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9. Disorientation
I woke up with a start not too long after I fell asleep. It was so freezing in the cottage, I mine as well have been laying in a snow bank. My teeth chattering and my body shaking uncontrollably, I sat myself up, and that's when I realized I was on the hard, stamp concrete floor. How did I get there? I whipped my head around to find the cot, but there wasn't one. What the hell was going on here? Did they actually decide to let me die? I looked down at my broken legs, only to find them completely healed. I moved them around to make sure I wasn't hallucinating, but they worked as good as new. Even if this Carlisle had gotten the Bone Fixture as he said, it takes at least two days minimum to set and for me to be able to move them without pain, but it worked as if I'd never broken them, as did my broken arm I had used to sit myself up off of the cold ground.
No one was inside the cottage, I realized after looking around. There was a small fire still crackling in the fireplace and the ottoman that Edward had been sitting on before I drifted off was vacant. Even Ronan was gone.
It must have been a dream. None of the Swan-Masons were there. Why would they be in this tiny cottage, anyway? Where would they all sleep? It was crazy to even consider them all living here. Crazy that I had considered them living here. But the question still remained of how I got here. I don't remember ever wandering in here by myself…
I was suddenly surprised out of my thoughts when someone bounded into the family room, and stopped short when she came glanced out the window. I realized it was Vanessa when I spotted her long, bronze ringlets bouncing as she shook her head. Had she even seen me?
"No, no, no, no!" I heard her mumbling, and getting louder and louder with each word.
"Vanessa, what's wrong?" I asked, pushing myself to my feet to join her near the window.
She didn't even look back at me as I walked towards her; she just kept shaking her head and mumbling something to fast and too low for me to hear.
I crept up in front of her, and I put my face directly in front of hers as I said loud and clear, "Vanessa, are you okay?"
She still didn't open her tightly closed eyes, and her twisted expression that looked just like her twin sister's didn't stifle.
I went to put a hand on her shaking shoulder, but it went right through her. I felt fear rush through my veins as I frantically moved my arm up and down through Vanessa's agonized face, but they didn't come in contact. I was a ghost.
Through my shallow, panicked breathing, I began to understand what Vanessa was saying through perfectly straight, clenched teeth.
"Dad, Dad, stop hunting. Stop Ronan. Avs is here. I smell you guys getting closer. Stop, stop!" Her eyes popped open, rabid with fear. "What the hell are you doing!? Run, run! Run, Ava, Run!"
"W-what!?" I said, even more panicked than she was.
Just then, she ran right through me, and her tight fists went through the window. Blood started raging from her wrists as she screamed, "NO!"
I watched it happen then. Me, standing in front of the cottage, my mind in a maze. Then, all of the sudden, a humanly figure crashing into me from the side, faster than the speed of light. I heard the sickening crack of too many of my bones as I flew through the air, and the rest came back to me from my sub-consciousness. Another figure flying into the one that ran into me, who I could see by the bronze hair was Edward, pushing the first figure from my body and holding him to the ground, his teeth snapping in my mangled body's direction. And before I saw my eyes close while I was sprawled out on the ground, I caught a glimpse of the fevered eyes of the beautiful person Edward was restraining from ripping my body apart. Ronan.
I woke with a start, my breathing so fast I thought I was having a heart attack. I tried to sit up, but searing pain assaulted my back. I was still in the cottage, but there was a brilliant light drifting through the window. Sun in Forks? I had to be dead.
"Avs, you're awake." A perfect voice breathed, "Try not to move, the Bone Fixture hasn't set yet. I'm here, don't worry, Ava, I'm here."
I looked up at the sparkling, beautiful face, and my breathing abruptly stopped.
"Crap." I managed to croak.
The eyebrows on the beautiful face furrowed in confusion. "What?"
"I died." I felt hot tears begin to prickle in my eyes.
The sparkling face smiled. "Ava, you're not dead. You survived. You're going to be fine."
