Chapter 4
EPOV
She looks so beautiful. My bed looks complete with her on. Iv fantasized for what seems like forever over this, and now its finally happened its better than I imagined. Her smooth skin glistens and looks like the moon. Her lips rosy and partly opened. Gentle breaths are the only sound coming from her. Now its a waiting game, waiting for her to wake. Father has warned me that when she wakes she wont be happy, and I should leave her to get used to the situation before I see her, but she's so perfect I cant wait. I need my Bella. Her Father will be non the wiser of where she is. He can search where ever he likes but he wont ever dream of looking in the Cullen house. Respected doctor and straight A students. The perfect plan. She will be with me forever. After iv finished High School, we can move to Washington for College and then she will mysteriously appear and reconnect with her Father, claiming she cant remember the past 3 years. Flawless plan, nothing can go wrong. A smile stretches across my face as she sighs and her lips murmur soundlessly. I wish I could lie with her, just to feel her in my arms, as I carried her to the car I was in heaven. My chest still feels the heat from her body. I was lost in the memory of her that I missed her eyes flicker. I was yanked from the memory when I saw her arm move to the side of her face, to brush her silky curls out of her face. I quickly leave the room, careful to lock the door on the way out, I dont want my angel to escape after all the hard work I put in. Now its a waiting game.
BPOV
My head hurts, my head feels heavy, and I cant remember what happened. At least im home and in bed. Charlie must have changed the sheets, I don't remember him having silk. It feels so comfy that I dont care.
"Dad" I croak. Croak? Have I been sick? My arm moves to my face to rub my eyes open. It feels so heavy. Almost as if haven't used it in weeks. I rub my eyes and the light stabs at them. My eyes open and focus on the strange ceiling. Strange ceiling? This isn't my room. I look around quickly to see cream walls, cream? Not violet? Where am I? A hospital, no hospitals would look medical. A mental institute? But im sane, arent I? I need to ask someone.....great I will sound like a physco. Where is the door? My heart stops in panic until I glimpse the cream door. I turn to sit up on the bed and my legs feel like jelly. I must be in some sort of hospital, im drugged. I walk over to the door more careful as my legs wobble dangerously. The door finally. Now to find out were I am, and to talk to Charlie. Gawww my head hurts. Turning the door was a challenge, my hand was still asleep but finally it turns and........ nothing. Why wont this door open. Maybe turns the other way? Nothing. Am I Locked in? This must be some weird nightmare. Iv never been claustrophobic but this is scary. Ok Bella wake up. WAKE UP!!! I pinch myself. Ouch, definatly awake. Ok so logically, if I am in a mental hospital they would lock the door for my safety. Yes that's it. Should I knock? I might aswell.....Even as I thought of logical reasons I knew something was up, this doesnt feel right at all, I want to go home. I can feel myself welling up as I knock on the door. I clear my throat.
"Hello?" I ask, my voice chocked up with tears, "please someone answer me, Hello???" I knock even harder, more frantically. "Hello, please someone answer the door." I hammer on the door with both fists, tears streaming down my face. "Please some one, help me. Please!!"
I hear murmuring behind the door, I hear a familiar voice among them. "I can hear you, please someone tell me whats going on" I ask, the desperation in my voice making me seem pathetic and fragile. The murmuring gets louder, more urgent and I step away from the door scared. What if this isnt a hospital. My heart threatens to stop beating and I stumble to the bed. I see my ipod n the table next to it. No phone though....of course that is gone. I grab my ipod and play heavy metal into my ears to drown out the scary thoughts. The time goes by to the thumps of the bass drum and my eyes droop, but my thoughts refuse to stop tormenting me.
EPOV
To hear her crying and in pain drove a stake through my heart. I wanted to go in there so much to comfort my Bella. Father stopped me and Alice did too. Father says Alice should be introduced to Bella first, girls open up faster to girls. But she is mine! I want her to befriend me, not Alice. Bellas wails drove me crazy especially when she knew we were there, I desperately want to see her, I will see her. This is tormenting! She is here in my house yet I cannot see her. In my room! I dont know how long I can wait to see her. 3 days maximum. Yes 3 days sounds fine, enough time for her to settle in and enough time for me to figure out what to say. How to make her feel like.....a Cullen! She will be a Cullen. My Cullen. Bella Cullen. Mrs Cullen. Mrs Edward Cullen. That fills my heart up with so much joy I can barely retain it. She is asleep right now, her ipod in her ears. Tear stained cheeks buried into the pillow. We have a camera monitoring her ever move right now, waiting until she is deep in sleep before I can go back in and look at her, leave food, fresh clothes but to see her again. Those will be the happiest moments of my life so far, seeing my beauty in my bed. I sigh and get a sharp look off Father. I must look impatient as he shakes his head and says "15 minutes son, then you may see her." 15 minutes, another waiting game......