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Bad Dreams and Visitors

When we got back to my room the nurse helped me back into bed, and as soon as I was settled I realized just how tired I was. It felt strange that something as simple as going down the hall for a few minutes could tire me out so much.

"Do you need anything before I leave?" the nurse asked.

"No, I'm okay," I said, and then added, "Thank you for letting me go see my friend."

"You are welcome," she replied. "It was the least I could do after everything you poor kids have been through."

"Seeing Edward meant a lot to me," I said.

"I could tell," she said with a sweet smile. "I'll let you rest now." As she started to leave the room I realized I never learned her name. After everything she had done for me, I was still referring to her as 'the nurse' in my head, and that needed to stop.

"What is your name?" I asked just as she got to the door.

"Maggie," she said with another smile before she left. I closed my eyes, and within seconds I was asleep.

"Bella…finally! I thought you would never get here," Angela said as I sat down at the lunch table next her.

"Sorry, I had to get something out of my locker," I said as I picked up and apple and took a bite.

"Are we still on for girls' night this weekend?" Angela asked.

"Yep," I replied with smile. I was about to ask her about which movies we were going to watch, but out of the corner my eye something caught my attention. Mike had just walked into the cafeteria, and he had his backpack in front of him. He was heading our way, quickly. I knew something bad was going to happen, but I was frozen. I couldn't move or talk.

"Bella, are you okay?" Angela asked. I couldn't respond. I could only watch in horror as Mike stopped behind Angela and pulled out a gun. I wanted to scream or push Angela out of the way, but all I could do was watch as he raised the gun and shot my best friend in the head.

"ANGELA!" I screamed as my voice finally returned. I fell to the floor and cradled her head in my lap. Blood was flowing steadily from her head onto my hands and clothes.

"Angela," I sobbed. "No, Angela. Please, no!"

"Bella," I heard from somewhere in the distance.

"Angela," I whimpered.

"Bella!"

The voice was louder, and it was pulling me away from Angela.

"Open your eyes," the voice said right next to me. My eyes cracked open and I was met with the sight of my parents looking at me with concern and relief.

"Thank God," my mom murmured.

"You were yelling in your sleep, