the seat beside Edward and I. The ride home was quick, even quicker in Edward's arms.
Gracefully, Edward lifted himself and I out of the car and into the house. The house was quiet, not something unexpected. Edward paced to the family room and laid me down on the sofa, my head on a pillow.
"You can rest here." He smirked. "What would you like for dinner?" His eyes were deep pools, pulling me in.
"Suprise me." I chuckled. He laughed along with me.
"Will do."
"Hey, where's everyone else?" I was just curious.
"Jasper, Emmett, and Rosalie went hunting. They'll be back tomorrow. What a surprise it will be when they see you're home. They don't even know you're awake from the.. c-coma." He struggled to say it.
"Oh, great." I rolled my eyes.
"It'll be fine. I'll be back." He stroked my cheek and walked back into the kitchen, preparing dinner for me. I wasn't tired, but I closed my eyes, ignoring the small pain coming from my head and back. The clanging of pots and pans in the kitchen lulled me to sleep, something I didn't want to do.