Disclaimer: Do I still have to do this? I don't own anything! (Not even my own cat!)
AN: The story will be getting more interesting. )... I hope. (But come on, don't ya want to find out what happened to her?)
As I rode home, I decided to take thinking positively off part of my plan. I argued with myself about this and I came to a conclusion. I am a realist and thinking of happy things was way too overrated. But there were still some things that I absolutely had forbidden myself from thinking about.
So I meditated on some details of they day I had almost forgotten about. One of them was why my neck started burning early this morning. It didn't make any sense. It was way to early to start that. I mean the new moon is in another month! "Hmm, but it didn't start. It only lasted for about a minute." - Maybe it was warning you? - "Warning me against what?" - I don't know... the Cullens perhaps. I shrugged inside. "That was a possibility. But why?" - Maybe... the venom reacted to the... oh I don't know! I have no idea about any of this stuff. - I had a flashback and the image I now saw was a dirty ceiling with unmentionables dripping off. There was one section of the ceiling that was entirely missing. It was a new moon tonight. The only light in the sky came from the stars.
I was strapped to the last of the many rows of beds. Isaac was in the bed next to me but I couldn't turn my head to look at him. The thing that brought me here was standing over me now. His teeth shining as he pulled out a needle in his right hand and a cloth in his left. I remember that he looked tired and worn out. ... But determined.
We had reached home when I just remembered that Charlie didn't have any food in the house.
"Oh Charlie, I forgot, I need to go the store and get edible stuff. Where is the nearest grocery?"
"Um its past the hospital on the right next to the gas station on HWY. 31." [I don't have any real clue where the grocery is. I don't know if there is a HWY. 31 or any of this. I just made it up. It is fan fiction. He looked embarrassed that he didn't have any food. "I'm sorry Bells. I'm not used to having to feed anyone but me."
"That's fine. I'm used to fixing up stuff by myself. Really, it's cool. I have to get used to things here too. How about I make... spaghetti tonight?"
"Sounds like a plan." He grinned and unlocked the door to the house. "Oh, do you want me to drive you there?"
"Uh... no, I thank I can handle it." I smiled shyly as I went from one car to another.
I put the keys into ignition and winced as the car boomed into life. "Gonna have to get used to that as well." I slowly pulled out of the driveway being so careful someone might get hurt because I was moving so slow. "Now, where did he say the store was? HWY. 31? Next to a gas station? Right...yeah, on the right of the hospital." - Your probably going to need a hospital. - "I always need a hospital. I mean come on. I'm bad luck, cursed! " - Then why did you go by yourself? Are you crazy? Now you're in for it. - "Maybe things have changed a little since then."
I drove passed the hospital and ingrained the location into my mind. There was a light up ahead. I was about to turn when I black car zoomed in front of me with ease. I screamed. It looked like it w as going to hit me. It was going so fast! I sat at the green light awhile till my breath caught up with me. "Who the crap was that? Oh, if my dad was here..." I giggled at the thought of what Charlie would do.
I was still sitting in front of the light until the black Mercedes wasn't even a speck anymore. "I wonder where the fire is?" I shrugged and turned onto HWY. 31.
Something about that expensive car struck a cord in my heart. Not the car. No. The fact that it was leaving. -That's stupid. You don't even know if it is leaving. - "Yeah, whoever was in the car is leaving... I just know it." - And why are you making this a big deal. So what! It's just a car. - "I don't know when it's coming back." I felt an emptiness creep into my heart. An emptiness that I thought was already there. Apparently it patched itself up and then ripped the stitches out again. "Ugh, I don't feel so good." I said aloud. -Holy Crow! Why are you making a molehill into a mountain? Not even a molehill... and ant hill...- "Hey I can't help it! ... I have to get food now."
I walked into the store and grabbed the necessities first. Bread, milk, eggs... and macadamia nuts. Then I head for pasta stuff and went through a list that was in ingrained in my head since I was seven years old. Though it was a bit different because the store didn't have as many things as the grocery did back home. I did as best I could with the money Charlie gave me. I came out with 4 armloads of food and hurt in the morning. Everything was so much cheaper here than it was in Phoenix.
I was about to take my last trip out when I slipped on the mat and hit my head on the doorway spilling the orange juice and squashing the grapes... and bleeding on my forehead.
"Idiot. How can anybody slip on a mat for crying out loud!?" I thought as someone called 911. I didn't think it was that bad. I was just trying hard not to barf. I stopped breathing through my nose. That helped a little. The smell of blood was making me nauseous. I heard someone scream. "What's wrong? It seriously can't be that bad..." Then I felt the pain in my leg. I looked down and saw that it was in an entirely unnatural position. Warm liquid made it's way down my face. I felt it on my cheek close to my nose. "Oh crap!" Those were the last words I could remember before I completely blacked out.
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Well it wasn't as bad as some people thought. I guess they've just never seen someone fall like that with blood dripping and a leg twisted. "Well, they just gonna have to get used to it. Cuz Bella's in Town now!" - You have an odd sense of humor. - I smiled at myself but it faded when I saw the tubes in my arm. "Great! I'm a human pin cushion." - Ha, you said the same thing about Justin Leacher in Phoenix. - "Who?" -You know the guy with so many body piercing he was his own method of torture. - "Oh, yeah, that guy. He was a pin cushion." I giggled at the image I had of him. -What is up with all your giggling lately? - "Oh, that's easy to explain. I'm going insane."
- Ah, figures.
I heard heavy footsteps on the other side of my door. Anyone could recognize the sound that Charlie's police boots made. "Come on in Ch, Dad." I called to him, knowing he was debating whether or not to disturb me. The door opened and the universal face of a concerned parent poked out of the opening.
"Oh, your up." He carefully stepped in.
