Recap…
[APOV]
I just had to know where Poison was going.
I followed her scent through the forest.
I followed for several minutes when I realized where Poison was going.
Forks Hospital.
[BPOV]
I walked into the hospital and saw people's eyes widen.
"She looks like a relative of Dr. Carlisle!" People started to whisper loudly.
I ignored them and walked over to the secretary.
I cleared my throat and she looked up from her work. Her eyes widened when she saw me and I saw envy flash through her eyes.
"I'm here to see Angela Cheney," I said and when she heard my voice she let out a soft gasp.
She glared at me for a second before shuffling through her papers.
She took one piece of paper out and consulted it.
"Room 102. It's on the second floor," she told me in a high-pitched voice.
I nodded and headed over to the room.
When I got out of the elevator I sighed in relief. I quickly found room 102 and paused with my hand on the doorknob.
Well here goes nothing, I thought and pushed open the door.
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Chapter 36
[APOV]
I walked up to the secretary and saw her huff.
"Not another one," she muttered.
I was puzzled. What was she talking about?
"Excuse me," I said to her in my soprano voice and saw her flash me a glare. "My sister just came here. I'm looking for her so do you know what room she went to?"
The girl glared at me again and huffed.
"Fine! Room 102! Second floor. Happy?" she hissed in a shriek.
I nodded and walked away. What was her problem?
I shrugged and stepped into the elevator.
While the elevator was going up, everyone was staring at me. I sighed eternally.
When the elevator stopped on the second floor, I was the first one out which earned me some dirty looks. I ignored the people and headed down the hallway. I spotted room 102 and increased my pace. I paused by the door and put my ear against the door.
I stifled a gasp when I heard Poison speak.
"I missed you Angie," she whispered.
"Who are you?" I hoarse and weak voice whispered.
The voice was familiar but I just couldn't put my finger on it.
"Don't you remember me Angela?" Poison said.
My eyes widened.
It was Angela Weber! But what was Poison doing here? Did she know Angela?
"No. Who are you?" Angela whispered and then coughed. She sounded really sick.
"I'm hurt Angie! You don't even remember your best friend," Poison murmured softly.
"Who?"
"You should remember me. Remember all those times I tripped and you caught me? Or my first gym class and I hit Mike Newton in the face with a volleyball?" Poison whispered.
Angela let out a weak gasp.
"Bella?" Angela said in a strangled voice.
"Who else?" Poison said.
My breath was caught in my throat. Poison couldn't be Bella! This was impossible! Bella is dead! She died! Yet Poison was claiming she was Bella! But even if she was Bella why would she lie? Bella loved Edward! Why wouldn't she tell him? Something was terribly wrong.
"But you're supposed to be dead! You died fifty years ago. You committed suicide. You jumped off a cliff. So many people in La Push saw you jump. You're supposed to be dead!" Angela gasped out.
"Do you want me to be dead?" Poison or Bella asked sadly.
I opened the door by a notch and saw a hooded figure kneeling on the floor by a bed. On the bed a old gray-haired woman with pale and fragile hands. The hooded figure was holding Angela's hand.
"No! It's just that I'm surprised. How are you alive?" Angela whispered.
"It's a long story Ang. I met your daughter. She's beautiful."
"Wow! I can't imagine an old woman like you in the club with all those other youngsters," Angela laughed.
Poison/Bella lowered her hand.
"I'm not exactly old Angie," Poison/Bella whispered.
I was shocked! What was this girl doing? She was going to expose us.
"How young?" Angela whispered.
"Maybe you should see for yourself," Poison/Bella whispered.
She slowly lifted her hands to her hood just like Death had done the other day. Then with a jerk of her hand she pulled her hood off.
HOLY FUCKING SHIT!!!
No way!
Standing a few meters away from me is Bella. Not just any Bella. Eighteen year old vampire Bella! The Bella Edward fell in love with!
Holy fuck!
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