AN: sorry it took so long! I was listening to Hallelujah and My Immortal while writing this.
Bella POV:
Somewhere in the back of my mind I heard a sharp ring of the ref whistle, it, however, didn't register with my mind until the pudgy man in stripes was waving his handing madly two inches from my face. His shrill voice was projected into my eardrum, "EXCUSE ME MISS, THIS SCRIMMAGE IS OVER! PLEASE LEAVE THE FIELD THE ACTUAL GAME IS STARTING!"
Being in the middle of a bicycle kick my retort was anything but polite. " WELL THAT'S—"
"Fine. Thank you, we'll see ourselves off the field." An all too familiar voice spoke behind me, his hand on my shoulder, guiding me off the grass. He was really dragging me. He let go his grasp on my shoulder; black spots filled in my vision and the last thing I heard was Edward's voice calling my name, my legs caved in and I surrendered to the overpowering black.
Edward POV:
"Bella, I have to tell—, Bella?". She was unresponsive and limp, I let go of her arm, she fell and would have hit the ground if I had not caught her. My cold hand enveloped her small forehead, it was like putting marble into fire: it burned. I swiftly lifted her into my arms and ran, not giving a thought to any human who might see.
Alice POV:
"Edward, please, can you sit down?", Carlisle said exasperatedly to my brother.
"Are you sure—"?
"Edward, for the last time, I can't tell until she wakes", Edward looked about to interrupt, "but, she will live, just a fainting spell—until she wakes up."
Carlisle gestured to the place on the bench beside me. He walked off to some patient.
"So...", I said suggestively
"Alice, I don't want to talk about it," he snapped.
How's thinking about it? I thought sarcastically. So she was playing soccer and then she just fainted?
"Alice, you've already seen what happened, what more do you want?"
"The details. Now hurry up, I don't have mind reading powers for God's sake!"
"We got tickets, sat down, played soccer, and ran here. There, happy?"
"Not in the slightest." I didn't need Jasper's power to see that Edward was feeling gloomy and...guilty?
Edward, stop. YOU didn't do anything —at least, not that I know of. I'm sure you—
"You don't get it, do you?" Edward practically yelled. "She was fine before I—"
There was a small, uncomfortable cough. My head snapped to the direction of the noise. An old nurse in her white uniform was standing before us, very uncomfortable.
" Uh, Dr, Cullen, wa-wa-wan—"
"Tell him we'll be there", I said, probably a little too forcefully than was necessary.
Come on. She's awake.
Bella POV:
My eyes snapped open. I immediately wished they hadn't when I was momentarily blinded by white. What the heck? I remembered the game, and Edward. Edward…there was no way that playing could be possible. I lifted my head heavily, ringing head and took in the hospital room.
" Dr. Cullen! " a shrill female voice called. "Dr . Cullen, the patient is—"
" Thank you Deborah, will you please get Edward and Alice? They're in the reception room. " A voice interrupted. I lifted my head further to see what must be Edwards father.
" Yes, Dr. "