I liked the reviews! Oh, and by the way, exams are over now. I'm pretty sure I failed all of them, but I'm not sure. One of them could've been a 70. (J/K).

But I know you still don't care! Story on!

Disclaimer: Maybe I could find a way to own Twilight.....naw, forget it. Too much work.

"What am I going to do with you, Bella? I thought you promised," Edward said.

"Come on Edward, you know better than that. And I've been meaning to talk to you about that. What did you mean, 'attempted escapes'?"

"Honestly, did you honestly think you could get out of this hospital without me knowing? Especially with Alice watching you right now."

"I'm hurt. Like I couldn't go to get surgery without having a psycic(sp?) watching me."

He chuckled. "Haha. Is there anything I can get you?"

"A lawyer?I'm being held against my will. That ain't right."

He rolled his eyes. "I'm going down to Carlisle's office to get something to read. A nurse is going to come in and put you to sleep so they can start the surgery. Even though I'll probably be back by then, if I'm not, be good. Please?"

He waited for my answer. I didn't say anything. "Please?" he pleaded me.

I sighed. "Fine. Whatever."

"Thank you." And with that, he left.

I snickered behind his back. Suckerrrrrr...

I reached over and plucked the tv remote off the coffee table next to the bed and snapped it on.

Tv news; boring. Flick(changing the channel)

A documentary on monkeys; um,no. Flick

A black and white moster movie marathon like the one I'd watched at Edwards house; are you serious?! Flick

Tv news again; aw, come on! Click; I turned it off. The hospital only had 3 channels. Nice.

I heard he door open and I looked up to see a male nurse with a needle in his hand come in.

"Hello, Bella. Are you ready to have you're surgery?"

"You're kidding, right?"

He shook his head, chuckling.

"And I'm not getting a shot, if that's what that needle's for."

He smirked. "I'm not sure you have a choice," he said, guesturing to the IV pouch.

He walked over. I knew that once he got that drug in me, I wasn't gonna know up from down. I panicked and did the first thing I could think of.

I hit him.

I don't mean like a punch or a slap, but I just pushed him. He staggered back, not expecting that. I felt a prick in my wrist and heard a clattering noise. I looked down and saw that the IV had fallen out of my wrist! Awesome, I was so out of here!

I jumped out of the bed and went toward the door. But the nurse jumped up and grabbed me.

"Wait, wait, what are you doing?!"

"Refusing to be cut open, that's what I'm doing!"

I pushed him off of me and ran out the door. Freedom, sweet freedom! It was almost here!

I got to the end of the hallway and was 2 feet away from the door before my clumsy dissability crippled me and went sprawling to the ground.

I sat up and rubbed my butt. Someone's hand was offered to me to help me up.

"Thanks," I said, grabbing it and standing up. I wasn't until i had my bearings that I realized the hand was cold.

Ice cold.

Edward smirked at me. "Alice called."

Dang.

Now come on you guys, you didn't honestly think I was going to leat a female nurse get slapped across the face, did you? Unless you want me to. If I get 20 reviews telling me make a nurse get slapped, I will. Should I?