Insane

"Bella, please, tell me," Alice begged, her eyelids fluttering shut before she jerked back awake.

"Alice, I already promised. I'll tell you as soon as Edward comes back. If Edward comes back," I added the last part to myself, fear overtaking me. What if Edward doesn't' come back? I would even want him as a figment of my imagination, whether than not here at all. No matter how weird that sounds.

"Why can't you tell me now?" she whined, her head drooping again. Emmett and Rosalie left hours earlier. Rosalie was concerned, but trusted me to tell her tomorrow. Emmett was still overly exuberant about his book he said he would write. He swore he would call it 'Bella's got a crush on a Dead Guy.' I will cheerfully beat him to death if he does. Jasper left just after Alice pouted and said she would be fine by herself.

"Because I would feel better if it was more private. I wouldn't want a doctor to think I was mentally impaired. And besides those two facts, I really don't want to talk about it right now," I said, looking around the all white waiting room. "Alice go home. You look dead."

"I feel dead. I guess you're right. Please tell me tomorrow. First chance you get," she said as she stumbled across the room slightly.

The doors closed signaling her leave, while another one opened.

"Ms. Swan?" a doctor said aloud while looking down at his charts, flipping through them.

"Yes? Is Edward okay?" I asked, yet to see the doctors face still hidden behind the charts.

"Oh he is perfect. There is no longer a need for you to sit in the waiting room. Please go home," the mechanical voice of the doctor said.

His chart lifted down.

His face even looked mechanical. There was no force to the happiness on his face. His smile was not fake. His teeth were a pearly white. He never stopped smiling.

"Where's Edward?" I questioned. I had a strange urge to follow the doctor's orders and go home.

"Edward is perfectly fine, receiving treatment for his illness. Do not check back in. Please go home," the doctor said again, his smile never faltering. As I turned, my glasses fell off. I didn't usually wear them, only when I had been reading. The strange doctor reached down and picked them up, his finger's resting on the lenses. I'd clean them later. I nodded my thanks to him and put them in my pocket.

I walked out the door. My car wasn't far off. My feet walking noisily on the pavement; something felt very wrong. I checked over my shoulder to see the robotic doctor standing there, his features showing no emotion. Even the smile was gone. But his eyes showed everything: victory. I dug my keys out of my pocket, rattling them into the car door.

That one loud, distracting noise snapped me out of my trance. What was I doing? I can't just leave Edward in there. Not the Edward I love, my Edward.

I peeked over my shoulder. The strange doctor wasn't standing there. Something about him was dangerous. He mind as well have taped a sign to his perfect forehead that read 'stay away.' That's exactly what I was going to do.

I walked back much more quietly. The door didn't make any noise because I literally squeezed through a tiny crack. There was no one in the waiting room, except for a nurse that was asleep on the desk. Very professional, I thought.

I snuck through the door the doctor came out of, and checked through the medical charts.

Edward: Room 203 was scratched out. And written next to it was moved.

Moved? Angry voices filled my ears. "What! You let her go?! She already knows too much!" The first voice roared, sending echoes down the hall.

"Because she seemed to listen to me, and I don't think it's necessary to ruin another's life," the familiar doctor said, seeming all to calm. I bet that stupid smile was still on his face. I inched along the wall, getting closer to the argument.

"She will come back! They were obviously in love! She will forget that spell you put on her. Trust me," the first voice murmured the end, and I heard them walking farther. I followed after them.

"Edward… or it, it wouldn't stop talking about her. He kept on saying 'where's Bella?' For the love of all that's holy! He basically dead, a whole other species of human; shouldn't those emotions vanish? His whole bodily function shut down. The only human part of him is normal reactions," the first voice questioned, his pace quickening.

"It wasn't a spell. Merely fumes that are very convincing. You can't even begin to comprehend what this will do to the world. Panic. They'd kill him. Humans are unyielding to what they do not understand. Not even the government could stop them," the doctor stated, both of there walking becoming even faster.

"And I'm in the government. I know it would be a lost cause. So what are we going to do? Keep him a secret? This isn't the same as Area 51. People passed that off as a myth because they thought it impossible. They are more educated; the younger people have a will to believe anything is possible," the first person said grimly. He was obviously in the government.

"Here we are," the doctor announced. I looked around the corner. He put his finger tip above the green flashing screen.

"Access granted," the machine stated. Pete's sake! How am I going to get in now? When they walked in I rounded the corner. I decided to wait till they walked out. I knew my plan.

Simple, yet complicated. I was going to break Edward out. I already felt horrible. I can't believe me, Isabella Swan, is about to break laws.

I hid behind a water fountain, waiting for the two men to walk out. I pulled out my cell phone. It rang a few times. I need to talk to someone who would overreact.

"Hello?" a tired Rosalie answered. "Bella?" she asked uncertain.

"Yeah it's me. Listen I need you're help."

