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The five hour flight was excruciating. I barely spoke, just cried into Edward's neck. Edward and Carlisle had to talk me into eating something, and when I refused to sleep, Edward hummed my lullaby and I was out in minutes.
He awoke me once the plane had landed, and helped me off the plane.
We hurried to collect our luggage, and nearly 15 minutes after we had left the plane, we were all the separate taxi's heading towards the hospital.
There was little chatter, we were all so concentrated on getting to Renee.
"How far is the hospital from here?" I whisper to Edward, though Rose and Emmett were bound to hear me. Carlisle, Esme, Alice and Jasper took one taxi, and Rose, Emmett, Charlie, Edward and I in another.
"About half an hour, don't worry. As long as Alice's visions don't change, your mother still has 3 days and you would have donated to her before that".
I nod, and we fall back into silence.
Like Edward had said, we pulled up at the hospital thirty minutes later. Emmett paid the driver, and we hurried into the hospital followed by Carlise, Esme, Alice and Jasper.
I ran up to the front desk, and stood before the young and dumb receptionist.
"Excuse me?" I ask, and she puts her finger up to me, signalling 'one minute' while she continues to talk the phone.
"So I was like, no Dave get your hands off me. And the Charlotte was like, you should go for him and then I was yeah maybe I should because he was like fit but he has no money, like".
"Excuse me, hunny? Can you like, get of the like, phone, like?" I mimic her voice, and press the hang up button on the phone.
"Hey! I was talking to my like, girlfriend, like!"
"Just shut up and find my mother!" I yell, and she ignores me and twirls her blonde hair around her fingers.
"No. Not after you acted so rudely" she answered childishly, and suddenly everyone in the reception was staring at me. My family included.
Never had I been this nasty or mean to someone, but I didn't care, I needed to get to my dying mother.
I grabbed the bimbo girl by her collar and pulled her down, so she was face to face with me.
"Look, hunny!" I hiss, my voice deadly, "If you don't find out where my mother is and tell me within the next 10 seconds, I will personally make your life a living hell! Have you like, got it, like?"
She trembled and nodded, "Yes, yes!"
"Good. Now type her name into the computer. Renee Dywer" I instruct, my voice still dripping with anger.
"She's on the 25th floor, Room 218".
Without a thanks, I leave and head for the elevator.
"Whoa! Bells! That was awesome! You were actually mean! Purposefully and evilly mean!" Emmett laughed.
"Yeah" I reply, not really listening, just counting the floors as they slowly went up and up.
12, 13, 14, 15...
"Are you okay?" Edward whispers in the tight space against my ear.
"I just need to see her, Edward".
He gives me a sad smile, "I know, love. We're nearly there".
16, 17, 18, 19, 20...
"Do you think she's permanently traumatised the girl?" Emmett jokes again, just to ease my distress.
"No", Esme smiles, "Just enough to make the girl not think the world revolves around her".
21, 22, 23, 24. Finally.
The elevator doors slide open and we stride out into the corridors, our luggage still in tow.
I speed walk down the corridor, Edward holding my hand and the others rushing behind us.
A doctor stops us. He has dark skin, and light brown eyes. He has black hair and is tall, with a strong build. I assumed this was Doctor Richards, who I talked to on the phone.
"Your Isabella Swan?" he asks, and I sigh, I'll never get used to people calling me 'Isabella'.
"Yes. How is my mother?" I ask, worried for her deeply.
"She's stable for now. If your still willing to donate a lobe of liver, your mother is healthy enough for surgery".
"Thank you. Can I see her now?" I said, speaking quickly, staring holes into Room 218's door.
"Yes. I'll get a nurse to show you to a family room too", Doctor Richards answers and before he did I started off towards the door.
I reach it, and burst through the door.
I wasn't expecting the sight. To be honest, I was expecting worse.
My mothers normally wavy brown hair was limp against her face. Her skin and eyes were a tinge of yellow, and her face looked drained. Her body looked small against the many pillows, thick blankets and many machines that we're keeping her alive.
"Mom" I cry, and rush to her bedside, engulfing her into a hug.
"Bella, your here" she smiles and lifts a weak hand to touch my face.
"I'm here, Mom. I'm not going anywhere" I manage to choke out, before my sobs stop me from speaking again.
Renee tucks me into her shoulder, and I sit beside her on the bed, "Sssh, sweetheart. It's okay, everything's going to be okay".
She lets me sit and cry, while Charlie talks to Phil and Edward sits in the corner watching us. The others must be in the family room.
