Chapter 7
God, she looked so motionless there, lying in the hospital bed. Motionless and venerable; almost dead. If it weren't for the heart monitors that kept a steady pulse, I would have committed suicide already. It was the only thing that could reassure me that she was still alive. But only just.
The doctor has said that the car had put too much pressure on her head which had set her into a coma, and that she has a fifty/fifty chance of waking up.
I was barely aware of Charlie Swan's presence. He was like me; like a machine. Only moving for our duties, but emotionless. Cold, empty and emotionless.
Charlie got up, mumbling something about work and left without another word. I didn't mind. I preferred to be alone with my angel, so I could talk to her. And besides, I don't think I have any room in my body to mind abou him leaving. Inside me, my wolf was howling for his imprint, and I howled along with him.
Suddenly, the rest of the pack came in with heartbroken expressions on their faces. I could hear Kim and Emily sobbing quietly, even when Sam and Jared tried half-heartedly to calm them down, close to tears themselves. Not even Sam could hide his emotions from his face.
"Please wake up, Bells" Kim murmured in Bella's ear but there was no real effort in it anymore. She'd long given up on the idea of hope that she would wake up, no matter how much she pleaded with her. I doubted Bella could hear any of us anyway.
Embry shakily placed Bella's favourite CD in a CD played the hospital had provided us with and pressed the play button. Doctor Gregory had told us that something familiar to Bella might wake her up. For some reason, i don't think it was the CD Bella wanted to hear, but I fantasised that it was, that it would wake her up and I would see her alive and healthy again. But she only was ever really awake in my dreams. Outside of them she was as good as dead.
"One is coming over on the next flight" I told Bella randomly. Normally that sort of information would have made her jump, but it didn't this time. I didn't realise I was crying until I tried to speak again. It came out as I sort of strangled sob. "Please wake up, Bella, please. I'm begging you."
I could imagine the sort of response she would have told me. In my fantasies, her voice floated through my head, telling me that she was trying, but for some reason she could break free of the no-existing fog.
We dwell on the past, while living the present
But I admit, the past was unpleasant
Renee comings most days now. I had to admire her insistence to stay with her daughter, and only moving to sleep. But it angers me slightly that she's never in the same room as Charlie anymore. Maybe that was what Bella wanted to hear. To hear her parents speaking in union again. She reads Bella's favourite book from when she was a kid. It was Christmas Carols by Charles Dickens. I had a feeling that Bella would have gotten bored by now, because of the number of times her mother had read it.
Doctor Gregory is starting to annoy me now, too. He keeps saying to everyone who comes to visit Bella that anything would wake Bella up at any time- a voice she recognised, a book she knows, a song she likes or hates a lot, or some big surprise- and that everyone's got to try to find a way through her, and one of the best ways is by jogging her memory.
Yeah, well, Doc, everyone's tried everything they could think of and just ain't fucking work, so stop your shit. It's just making everyone else miserable when they fail.
Full of ups and downs, less pleasure more pain
We wished for the sun, but only got rain
Emily was trying to wake Bella up by giving her things to look forward to when she wakes up, in hope that the excitement would wake her up.
"When you wake up, we'll have a great, big, massive party. Just us" she said, trying desperately to look on the bright side of the situation like she normally does, and only just managing it. "I'll cook, and you can choose the music, and just us girls will go shopping. And we can make the boys carry the shipping bags in, hey? That would be a laugh, won't it?"
But by the end of her little speech, she was sobbing again as she remembered the last time they had done that and the amount of fun they'd had watching us guys struggle with the amount of bags they had brought back home with them. Sam pulled her back into his lap and rocked her back and forth, tears running down his face just like the rest of the pack.
Soon Krissy and Izzy came to visit Bella.
"Hey, Bella. My name is Krissy" Krissy murmured, sitting down next to Bella's head and pulling Izzy into her lap. She was struggling not to cry. "Paul's probably told you about me. Izzy's here, too. We want you to wake up, Bella. My brother looks like crap, believe me. And I know that he needs you. I can see the way he looks at you, and have heard the way he talks about you. Like a blind man seeing the sun for the first time. Please, wake up."
"Hi, 'Ella" Izzy said in Bella's ear. She looked puzzled, but did as her mum had told her and spoke to her. "You wake up, soon?" Then to Krissy, she asked "Why 'Ella no wake up?"
"She will, Izzy, she will" Krissy promised a determined expression on her face and her eyes blazing furiously, just like mum's eyes used to do when she was determined to get someone to do something. "When she's ready to, she will. She's just sleeping because she's tiered." Then she bent forward and kissed Bella's forehead lightly. "You need to wake up, Bella. Your family and friends need you. And, believe it or not, I and Izzy need you to wake up, too. We want to meet you, and for you to meet us. I know we're gonna be the best of friends."
And then Izzy kissed Bella too, leaving her with a wet ear.
"I made you a card" Izzy said then quickly began to describe it as best as she could when she remembered that Bella couldn't see it. "I put 'Get Well Soon' on it in loads of glitter and I drew you and Uncle Pauly holding hands."
Jake stood up and placed the card standing up on Bella's bed-side-table. I knew distinctly that Bella would have wanted Izzy to know how grateful she was for the time and effort into the card. So I did it for her.
"Thank you, Izzy. It's beautiful."
We both made mistakes, put pain in our hearts
But here we are again, promising to never part
At dinner time, everyone but me left. I just sat there, holding one of her cold and fragile hands in both of mine. Oh, how badly I wanted her to wake up; to open her eyes so I could stare into her beautiful, milk-chocolate brown eyes for the rest of eternity and to never let go of her ever again.
"Come on, Bells" I murmured, pressing my lips to her hand. "Wake up! I miss you so much. It's been three weeks. Surely that's long enough for you. Bella...I...I..." say it god damn it!" "I love you."
And that was all it took. Thos three, simply, but powerful words broke through her shell.
Counting our blessings and letting go of the past
Starting all over and making it last
Bella groaned, and twisted her head towards my voice. Soon her eyes fluttered open and I found myself a prisoner in them, being held there, but never complaining.
"Bella" I breathed. I dare not hope that she was really awake, but I can't help it.
"Paul" she croaked, her bell-like voice barely above a whisper. "Oh, Paul, I'm so sorry!"
Then I went into a coughing fit.
"Bella!" I exclaimed, so I happy I could fly. "Oh my god, you're alive!"
Bella laughed, her beautiful voice filling the room and happy tears were streaming down her cheeks. And I knew that I was crying too as I laughed along with her, our voices in perfect harmony.
Feelings and memories flow deep in my mind
Of those days our love was genuine and kind
Everyone came rushing into the room. Sam, Jared, Jacob, Embry, Quil, Emily and Kim. All of them.
"Bella!" Kim screamed, rushing over, sobbing her heart our and Emily soon joined her, and they were all hugging like one of them was going to disappear into thin air at any moment without any type of warning.
Then the rest of the guys came over and gave her a big hug, even Sam who didn't normally show any emotion to anyone other than Emily. I guess he was so caught up in the moment that he was supposed to show restraint. OH, WHO GIVES A SHIT?
"Bella!" said Emily, her voice strict and serious, but still filled with joy. How she managed to sound like that was beyond me. "Don't you ever run off like that ever again. Do you hear me? Or I will personally hunt you down and slaughter you painfully and slowly."
"You don't have to tell me twice" Bella laughed, and I found myself being memorised by the music of it. "Where's Charlie? And Renee?"
"I'll call them" Embry beamed, and literally skipped out of the room to make the phone call.
She turned to look at me and grinned. I automatically grinned back, staring into her beautiful eyes and letting her see all of my love for her.
Everything was going to be alright.
Holding you close, feeling your skin
You look into my eyes and make my head spin
Those feelings are back, but stronger than ever
I know you're the one I wanna hold on to forever
We both smile again, nothing's better than this
Kissing you again was like our second first kiss
~Giselle Simental~
XXX
AN: Aww ain't those two sweet and adorable?
Reviewers:
Randoms1: Definitely will
Brittyangel: I know :-( But it all turned out great in the end, didn't it? :-)
Delilah69: Neither would: D
Daddys little crazy bitch: Goody
Ian Moone: of course, lol. I LOVE writing this story so much it would be so hard to stop writing it.
Edger2deadly: I was on a role that day and I couldn't stop writing. My big brother literally had to drag me to bed by my ear, LOL!
Noin37: LOL, no, I guess he wouldn't. That's why I think they soot each other so well because Bella needs someone who can protect her at all times and so much love and Paul needs someone to be able to put up with his arsehole-ness and someone who won't let him get bored anytime soon.
With all my love
~Poison Ivy