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Ready, Set, Go!
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
There goes my alarm, again. Why can't it just disappear so that I can sleep? Without opening my eyes, I try to slap my arm to the general direction of the clock, but I can't find my arms. I struggle against the strong barrier pushing on my arms, but I can't feel them. I try to open my eyes, to see the weight resting on my arms, but I can't find those either, why can't I see anything but the black of my eyelids? I try to sit up, but something restricts me. I can't find my legs, so I can get out of my bed. Why can't I move?
Beep.
Beep.
Beep.
The 'beeping' noise is getting faster now, and I can hear other sounds as my thoughts begin to get fuzzy, and I can feel myself losing consciousness again. The voices around me rise, and I feel electric pulses flooding through my body, it's a strange feeling. Someone shouts, "Clear!" And I feel the electric pulse again. Is that my Dad shouting? Why is he in my room? But where is the electric pulse coming from? I bet it's Emmett, playing some stupid prank on me.
"Clear!" The voice shouts again. Is that Carlisle? I wondered as another pulse passed through me. I can feel myself start to calm down from whatever was happening before. The voices quiet down until it's just background noise, I can easily tune it out now if I wanted too.
"That was too close for me to feel comfortable with her induced like this. We need to wake her up; she might have another panic attack if we don't, and this time we might not be able to help her." Someone said, but it was fading along with my consciousness. What does that mean? Where am I? I tried to think back, but my brain wouldn't let me. Sleep was invading all of my thoughts, and no matter how much I sent it to the back of my mind, it kept crawling back, tugging at my closed eyelids as I drifted into unconsciousness.
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This time, when I woke up, I was just as confused as before. I cautiously peeked an eye open, relieved to see the bright lights above my head. Closing my eyes again, I took my time moving the rest of my limbs, flexing my fingers on my left hand, and then stretching out my arm, then repeating it with my right. I curled the toes on my left foot, bending my knees up and then stretching out my leg; then repeating it with my right. I moved my neck in a circular movement, wincing when it cracked a bit. Opening my eyes again, I looked around the room and I knew, from the countless times I'd been here before in my life, that I was in Forks hospital. The illuminating light made my eyes water, making me wonder how long I had had them closed, the walls were white and the bed was hard and lumpy, I was propped up by 3 different pillows. Grey carpet by the door changed to dull linoleum as it got closer to the bed. There was a TV in the far corner playing some old video, by watching it for a few moments; I could tell it was a romance with a bit of action and drama. A girl was withering around on the floor, while some vampires fought in the background.
To the left of the TV, there was a small door, which was open, showing me it was a bathroom. I could just see the sink which looked like it had something orange on top of it, my toothbrush! The thought of being able to brush my teeth was extremely appealing right now, so I carefully sat up, swinging my legs over the side of the bed. I grabbed hold of the railing by my bed, and pulled myself up, stretching and it felt surprisingly good, but my bladder was calling to me, so I took a shaky step forward, managing to make it to the bathroom without falling. I collapsed on to the toilet, exhausted and took a few deep breaths, I guess I shouldn't have come by myself, but I was here now. I reached for the toothbrush without standing up, managing to brush my teeth without much effort and I felt so much cleaner. I relieved my bladder and then made my way back to my bed.
Lying down on my bed my head was spinning, I put my hands to it to try and stop the blood that was pounding right my brain, giving me the feeling of an intense migraine, making my eyes screw up. When it finally calmed down to a normal headache, I dropped my arms and fell back against the pillow, closing my eyes. Just as I was thinking about pressing the nurse button to get some food, Dr Carlisle Cullen walked into my room without looking up from the clipboard he had in his hand. He walked up towards my head, still not looking at me.
"Ahem." I cleared my throat, taking him by surprise, his eyes widened and he put his free hand over his heart, while I chuckled at him.
"Bella! You're awake." He stated.
"I am." I grinned, "Though I don't remember why I'm here anyway." I screwed up my face in concentration; the last thing I remembered was getting ready for the game in my room with Alice, Rosalie and Angela.
"Aah, well that was to be expected, you hit your head pretty hard." He noted, writing something down on his clipboard.
"Yeah, I noticed." I grimaced.
"What's that?" He asked, looking up at me, concerned.
"When I went to the bathroom earlier, my head started pounding." I told him.
"Bella." He warned, sternly. "Why did you go to the bathroom on your own? Do you know how dangerous that could be for you?"
"I'm sorry, but I really needed to brush my teeth." I excused myself.
"How did you get over there, anyway? You were attached to an IV." He asked me, confused.