"Yeah, why, what time is it?" I had no memory of ever leaving the store... or being hooked up to all this technical stuff. I just remember someone saying, a doctor I guess, that it wasn't bad and that I could go home as soon as I woke up if I wanted to.
"Oh, its around five." Charlie said shyly like a kid that thought he was about to get in trouble.
"In the morning?" Charlie nodded. I groaned. "How long have I been here?" I asked trying to sit up.
"Um, since about 6 o'clock yesterday. I think you can leave now if you want to and go back home. I think I just have to get the doctor."
"Can I go back to school? I have time to get ready right?"
"You want to go to school today?" I nodded. "Well, I'm sure it would be ok." He was confused. Probably thinking that I wouldn't miss a chance to miss school like most kids. "I could ask Dr. Cullen if that's a good idea."
My eyes bulged. "Dr. Cullen? He was my doctor?" Charlie nodded, even more confused by my expression.
"Are you in pain? What's wrong sweetie?" I barely heard him say. I was already far away seeing images I had been trying to keep at bay for a while.
The thing put the needle to my neck. He didn't pierce through my skin; He was just letting the acidic smelling liquid settle on my pale flesh. He also squirted some on his cloth then he put the needle down and pulled out a lighter and set it beside my head. It was in a position that would make it easy to grab and use as quickly as possible. I remember he smiled at me. I wanted to gag. Then his smile grew into something... otherworldly.
"Miss Swan? Can you hear me?" A cool melodic voice brought me out of my secret past.
I mumbled something incoherent. "Good. You scared us for moment Bella. You can go home now if you like." I looked at who was speaking. It was Dr. Cullen.
"Of course..." I said referring to it being the vampire that was talking to me but he took it as a reply that I wanted to go home now.
"Okay, we'll get this IV out, you can change and go home." He smiled warmly at me. But I could see something under the surface... like distraught agitation and sadness. I think he noticed I was scrutinizing him and stood up straighter and commented, "You know I don't think I've seen a lot o f cases where they hit there head, or have a concussion and they immediteatly start bleeding. Usually it internal."
"Yeah, well I'm special." I said jokingly then smiled genuinely at him. -Hello! - He's a vampire idiot! No fraternizing with the eternally damned Bella. - "I don't think he's bad. I mean look at him. Does he look like a mean vicious thing of evil?" - No, but you said the same thing about Elmo and you had years of nightmares because of him. - "You got to be kidding me. That was like 12 years ago." - Still doesn't make it any less true. - "Ok, now you're just being ridiculous."
"But can I go back to school today? It's only my second day and I don't want to miss anything."
Dr. Cullen stared at me awhile, calculating if it was safe for me to go back.
- This is soo weird. I mean. He is a blood-sucking vampire! And here you are just sitting there like a cow grazing in front of a butcher's shop! - "Oh shut up! Look at him. His eyes, they're not red or black. There gold. That has to mean something right? And I mean he IS a doctor. Don't you think people might get a little suspicious if their doctor always has the patients with loss of blood? He has to have an enormous amount of control to work here! Remember what Jessica said, the Cullens have been here for two years! People may be stupid but don't ya think they would notice if people kept dying when under supervision of Dr. Cullen?" - You got a point. But it's still really creepy. And did you already forget Edward? He didn't have gold eyes... - "Oh gosh, I forgot, if I go back to school I'll have to sit next to him again. I'm not sure if I can take that. Ugh, I have to sit all this semester with him..." The thought of Edward for some reason sparked the emptiness I felt when I saw the Mercedes leave. "And yet I wouldn't mind spending the rest of my life with him." I stated to myself. I don't know why, but I know that's what I felt deep inside. - Weird... -
I saw Dr. Cullen move to my side and take down the IV bag. "Sure, I think you can go back to school. Just take it easy and I'll write you a note to get out of gym." - "SWEET!"-
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Charlie drove me to school again. I would have object if I hadn't had my slip yesterday. We had just left the house after leaving the hospital.
"Dr. Cullen sure is nice isn't he? He really knows what he's doing." Charlie stated. "I just wish other people respected him more. He deserves it. He could work at any hospital he wanted and he works here. I think he should get more respect. I mean raising a bunch of kids is hard work, especially adopted teenagers. And they are all so well behaved! I admit I thought we would have trouble with them but they are more mannerly than some kids who have lived here all their lives."
I looked at Charlie astonished. I have never in my entire life heard him say that much in one blow. I just nodded. I didn't feel like talking about them at this moment.
"Well, most of them anyway. One of his sons took his car and left yesterday." Charlie shrugged. I suppose he had a good reason. But man that kid was flying. Well, I'm sure that was why Carlisle was a bit upset when I saw him yesterday when I first came to see you." –So, Edward was the one leaving. - "How do you know?" – I know. He paused, "You sure did give me a scare." It sounded like he was done. Or at least he didn't know how to continue. I patted his shoulder letting him know I got the point. He loves me.
I stepped out of the car as carefully as I could. I met Mike on the sidewalk and he walked me to my first class, I'm sure he was hoping I would fall and he would have the honor of picking me and if need be carrying me to the nurse's office. I grimaced as I stumble and I saw Mike's head shoot up and look disappointed, as I didn't fall.
"So, I guess I better get to my class now. I'm glad your doing better Bella. You had us all worried." He sounded sincere.
- He's probably thinking what he's going to do when you fall or do something that's going to hurt yourself. - "Oh Shu-... eh, I'm probably right." I shrugged and headed into my first class.
AN: I really want to make Bella super duper clumsy. I always see her falling all over the place. And I'm trying to work with Bella talking to herself. I was feeling that this story was getting kind of depressing so that's sort of going to be a comic relief thing. REVIEW!!! REVIEW LIKE THE WIND!