Renee passes me a tissue once I sit up again, "I promised myself I wouldn't cry for you. I said I was going to be brave" I blubber.
"Hey, there's no shame in crying sweetie. Your here, you came, your already the bravest person I know".
"Why didn't you tell me you were sick? I could have come sooner?" I ask quietly, wiping my eyes again.
She smiles again, and strokes my face, "Oh, baby. I didn't want to worry you sweetheart, honestly I thought I'd caught an infection or something. Nothing serious".
"Either way you should have told me".
"And what? Have you rush away from Edward just weeks from your wedding for a little cold?"
"But its not a little cold" I argue and I hear Edward laugh quietly behind me, and he whispers to Charlie, "Always so stubborn".
"I know that now".
We continued to talk for a while longer, and soon the whole family trickled into the room. Luckily Mom had a large hospital room then.
"Phil! You remember that time Bella re-arranged your CD collection and threw half of them away?" Mom asked him, obviously trying to embarrass me in front of everyone.
He stopped talking to Edward and turned to Mom, "How can I forget? I'm still trying to re-complete the collection again, and that was four years ago!"
"It wasn't my fault! Mom told me to clean and throw out any junk I found! Your CD's were junk!" I argue, and Edward sits beside me laughing.
"Hey, don't you smirk. One day I could be helping Esme clean the house and oh-so-innocently throw some of your collection away" I wink and nudge his arm and he soon stops laughing.
Doctor Richards then enters the room, carrying his clip-board.
He smiles softly at Mom, "So, Renee, how are you feeling?"
"Better, now my daughter is here" she grabs my hand and gives it a tight squeeze.
Charlie looked desperate to hear what the doctor had to say, right now his love for Mom was shining right through, even more so than Phil's. Mom and Dad had shared a few words, but for now, their chatter was little.
"Good. Now, so, once we run a few tests on Bella, we should be all set for surgery for tomorrow morning".
Wait? Tomorrow?
"I'm standing here right now. Can't you do the surgery today? The sooner the better right? My Mom needs my liver now, not tomorrow" I yell and stand from my seat.
"I understand your concern, Isabella, but we need to run some tests on you to make sure everything's okay with your body. And as for your mother, her condition will not deteriorate as long as we keep a close eye on her meds".
I knew I wasn't going to win the battle, so I mumbled, "You do that then" and sat back down.
He talked with Mom for a few minutes before turning to leave the room, "Isabella, I'll have a nurse come and get you for your tests in a few moments".
I nod my head and then he's gone.
Mom notices me staring at Edward, and she knows I need him, so she leaves my hand go and nudges me forward.
"Hey" he whispers, as I fall into his awaiting arms.
"Hey" I mumbled against his chest.
"Your very angry today" he laughs slightly, trying to lighten my mood. It works.
"The blonde was annoying and I can't see why they can't do the surgery today. I'm alive and has a liver. That's all that matters".
"Always so stubborn" he chuckles and he noises make my chest flutter.
"You say it so often you should get it tattooed".
Emmett overhears and bursts out laughing.
"Ha! Now that's something I wanna see!".
A middle-aged nurse enters the room calling for me. I give Edward a kiss and squeeze my Mom's hand before I move to the door.
"Are you sure you don't want me to come with you?" Edward asks again.
"No, I'll be okay. Besides, I'm sure Mom and Charlie wants to share some stories about my childhood with you anyway".
Renee and Charlie laugh and they know they've been caught out.
I leave with the nurse and just pray I have to have no needles.
An hour later I enter Mom's room again, holding a cotton wool pad to my upper arm.
Edward quickly hugged me after seeing the distress on my face.
"She stabbed me twice" I whine, and he kisses me and says 'All better?'
"Perfect".
Noticing Charlie's slight glare at Edward I lean up and whisper into his ear, "Way may wanna tone this down, just a slight. Charlie, well, Charlie looks like Charlie".
He chuckles, "I know, his thoughts are not all sunshine and rainbows either".
I laughed, peck his cheek and sit beside Mom who was in deep conversation with Esme.
"Hey, sweetie. Everything went okay?"
"Yeah, Doctor Richards said he'll come and give us the results in half an hour".
Esme pats Renee's arm, "I'm sure everything will be fine".
While we sat around and waited for the Doctor to come in, Charlie began telling everyone a story about me when I was younger.
Great.
So there's chapter 2 completed! Hope you liked it, and please drop a quick review telling me what you thought about this chapter.
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