"Then why are you here?" I asked, perplexed about the fact there was an angel standing over me, "I thought angles only came when you died."
His facial features became horror-stricken when he looked at his sparkling hand. He seemed to teleport to the center of the room out of the way of the window. When I saw him out of the sunlight, I recognized him instantly.
"Ronan? Why were you... sparkling?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I felt like I belonged in a mental institution.
I could tell he noticed the stupid expression on my face after I asked him the ridiculous question. "Oh, Avs, where would you come up with something like that? You're tired and disoriented. You must have just been seeing things."
I didn't care how tired I was. I know what I saw. "Ronan you were shimmering, like thousands of diamonds…"
Ronan smirked. "Are you really going to stick with that story? I mean, come on, can you even hear yourself right now?"
My eyes narrowed. "Are you calling me crazy? I know what I saw."
"Well, I don't know what else to be calling you; you're the one who just said I was sparkling." He started laughing.
I was instantly enraged, hot tears began to form in my eyes again, so I kept my mouth shut.
After his laughing fit, Ronan said, "Okay, now why don't you get some more rest? Those drugs took a lot out of you yesterday."
"Fine." I said unwillingly. I hated surrendering, but I just needed to see him leave the room and step into some more sunlight.
I squinted my eyes enough for them to look closed, but open enough for me to faintly see Ronan's, perfect figure stand in the middle of the room.
"All the way, Avs." He told me, smirking again.
"Well, I can't seem to concentrate on sleeping while you're standing in the middle of the room staring at me." I sneered.
I just wanted to smack that cocky, adorable smirk right off his flawless face. "I was told to keep an eye on you, get you anything you needed, Avs."
"Will you stop calling me that!?" I yelled. "I have no idea where you came up with that name, but it's driving me up the wall. And you know what, I actually do need something. I'm hungry. Starving, actually. Why don't you go to the kitchen and fetch me something to eat?"
Crossing the room would cause him to step into more sunlight. I was sure I had caught him there. But his lips still remained turned up in a smirk, and he chucked a power bar at me, and it landed right below my chin.
"Bon appetite." He muttered. He was good. But not good enough.
"Um… incase you haven't noticed, basically every limb on my body has been snapped in half."
"And…?" He asked, raising his eyebrow in the way that never failed to melt my edge, but I kept sharp.
"And I'm going to need some help sitting up and eating this thing." I explained him like I would a kindergartener.
He looked at me like I was crazy again. "You have one perfectly working left arm. Use that."
A wry smile formed on my lips. "Oh. I think because I'm so crazy, I forgot how to use it. Can you help me, oh so compassionate one?"
He groaned and rolled his eyes, his hands balling up into fists. "Do you really have to be so difficult? Jacob!?"
There was no answer. He impatiently checked his watch and rolled his eyes. "Of course he sleeps. Jake!?" He called even louder.
"He's still sleeping." I heard a groggy, familiar voice say from behind me where I couldn't see. "What do you need?"
"Ness, don't come in here. She's awake."
I heard her groan. "What did you do now?"
"Could you just get Jake for me? I need his help." He replied impatiently.
"Fine. He's not going to be happy, though. You know how he is in the morning." I heard her foot steps descend farther back behind me to where I inferred the bedroom was, and after some groaning pleading for "five more minutes", two pairs of footsteps returned into the room.
The russet skinned boy that had sat at the lunch tables with the Swan-Masons walked in front of me to Ronan rubbing his eyes. His dark, shoulder length hair was mangled, and from the look of his drooping, dark eyes, I could've sworn he would fall over at any second.
"Seriously, man, what do you want at eight o'clock in the morning?" Jacob asked.
"I know this sounds weird, but I need you to feed Avs, I mean, Ava, that power bar." He said, pointing at me.
"Okay, and why did you have to wake me up when your perfectly capable of doing it your…" He looked out the window at the blaring light. "Oh."