I looked down, there, on the floor was my IV, not even attached the machine.
"How'd that happen?" I asked.
"I'm not sure, I'll have to go and see who put that in and ask them about it." He said, writing it on a separate notepad.
"Oh, okay. So, what happened?" I asked.
"Well," He started, walking around to the other side of my bed. "I believe you were pushed down the stairs at the game you went to." He sat down on the chair next to my bed.
"Huh. I only remember getting ready with Alice, Rose and Angela."
"Well, we think your memory will start coming back to you, but Edward saw the whole thing, he was pretty annoyed that he couldn't get to you faster to prevent it from happening." He rolled his eyes. "He's always so self-blaming."
"Yes, he is." I agreed. "Who pushed me?"
"I'm told it was Lauren Mallory?" He told, although it sounded like a question, I merely shrugged at him.
"Hey Carlisle, what day is it?" I asked, confused.
"It's Friday." He told me, grimacing.
"Friday! The game was on Tuesday!" I near shouted.
"Yeah, you've been out for a while. Mostly because we put you in an induced coma."
"Yeah, I know." I nodded lightly.
"What? How?" He asked, sitting up straighter.
"Because I woke up earlier and I couldn't move and then loads of people stating shouting 'Clear'". I told him.
"You were awake then?" He asked, shocked. "I bet that's why you had the panic attack, because you woke up and you couldn't move. I'm correct?"
"Yes, I guess."
"Right. Well, I must be off and find those nurses who put the IV in your arm, I can't see the need to put it back in, but if you feel ill or anything, you must press the call button immediately, okay?" He asked in doctor voice.
"Yes Sir." I smiled.
"Good girl." He muttered, ducking down to kiss my forehead before walking over to the door.
"You really gave us a scare there Bells, you know you're like a daughter to Esme and I don't you." He smiled affectionately.
"Yeah, I do. You know you're like my second parents, right?"
"Yeah, I do. Love you Bella."
"Love you too Carlisle."
He smiled and then closed the door behind him. I leaned back and closed my eyes with a sigh until I heard the door open again; I looked up to see Carlisle grinning at me.
"I'd prepare yourself Bella, Alice's visiting time starts in about 20 seconds, and she knows you're awake now. She's a bit excited." He winked at me and I groaned.
"Thanks," I rolled my eyes as he laughed and left the room.
I barely had time to prepare myself for the pixie that ran through my door exactly 20 seconds later.
"ISABELLA SWAN! Don't EVER do that to me EVER EVER again!" I winced and looked to the door again, surprised to see Rose, Emmett, Jasper and Edward already sat down.
"Bella! Are you even listening to me?" I groaned, sitting up and holding my head, leaning forward. It was pounding again.
"Alice, stop shouting." I said quietly, although it sounded like shouting in my own head.
"Oh my god, Bella. I'm sooo sorry. Are you okay?"
"Yeah, just give me a minute." I panted out through gritted teeth, I felt her sit down beside me on the hard, plastic chair, and I could smell Edward next to me, helping me get over the pain. The pounding suddenly stopped and I let out a breath, falling back into the pillows breathing heavily. I opened my eyes after a few seconds, looking round at the worry etched on my friends' faces, particularly Alice and Edward.
"I'm fine, guys. Honestly." I waved my hand nonchalantly.
"No, you're not Bella. You just spent two minutes clutching your head in agony."
"2 minutes!" I asked disbelievingly. It felt more like 10.
"Yes, love. Are you sure you're okay?" Edward asked, moving closer to me, sitting on the bed beside me, I scooted closer to the edge so he could sit beside me and we both leaned back onto the cushions.
"Yes, I really am, the headaches come and go anyway. It's what's expected when you hit your head."
I kissed him quickly on the lips and started a conversation up with Jasper.
After about an hour of conversation, Carlisle walked back in. Edward has his arm around my shoulder, Alice was perched on the bottom of my bed with my legs on her lap. Jasper was on a chair next to her and Emmett was sat in the recliner from the corner with Rose on his knee. We were all watching a chick flick on the small television in the corner.
"I found out about who did that." He told me, pointing towards my IV machine.
"Oh, yeah? Who was it?"
"Some new intern called Victoria, but after looking in on her, I learned her last name is Mallory." I gasped.
"Do you think, maybe..." I didn't need to finish because he was nodding.
"It appears that Lauren asked her to do such a thing, apparently she was angry that she pushed you so in retaliation to her own actions, she did that."
"But that doesn't make any sense Carlisle!"
"I know Bells, we're trying to get it all sorted out now."
