Okay, so I'm updating! It's not that long, but okay! And summer is finally here for me! So people were asking how Edward could read her thoughts…
So basically, here's my theory. WHEN Edward bites her (cause he will) I think that her like 'power' is going to be that she can block the thoughts of other vampires or people or werewolves from being read by Edward/other vampires. So…the alcohol sort of drugged her mind, and the 'defense' got shut down, allowing Edward to read her thoughts.
Make sense?
Sort of?
Well…haha…if it doesn't…sorry, if it does…great! I hope you guys like it! (oh, and I'm NOT a doctor, so I have NO idea…haha)
"Carlisle!" I yelled as I kicked the door to the Cullen mansion. It swung open quickly, slamming into the wall behind it and making a fairly large dent.
He appeared at my side almost instantly, "Yes? Edward? What's wrong with Bella?"
"She's drunk." I said softly, shrugging her limp body off of my back and into my arms, bridal style.
This isn't exactly how I want our wedding to go. I must have Jasper try all the drinks before they're served. He seems to tolerate alcohol well.
"Drunk?" Carlisle asked, and I nodded my head, solemnly. His eyes grew wide as he took her from my arms, carefully, of course. He knew how much she meant to me.
I ran into the kitchen, shoving everything off of the dining table in one big swipe, causing the bowls and candle holders to come crashing down on the wood floors, resulting in a million shards of glass being scattered all over the room.
He carefully put her down on the table, pulling her hair back as her head leaned to one side. She seemed completely lifeless.
"What's going on?" Esme appeared in the doorway, and she brought a hand to her mouth when she saw Bella. "Oh god, Edward, what happened?"
"She snuck off to a party with werewolves and got drunk." I simply stated, yet the words seemed to cut through my very being.
"She needs her stomach to be pumped. There's too much alcohol in her system." Carlisle's words interrupted my thoughts, and I turned and stared at him, my eyes widened in shock.
"What?"
"Her stomach needs to be pumped. I'm sorry, Edward."
"You mean…you have to stick a tube down her throat?" I asked, involuntarily raising a hand to my own throat. I couldn't image even food going down my throat much less a plastic tube.
"Yes." Carlisle nodded his head, and I could see the sadness in his eyes.
The door leading to the garage burst open, and Alice and Emmett appeared, rushing over to me.
They stopped and stood next to me, looking clearly out of breath. "Carlisle." Alice breathed. "There's gotta be another way."
"There's no other way, Alice. Unless you can see another way." She closed her eyes, and then shook her head negatively.
"I can't. But Carlisle…."
"She'll die of poisoning if I don't pump her stomach, and now!" I had never seen Carlisle so uptight about his work. At least Carlisle cared.
"You could bite her, Edward." Alice thought, and I turned towards her.
"No. That is out of the question! No way! She's not changing into a vampire. Not tonight at least." It was inevitable. Bella would find someone to turn her, I'd bet, even on Alice, that she'd even go to the Volturi to do it.
"Edward?" Carlisle asked, and I turned to look at him. I crossed my arms.
"All right." I said as I pushed my lips together to form a tight line.
Rosalie and Jasper walked into the room as I grabbed Bella's pale hand in mine. I could hear her move her head from side to side and groan, her voice sounding as if she was trying to talk underwater.
Edward. Edward. Edward.
"It'll be okay, love. Shh, I'm here."
"She must go to sleep in order for her to feel no pain. The alcohol will act as the Novocain."
I nodded my head, understanding.
I squeezed her hand tighter as I started humming her lullaby. The sweet tone filling her head.
Edward…I love… She began humming along with me, inside her head of course, and then, abruptly, her thoughts ceased, and I knew that she was asleep. I looked up at Carlisle, barely nodding as he got the tube sterilized and ready. Alice walked over and wrapped a comforting arm around my shoulders.
"I'm sure she'll be fine, Edward. She's a strong girl. You know that."
"She's not a girl." I snapped, "She's a woman."
Alice didn't want to argue. "Yes."
She leaned up and placed a cold kiss on my cheek. It stung, as if it was a snowflake falling from the sky, and she leaned back, so that she was standing at her normal height. She patted me on the shoulder, flashing me a small smile before going back and standing next to Jasper, who wrapped an arm around his wife.
As Carlisle was putting the top of the tube into her mouth, I saw Alice turn away, Jasper following as he comforted her. Rosalie buried her face into Emmett's chest, and even Emmett couldn't look. He stared up at the painting of a river that was above Carlisle's head. Esme put her head in her hands, and I glanced down for almost a minute.
The tube was fully engulfed in her mouth, and I wrinkled my nose in disgust. I couldn't bear to see her in that much pain.
I squeezed her hand slightly as the golden liquid ran through the tube and out of her stomach. Carlisle placed his hands on her stomach, lightly pushing on it as her body lurched with every shove. The alcohol continued to come out of her stomach, and I had to turn away.
A light, cold touch shocked me as I turned and saw Esme, her arms wrapped around my shoulder.
"Edward." She whispered, smiling, "I'm sorry you have to watch this." I turned around slightly, and stared at the other four Cullens. Alice and Jasper were huddled in a corner, Jasper's arms wrapped tightly around her, her face turned towards the wall.
Poor Bella. Jasper thought. He glanced over at me for a second. Poor Edward.
I never saw anything bad happen, but I haven't seen anything! This isn't fair! Why is this all my fault? If I had just watched over her like I was supposed to, and not gone shopping with Rose for 2 hours, leaving her alone, this probably never would have happened! Shoot! Did I just think that? Darn. Well maybe, just maybe, Edward didn't hear it, right? I could see her little, topaz eyes look at me as she turned her head and stared at me. "I heard it." I said, glaring at her. "We'll talk about that later." I growled.
"Now, now, Edward. Calm down." Esme affectionately patted me on the shoulder, and I turned and stared at Rosalie.
As much as I dislike that human, it saddens me to see how hurt Edward is…. I let a small smile form in my head.
Edward Cullen! I snapped my head around and stared at Emmett. That's right, I'm talking to you. Well thinking to you.
"What do you want, Emmett?" I spat, glancing down at Bella, the alcohol still pouring out.
This is all your fault! If you hadn't gone hunting or crossed the border, then we wouldn't be in war right now! Come on, Edward, you've been alive for more than a hundred years, don't you know that you can always just lock Bella in a dungeon? I'll build you one.
I glared at him. "No thank you, Emmett."
"Edward!" Carlisle announced, and I realized that the tube was out of my angel's mouth.
"She's going to awake." Alice said, and I smiled, Bella gave a light squeeze on my hand, and my invisible heart did flips.
She groggily moved her head from side to side and opened up her tired eyes. Her beautiful brown pupils were back, and I gave her a crooked smile as she blinked a couple of times.
She smiled back. "Edward." She croaked, her voice weak and soft, almost softer then a whisper, "I'm sorry. I love you." She coughed and and let her eyes droop.
"Bella." I breathed in relief, "Don't be, I love you too." I squeezed her hand as she fell back into unconsciousness.