Chapter 8: Help

Nessie's POV

I was very worried about Edward at that moment. He looked like he was about to go into shock and die or something. Even though I'd just met the guy I was really worried about him. Bella seemed worried to.

I got as close to Edward as I could but he didn't even seem to notice my presence. I put my hand on his should causing him to jump.

"It's okay,"

He jumped up faster than I believed was humanly possible.

"No it's not. Excuse me but I need to get out of here," he said hastily before leaving abruptly.

"Give him time. He's a little freaked out that's all,"

"I can understand that," I said. "Sometimes it still freaks me out,"

"I think it's worse for him. He watched me die after all,"

I grimaced at the thought of what that must've been like. I heard footsteps approaching and immediately laid back down in the bed.

The door opened just as I was settling underneath my covers again.

"Nessie please just rest," Carlisle admonished. "You've been very sick after all,"

"Yes sir,"

Carlisle smiled kindly. "Please don't call me that. It makes me feel old,"

I chuckled. Carlisle was anything but old. He had to be in his twenties at least.

"Anyway I have something for you," he handed me a styrofoam cup. Immediately the sweetest most delicious smelling scent that I'd ever come across hit me at full force. My mouth immediately began to water.

"What is this?" I asked him.

"It's a special kind of medicine that I think will help you heal faster so drink,"

I immediately obliged. If I thought I could guess how good this would taste before based on the smell I was dead wrong. The flavor exploded in my mouth and saturated my taste buds. This was the most delicious thing I'd ever tasted and I only had one sip!

Carlisle looked at me expectantly like he was waiting for my reaction.

"This tastes really good. I mean really really good,"

By the smile on his face I could tell that was the reaction he was hoping for.

"Good. Keep drinking. I'll be back to give you more later," he said as he left.

I didn't hesitate to heed his orders. I drank as fast as I could. It wasn't long before I had sucked every last drop out of the cup.

It was really quiet after that. Bella had disappeared. I had a feeling she was checking in on her husband who was still MIA. I didn't hear from Carlisle or any other member of his family either.

I had another problem though. I suddenly and urgently needed to use the bathroom. I looked around the room and saw my wheelchair nowhere in sight.

Great so the guy that brought me here didn't think to bring my chair. They probably didn't have any idea that I was paralyzed.

I was startled when I heard someone knock on the door.

"Um come in," my voice was a little shaky.

I momentarily forgot my urgent need to use the bathroom when a very beautiful woman walked in. I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd seen this woman before. Just like I couldn't shake the feeling that I'd seen Carlisle and Edward before either.

"Hi Nessie I'm Esme," she said with a kind of sadness in her eyes. "I'm Carlisle's wife. He asked me to help keep an eye on you. Do you need anything?"

"Well actually I could use your help with something. I need to use the bathroom and-"

"Sweetie you're free to get up and go if you need to. It's just down the hallway,"

"That's not the problem," I gulped. "I can't. I don't see my wheelchair anywhere and-"

"Wheelchair?" she questioned.

"I'm paralyzed from the waist down. I literally can't go anywhere without it,"

She didn't say anything for a full thirty seconds before finally recovering from her shock.

"Emmett didn't say anything about a wheelchair,"

"He was probably just focused on getting me help and didn't even think about it. But without it I'm immobilized so I could use your help,"

"Okay honey I can carry you,"

At first I thought she was kidding about carrying me because she didn't look strong enough to be "able to lift me. So when she picked me up without any difficulty whatsoever I was completely shocked.

"Wow you're strong," I commented. She laughed but didn't say anything.

I thanked her for carrying me to the bathroom and assured her that I could take care of myself from there.

Once I was done she carried me back to the bed. "Oh and don't worry Nessie. I've called my husband and he said he'd bring back a wheelchair for you,"

"Thank you,"

"I hope you don't mind my asking but how did you become paralyzed?" she asked.

"Truth is I don't remember. I've been this way for as long as I can remember,"

"You don't remember what happened that caused this?"

"No. The accident took my memory as well as the ability to use my legs. I woke up and couldn't remember a thing or move my legs. So I don't know what happened,"

"I'm sorry Nessie," she said. "I'm so sorry,"

"It's not your fault. It's not anyone's fault,"

"Anyway I think you should get some more rest. I'll make dinner and bring it up to you later,"

"Actually could I come down instead? Kind of getting tired of being in this bed,"

"Sure Nessie,"

Truth was ever since Carlisle had given me that special medicine earlier I'd been feeling a lot better.

About 30 minutes later Carlisle came in with my wheelchair and another styrofoam cup filled with medicine.

"So I hear you're getting tired of being in bed?" he chuckled.

"Maybe a little. Do I have permission meet the rest of the family and eat with you guys,"

"That's fine Nessie as long as you drink this first," he said as he pressed the cup firmly in my hands.

He left as soon as I started drinking. This time I decided to peek inside the cup to see what exactly it was that I was drinking. I was surprised by how red the drink was. Like fruit punch but only more red if that was possible. It was certainly tastier than fruit punch.

Just as I was finishing my drink I felt the strangest thing. I felt an odd sensation in my big toe on my right foot.

Wait a minute! Toe! Foot! That wasn't possible. There was no way that could even be remotely possibly. Yet there it was. A sensation. Feeling. With a little bit of focus and effort I was able to move that toe a little.

All I could literally think was what the hell is going on?!

"Nessie?" I heard Carlisle's voice say before he opened the door.

"Yes?" I said as I recovered from the shock.

"Dinner is ready. Do you need any help getting down?"

"No I-" I was interrupted by a loud crashing sound downstairs followed by a lot of noise and the sound of Jacob screaming "Where is she?!"

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