When everyone left, I was finally able to get some well needed rest, but a large bang in the night woke me up. My eyes were groggy as I opened them, and the moonlight was shining on the wall in an odd way. I heard the bang again, and I saw it was coming from outside my door. At first, I thought it was one of my Doctors, coming to check on me. But then I saw the shadow on the floor.
Whoever it was; had a gun.
I looked around frantically, looking for something to fend off the attacker, or maybe even call someone to help me. I noticed a silver object gleaming on the corner and I picked it up, realising it was Edward's cell. He must have left it earlier today. I picked it up and frantically searched through the contacts until I found 'Dad'. It didn't even come into my head to ring Charlie, with him being Chief of 'fricken Police.
"Edward?" Carlisle answered, confused.
"Carlisle!" I whispered frantically.
"Bella? What's wrong, why do you have Edward's phone?"
"Carlisle, help me please." I sobbed.
"What Bella, tell me what's wrong!" He shouted. I heard Edward, Alice and Esme's confused questions in the background, the door banged again,
"Bella what was that noise?" He asked and I could hear him moving around and car keys jingling.
"I don't know! Someone's trying to get in, they've got a gun Carlisle!" I whispered.
"What, Bella how do you know they've got a gun?" I heard Edward roar "WHAT?" in the background.
"Because I saw the shadow."
"Okay Bella, we're nearly at the hospital now, just hang in there 'kay?"
"Okay, ring my Dad."
"Will do Bella, what's happening now?"
"I don't know, it's quiet. I think-" I was cut off by a loud bang as my door collided with the wall as it was flung open, I screamed.
"BELLA!" Carlisle shouted through the phone that fell on the floor when I dropped it in shock.
"Well, well, well. What do we have here? Bella Swan."
"Lauren." I glared. "What do you want?"
"Do you realise you ruined my life?" She asked me, innocently, walking towards me.
"What? How?" I asked.
"Because if it wasn't for you, my life would be perfect! I'd have the perfect boyfriend, now you've got him. And everyone school hates me because you been in a coma for 3 days, and that was all my fault. The teachers don't talk to me and glare at me at every occasion, my friends are all 'Team Bella' and I've broken so many nails I can't even count!"
"Lauren, you realise you've only got 10 nails to break? It can't be that hard to keep count."
"Shut up! Bitch!" She screamed and my head pounded painfully.
"Shhh!" I groaned. I looked up to see her pointing the gun at me and the pain in my head was forgotten almost instantly.
"Lauren, put that gun down. Now." I whispered to her.
"Why?" She asked, livid.
"Because it will just ruin your life even more."
"How in the hell would it ruin my life even more if I just kill myself afterwards?" She asked, putting her hand on the trigger and moving closer to me. I got out of bed and ran towards the far wall. I heard a shot ring out from behind me and I screamed again as I looked around to see the hole in the wall just by my head. My eyes widened as I was backed against the wall by her.
"Goodbye, Isabella Swan." She muttered sadistically, her eyes half crazed, I closed my own tight. Just as she was about to pull the trigger, something knocked the gun out of her hand and it was fired in a random direction in the room, knocking her to the floor. I opened my eyes in shock, to see a police man wrestling her to the floor, and I looked to my right and saw my Dad stood there, obviously being the one who knocked it out of her hands. I threw my arms around his neck and he put his own around my waist.
"Are you okay baby girl?" He asked me, I could feel his tears wetting my hair, as my own wet his shirt.
"Yes, Dad. Thank you."
"Don't be silly Bells." He let go of me and wiped the tears from my eyes.
I smiled at him and looked over to the door, Edward was there, staring at me with relieved eyes along with Carlisle, Esme and Alice. I ran over and wrapped my arms around Carlisle's neck, thanking his profusely.
"Bella, you don't have to thank me." He told me, but I disagreed.
"Yes, I really do." I told him, turning around to wrap my arms around Edward.
"Are you okay Bella? We heard the first shot and then you screamed and I thought it got you, but it didn't, thankfully. Then we heard her say 'Goodbye Isabella Swan' and I thought I was gonna lose you Bella. Don't ever put me through that again."
"Don't worry. I won't." I told him, pressing my lips against his own.
IMPORTANT! Please read this authors note.
I don't know if anybody read My Best Friend's Brother, but if you did I mentioned that a had a history exam, well I got my results back and I got a B. :)
So writing the story didn't mess my grade up after all, which is good.
A few stories that I've read have done this, and I can't take credit for it in any way, but in a review, finish this sentence and I'll post my favourites in the next chapter.
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