A/N: Sorry this chapters a bit short guys, I just didn't want to draw it out unnecessarily.
I do not own Twilight or it's characters.
Edward had reluctantly agreed to give me some time to myself after he finished speaking with Carlisle. I guess he figured since I was already in the hospital there wasn't too much that could happen to me. I asked him to ask his family to leave, I knew most if not all of them had been in the waiting room with him all night. It wasn't that I wasn't grateful for their presence, but I was so embarrassed as it was. Alice had stopped by briefly before she left, telling me that she understood I needed some time to myself and she wouldn't look into my future for the next few hours. I think she was still waiting for me to become hysterical again, and wanted to give me some privacy to do it in.
Thankfully I wasn't hooked up to any IVs anymore. Knowing how much they irritated me, Carlisle had removed the one that had been in my arm overnight once I was sufficiently hydrated. My guess was he was trying to put me in as little additional pain as possible, considering the circumstances. I appreciated Carlisle's medical experience now more than ever; I knew he had probably dealt with rape victims before, and understood that I needed some time to myself.
The hospital was very busy tonight, apparently there was a huge pile up of cars on the interstate. Even in a private room, I could hear the rushing of nurses and the cries of people in pain very clearly in the hall. The noise was excruciating; I felt like each cry of pain represented one of my own I had been repressing. I really empathized with Jasper right now. I glanced at the wall clock and decided it was now or never.
I hadn't wanted to deceive the Cullens like this, but I needed to get out of this hospital. They just didn't understand how much I needed to be in my own bed. I hadn't counted on Alice being blind to my future for the next few hours, or the distraction of the accident victims, but they both played perfectly into my escape plan.
The nurse had made her rounds about five minutes ago, which meant that I had about half an hour until she would notice I was gone. And that was if she wasn't recruited into helping with the accident victims. I had noticed my bag of personal belongings at the foot of the bed earlier when Edward was here. That's when I decided I might be able to pull this off.
I gingerly removed the scratchy white sheet from my body and carefully pulled my legs over the side of the bed, ignoring the pain in my chest. Slowly, I stood from the bed and steadied myself on my feet. This was not going to be easy, I thought to myself as I reached for the bag of clothing.
After painfully putting on my clothes and shoes, and locating my bag with my wallet and keys, I crept up to the door, glancing out to make sure the coast was clear. I had stacked pillows under the hospital sheets to make it look like I was sleeping, just like I had when I was eleven and snuck out to a slumber party Renee had grounded me from attending.
The nurse was away from the triage desk, and the only people in the hallway seemed to be patients waiting for beds. I took the opportunity and slipped out of my room, closing the door behind me, and made my way to the elevator. No one seemed to look at me twice as I maneuvered through the busy hospital, and why should they? I was dressed in plain clothing and kept my head down. As the front doors came into view I couldn't believe my plan had worked!
As the cold evening air hit my face with the automatic doors swing, I searched the waiting line of cars for an empty cab. Ignoring the stabbing pain in my head and ribs, I hurried to an empty taxi at the head of the line. As I hopped in the back and gave the driver my address, I was grimly reminded of the time in Phoenix when I had deceived the Cullens to meet James at the ballet studio. I shook the memory from my head and tried to relax as Forks hospital disappeared behind me.