I bit my lip abashedly and watched a flood of anxious faces pour from the door to my tiny room. Alice knelt and placed both of her hands on my face, and peered worriedly into my piercing eyes. Edward sat on the other side of me, placing his left hand on the small of my back, a small motion of comfort. Mr. Cullen and a few nurses stood in the corner of the room, exchanging course whispers, and nervous glances in my direction. Of course my change in appearance was more than a little odd to the medical world, and I only wondered in how many drug induced comas it would take for me to return to my normal self.
Mr. Cullen motioned to Edward and Alice with a sly motion of his left hand, and they both quickly moved to the corner where the nurses had previously vacated. A slightly pudgy nurse came over to my bed, flashed me a gentle smile, reveling a few silver teeth and preceded to not so gently, pull the IV's from my arms. Oh shit, I thought. What now?
Another nurse that rather resembled a horse with her odd neck and long face began to scribble down notes on a clipboard, while another rather voluptuous nurse pulled a wheelchair from the hallway and stationed it quite close to my cot. I looked nervously to the Cullens standing in the corner, their once silent whispers gathering intensity and volume the longer they proceeded.
"No, absolutely not." Edward whispered ferociously.
"It's the only way, you must see the logic!" Mr. Cullen snapped back.
"Dad's right Ed" Alice interjected "she needs to go to a specialist."
"Well what's wrong with the doctors here?" Edward spat venomously "are they all incompetent?"
"How dare you?" Mr. Cullen glared at his son. "We have no idea, no lead! I have never, in my hundreds of years in practice have seen anything remotely close to this!"
"Well then how would... fine, fine. Let's ask Bella." Edward agreed.
Edward and Alice approached me while Mr. Cullen shooed away the useless nurses. We waited until the pudgy nurse begrudgedly closed the door, obviously annoyed by the less than polite way Mr. Cullen asked them to leave.
"Now Bella - " Mr. Cullen began
I waved my arms ecstatically in the air, trying to motion that I already realized what was happening. Mr. Cullen and Alice looked slightly shocked, and Edward looked oddly smug. I motioned wildly to the wheelchair and began to sit up weakly. Edward immediately picked me up - but before placing me gingerly in the wheelchair, he looked firmly into my eyes.
With his one glance, he said all that needed to be said. He looked at me with love, affection, and a powerful sense of protection. With each second we gazed into each others eyes, we reassured each other, and with one kiss, we confirmed our feelings. We brushed his smooth lips across my now foreign red hair, and kissed the top of my head. He backed away after I sat comfortably in the plushy wheelchair, and he began to push me through the hospital. All the women noticed Edward and Mr. Cullen, and all the men starred at Alice and - wait. Are they looking at me too? I had gotten used to the gasps and catcalls the Cullens endured on a daily basis form their exquisite beauty, but I had never received such attention, if not only from Edward.
When we finally reached the exit of the hospital, a small ambulance sat by the curb, lights blinking softly. Edward picked me up once again, and clambered into the back of the ambulance. He lay me on the cot in the back, and kissed me. He kissed me hard, with a ferocity I had never been able to cope with - until now. I no longer had the urge to strangle him, as he continued to press his lips to mine. He let go unwillingly, and sat on the only chair in the back of the cramped ambulance.
Alice said something to Edward, who nodded as he closed the doors behind us. But I did not hear the comment, because of the one thing that preoccupied everything. The odd familiarity of the drivers long, wavy blonde hair...
OHH! SUSPENSE:) i really liked this chapter, and tried to make it a bit longer than my older ones. please read and respond so that i wont forget to keep writing:)