A/N: Warning! Things are about to take a turn.
"Ow. Ow. Ouch!" I cry out as the good doctor prods his fingers into my poor aching ribs.
"Sorry." He says.
"Ouch!" I say again, flinching.
"Dad, can't you…? I don't know.. be more careful?" Edward asks him, tensely.
"I'm being as careful as I can be. From the looks of it, she does have a few fractured ribs." He says, after looking at the x-rays for the second fucking time.
"Calm down, he's just doing his job. If you can't stand it when he's prodding me then go take a walk or something. I'm sure it'll be quick, you can come back once he's done with the exam." I say, raising my brows at him.
Edward nods in response, pushing himself away from the far wall and walking out of the room but not before he gives me a worried look and a sad smile.
"Well, then, Doc, how are ya going to fix me?" I ask, after Edward closes the door behind himself.
"Well, you should be fine healing on your own, but I am going to wrap your ribs just in case. I'm also going to prescribe some anti inflammatory medication, and pain relievers. With that you should be fine on your own." He says, as he puts three bandages on the side metal stand.
"Alright. This also means I can't have alcohol doesn't it?" I ask, pouting.
"Unfortunately, yes, but just as a precaution. " he says.
"I'll go sign your discharge papers and be back with your prescription. " he says patting my shoulder.
As soon as the good doctor walks out the door, Edward walks back into the room.
"How are you feeling?" He asks, walking back to his spot, though it looks as if he's trying to hold up the wall.
"Still alive." I sang, tiredly.
He actually cracks a smile before he shakes his head and rolls his eyes at me.
"So, what's happening after this?" I ask, attempting to fill the uncomfortable silence that filled the room.
He sighs, shaking his head in disbelief as he watches me again. My eyes connect with his, and everything around us seems to disappear as we stare at one another, my eyes filled with curiosity and his with worry.
A knock, however, startles us and we both jump up.
"Oh shit." I groan, feeling my ribs being to twinge as I move unexpectedly.
"Are you alright?" The good doc asks, having come back into the room with the discharge papers and prescriptions in hand.
"I'm fine, I forgot to move slowly." I say, as I sign the forms he's provided and climb off the examination table.
"Come back if the pain on your ribs increases or any new symptoms appear." He says, giving me a nod before following me out the door.
I've barely made it a few feet down the white sterile hall when a tall, strawberry blonde runs past me.
"Eddie!" She squeals, as she slams herself into a surprised, unexpected Edward.
"What the fuck?" I say to myself as I turn.
I seriously wished I hadn't turned, because said strawberry blonde had her arms wrapped around his neck and they were now trapped in an intense-looking lip lock.
"Take a chance on you,huh. You're different, huh. You lying sack of shit, you're just like all of them." I state before pushing Carlisle out of the way and walking away.
"Sorry, doc." I throw over my shoulder.
I'm seething by the time I make it down the road to the waiting room.
"Woah, what happened?" Rose asks as soon as she sees me.
I note that my grandparents are now here with her, at a different scenario I would've been annoyed but right now I just want to leave.
"What's wrong, squirt?" Paw asks as he and mawmaw approach.
"I want to go home." I say.
"You're staying at my house. That's an order." He says.
I nod as I turn to make it towards the exit.
"Bella!" I hear, " Bella, let me explain. " he says.
I shake my head in response not trusting my voice. Man, does this happen to anyone else that when they get mad they cry too? Or is it just me?
"No." I whisper.
"Please" he begs.
I don't say anything else. My grandfather now has placed himself between Edward and I, feeling the tension.
They lead me to Mawmaw's SUV. There's no way I'll be able to climb that without hurting myself. If I even attempt to I'll just have to turn back around and go back into the hospital.
Emmett pushes through and helps me in.
"I'm so sorry I hurt you." He whispers.
"Its alright, Muscles, you don't know your own strength." I reply patting his cheek.
"Muscles?" He asks amused.
"Yeah, it's a nickname." I pipe.
He smirks at me before stepping back and closing the door. A moment passes before I hear the three other doors open and close.
"Bella, what happened?" Rosalie asks.
I want to snap at her, but for once in a really long time I begin to cry in front of them. Hurt and betrayal seeped in my tears as we drive away from the hospital parking lot.