I told her everything. I felt bad for not telling Alice first, but she would freak and be down here in two milliseconds and ruin everything with being to loud.

"Oh my god," she whispered, sounding dumbfounded.

"Exactly, in case I need help, I'll call you. Okay?" I asked just to make sure she was in.

"Yeah, sure; are you positive you don't want me to come down there. I'll come bail you out when you get into trouble," Rosalie said, sounding like she was about to pass out.

I hung it up, and looked back around the corner. Just as I did, the two doctors walked out.

"He's knocked out cold. Shouldn't be up for hours not unless someone messes with him," the doctor said, looking around cautiously to make sure that didn't actually happen.

"I'll check back up in the morning and tell you what we will decide to do with him," the government man said, patting the doctor on the back. The doctor nodded then walked right past me without noticing.

Once he was out of view, I went up to the green screen. It said nothing. How was I going to get in?

An idea rushed through my head. The glasses. I fumbled with them as I pulled them out of my pocket.

I put them in the lights direction and found the fingerprints. Two of them.

I held the glasses over the screen. "Access granted."

The metal door opened, sliding into the wall. My heart thudded.

Edward was laying there, dark circles under his eyes. His messy bronze hair fell into his pale white face. He defiantly looked dead.

I walked over to him, and put my shaking hand on his shoulder.

"Edward? Edward, wake up," his eyes fluttered as I said this.

"Bella? Oh Bella, you're really here. They're testing on me. They said there going to kill me. I can't die, not now. Not when I finally got everything I wanted. I finally got you," he said sounding choked.

"I love you Edward, hold on. I'll get you out," I said fiercely. Then I realized why he was terrified. His words ran through my head. 'I'd rather die.' He would rather die than be tested on.

"Put you're arm around my shoulder," I commanded, pulling his arm around my shoulder.

"Bella, you can't carry me. Why don't call Emmett?" he said looking warily around.

"No time. We've got to get out now," I said roughly, pulling him up. He had little help to give. He was so weak.

Right when we got to the door, loud alarms sounded. "Oh gee, what did we do now?" I groaned towing Edward with me. Dust swirled around us then I saw why. There were lasers everywhere; alarms.

"Hey! Hey stop!" I heard someone grunt as they began to run faster.

Edward looked behind him and all hope faded in his eyes. "Oh no," he murmured and then rushed out a sentence. "Bella I love you. Please know that, promise me you'll do what I ask," He pleaded. I didn't have much time to think. Edward dropped to the floor beside me, letting out a groan when he hit.

"Run!" he gasped. I couldn't. I knelt beside him.

"I'm not leaving you," I said. I knew something bad would happen to both of us. I kissed his dead frozen lips as the thundering footsteps got closer.

"Don't fight me. It will make it worse," the once cheery man said darkly, sticking a needle into my arm. The last thing I saw was Edward's head hit the floor.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Ugh. Stop beeping. I reached over to touch my alarm clock but my hand hit air, and something tug on my arm. That was weird.

I cracked one eye open.

The room was dim. It wasn't my room.

"Who is in this room?" a male said from outside the door. I heard papers flipping.

"Ms. Swan. In fact her friends are waiting to see her," an older male answered. This made no sense. Then last nights events flooded into my head. Oh no. Edward.

I have to save Edward. I jumped out of the bed and felt the tugging again. I looked down. There was a needle in my arm.

The door opened.

"Ms. Swan calm down. Lay back down. Don't make me give you the medicine," he threatened, pulling a needle out. I knew immediately that would make me go to sleep. I can't sleep. I have to save Edward.

"Where's Edward?" I asked feebly, scared for the answer.

"Who is Edward?" the second man asked, the one who asked who was in this room.

"She's delirious. Edward is a figment of her imagination. Poor thing, she went crazy at 17 when her parents got a divorce," he said whispering the last part in the man's ear.

"Would you like to see you're friends?" the doctor asked kindly, talking to me like a child.

"Yes. They'll tell you Edward is real," I said firmly. Worry lined the doctor's brow.

"Come in. Two at a time though. We wouldn't want to upset her," he said to them outside of the door.

Rosalie and Alice walked in. Alice smiled kindly at me, while Rosalie looked worried.

"Guess what Bella? They said they may release you for a couple of hours so you can go shopping with us! Of course a couple of doctors may have to go…" Alice started but I raised my hand at her to stop. I looked strait at Rosalie.

"Rosalie? I told you last night. I told you who Edward was. Don't you believe me?" I begged, questioning my sanity.

Rosalie looked startled, and her questioning eyes probed mine.

"Who's Edward?"

Wow. You all review fast. I'm bumping it up to 20 before I update. Ha. That's a good cliff hanger. Anyhow, as promised, it is a small bit longer. I was taken off guard by how many reviews I got, expecting more time to write: p. don't stop reading though. IF you read this chapter well, you would understand why this chapter ended like that.