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The Storm
Chapter 4
Edward P.O.V
I sat and waited. I sat and waited some more. I sat and waited longer. I looked at the clock. Bella would be in surgery for about an hour or two still. I couldn't find anything to keep my mind off of her! It was driving me crazy! I tried to think of Emmet, but then my thoughts wandered back to Bella. I tried to think of my family overall, but they wandered back to Bella. I could not think of anything that didn't remind me of her!
I finally couldn't stand it anymore, so I took a walk around, and landed in the gift shop again. I didn't buy anything, but I took awhile memorizing every single thing in the gift shop. I memorized the food, newborn baby stuff, get-well cards, get well presents, wrapping paper, pretty much anything in sight. I walked out, and sat on the chair again. I listened to Charlie's thoughts for some entertainment.
Does Cullen have ADHD? He honestly can't sit still for a few hours? I know he loves my daughter, but jeeze; can't he be without her for a few hours while she's in surgery? After hearing that, I decided I didn't want to hear any more. I managed to sit still for an hour and a half when a nurse came out.
"Isabella Swan's family?" she called. This one was an old nurse, so she didn't have vulgar thoughts. "You can see her now. She's in Room 436, but she's still asleep, she might not wake up for a few hours or so, so don't get worried if she doesn't. I'll take you to her room." The nurse told us. Charlie and I followed her into Bella's room.
There my angel was, lying peacefully in the horrible hospital beds. She was so beautiful when she slept. I walked over to her, as did Charlie, and I sat on the chair on one side of her bed, and he sat in the chair on the other side of her bed. I held her poor little hand. She had lots of wires going in and out of her, and I didn't like it. Her leg was all bandaged up in a cast and held up in the air. She had some stitches in her head, along with a lot of minor bruises.
I gently kissed her cheek, and then looked at Charlie. He looked sad. "My poor baby girl. I wish I woulda spent some more time with her. Oh Bella, please be all right!" Charlie thought. I didn't blame him. He wasn't very open about his emotions, just like Bella, but he still loved her to death.
We just waited for her to wake up, waiting, and waiting watching the nurses come in and out, doing stuff to her wires, when…………….
Oh cliffy, I know! Sry I haven't updated, but with the holiday season, Yikes!