"Exactly. Carlisle told me not to take any chances. Even with the drug she'll still remember these little things." Ronan said, rolling his eyes.
Drug?
Jacob looked at me, a warm smile on his face. "Hey, I'm Jacob incase you didn't know me." He said, reaching a hand out to me to shake. I looked at him dumbly. "Oh, right. We'll have to wait for the Bone Fixture on that one. You hungry?"
I wanted to nod, but I realized I wasn't capable. "Yeah." I said, defeated.
Jacob took the power bar off of my chest, unwrapped it, and put it in front of my mouth. I groaned and keeping an eye on Ronan, used my good arm to take it out of his hand and feed it to myself. "Thanks." I said with a smile.
"Don't mention it." He said, smiling back. He looked over at Ronan. "Mission accomplished. Can I go back to sleep now?"
"Sure." Ronan said, still standing in the middle of the room, staring at me.
I finished up my fruity power bar not long after that, keeping my eyes set on Ronan the entire time.
After a few minutes of staring down his beautiful face, he said, "You're never going to give this up, are you."
I pursed my lips. "Nope, probably not."
"Looks like we'll be here for a while then." He groaned.
"Guess so." I retorted.
After a few more moments of silent glaring, I broke the lingering quiet. "I'm not even going to bother bringing up this magical drug that's going to give me amnesia because you're obviously not going to give me any answers, but I do want you to know one thing. I know what happened to me."
There was a flash of sheer shock in his butterscotch eyes, but it was immediately replaced by unfazed ones. "What do you mean?"
"Of all people you should know. Do you recall flying into me at mass speed and breaking pretty much every bone in my body? Want to try and explain that one to me?"
He looked down. I caught him. "I'm so sorry about that, Avs. I should've been watching where I was going." He looked up at me then. "Those new high-powered jet packs have a warning on them for a reason, I guess. They're pretty hard to control."
I saw an advertisement for these new high-tech jet packs you wouldn't need to charge every five seconds of high flying on TV a few days before. But he wasn't wearing a jet pack from what I remembered. He ran into me. Not that I could see his legs or anything, they were a blur they were moving so fast. And the split second I saw Edward and Ronan on the ground, there had been no jet pack. Plus, the thing didn't come out for three more weeks.
"Seriously? You're going to try to blame your super speed and snapping your teeth at me on a jet pack that comes out in three weeks and can go up to only ten miles an hour? If you're going to lie to me, you could at least make it sound relevant. I know what I saw. And you can't take that away from me."
He smiled at me wryly. "Oh, but I can easily take that away from you," he walked over to the ottoman that was out of the sun, and started digging through what looked like a doctor's kit. He then took out a syringe and turned toward me slowly. "You want an explination on this drug? Well, here it is.
"This will make you tired, you'll sleep for awhile. You'll wake up, and you won't remember a thing. It's a fairly new drug, along with the emergency surgeon, it's only used on nearly hopeless clients laying in the middle of the street half dead and they send the emergency surgeon to save their life.
"It blocks any bacteria from entering the body while it is exposed, so it won't do you any harm. It could be used for any surgery, really, but it completely disorients its clients, so it isn't used unless it's an emergency. Carlisle picked it up from the hospital yesterday, fearing you would remember this experience when Alice had a vision of you doing so.
"Luckily your parents know where you were all weekend, and will be leaving tomorrow evening for a dinner with the twins. I'll make sure you're up in your bed okay when your parents get home, and they'll ask you about your weekend at Cindy's house, and let's hope you come up with something good."
My jaw had dropped. I was in shock. I was utterly speechless.
He walked into the sun towards me, and he sparkled as his warm eyes studied me sweetly. "You won't remember any of this. I love you, Ava Nancy Jameson. I'll see you in school Monday."
He stroked my hair and flinched, pained immediately after he did it. "Reé." He whispered; it sounded almost like a sob.
I had no time to respond to this as the syringe penetrated my skin and the drug was injected into my veins. I drifted off in almost an instant.
