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Scarlett's POV

The first thing I felt was pain. I had completely forgotten what had happened and had no clue where I was. I tried to sit up and felt an immense stabbing in my ribs. I cried out in pain and my eyelids fluttered open.

I was in a hospital bed attached to numerous wires and machines. My wrist was in a cast and I was in a gown with an oxygen mask over my face. Immediately the memories of Janice and the police came flooding back. Panic filled me. The police must just be waiting for me to recover to arrest me. I heard the machine monitoring my heart become erratic and I was desperate to get away.

Sitting up abruptly, I cried out in pain as fresh agony spouted from my ribs. I tore off the oxygen mask and started to pull out my IV and the cables that I was attached to. As I tore off the cable for the heart monitor, it sounded a loud alarm and all of a sudden I saw a man in a white coat, presumably my doctor, rush round the curtain. He was very good looking and his blonde hair was combed back in a slightly old fashioned way. He had bright golden eyes that gleamed with worry as he hurried towards me.

I panicked and tried to stand up but collapsed with pain. He caught me just before I could hit the floor, scooped me up in his strong hold and carried me back to the bed. I was kicking and screaming the whole way but his grip did not loosen.

'Shh' he said with a musical voice 'It's okay, you're okay. Take some deep breaths for me.'

I tried to stand again but he held me in place on the bed, staring at me with a concerned look.

'Calm down, you're safe. I do not want to use a sedative so just relax.' He said soothingly.

I really did not want to be sedated so I visibly relaxed and stopped fighting him.

'That's it' he soothed 'Good girl, just breathe for me'.

I peered up at him cautiously as he began reconnecting my machines and preparing another IV. He reminded me of someone but I couldn't put my finger on it. After he was finished he sat down in the chair beside my bed and wrote something on a clipboard before turning back to me.

'Can you tell me your name?' He asked.

I nervously looked around for police but saw none. Maybe he was going to try to get me to confess so that he could tell the police so I decided to only tell him basic information.

'Scarlett' I replied.

'That's a nice name' He said and offered me a reassuring smile. 'I am Doctor Carlisle Cullen and I will be tending to you during your stay here.' He informed me.

My eyes widened at his words and I let out a laugh. He just looked back with confusion.

'Is something wrong?' he questioned.

I laughed again.

'Is this a joke?' I said staring at him like he was crazy.

His eyebrows knitted together and he looked baffled.

'No, Scarlett. Are you feeling okay?' He stood to feel my temperature with his hand. It was ice cold.

I knew then that he couldn't have been joking; everything about him was exactly how Stephenie Meyer had described him. I checked his name tag which proved him to be telling the truth.

'Oh my...' My eyes widened and I started shuffling away from him. 'You're not real!'

'What's the matter Scarlett?' He said worriedly advancing towards me 'Of course I am real'

'No!' I shouted 'Stay back, please stay back!'

'What in the world...' He stood where he was and assessed my terror for a moment before turning to his doctor bag and retrieving a needle. He was going to sedate me.

'No!' I screamed again 'Don't sedate me! Please! I know who you are!'

He paused and lowered the needle curiously.

'What do you mean?' He asked.

'I know what you are' I said quietly.

A flicker of worry flashed across his face but he quickly masked it.

'And what am I?' He said.

'A...a vampire' I said nervously. Carlisle being a vampire didn't scare me because I had read how kind he was. What scared me was the fact that he was real.

His hand dropped and he looked stunned before continuing to pretend not to know what I was talking about.

'I am not a vampire Scarlett, I am your doctor. You must have hit your head.' He continued to prepare the IV again.

'Wait!' I shouted 'I know all about you! I know about Edward, Rosalie, Esme and the others. I know that you're three hundred years old and you only drink animal blood. I know about the Volturi and the Denali Coven'

He looked completely shocked as he dropped down into the chair and put the needle on the tray.

'How do you know all of this? Who told you?' He was worried but mostly curious.

'Nobody told me. You are not supposed to be real' I said.

'What do you mean?' he asked.

I prepared myself for a very long explanation. Here goes nothing...

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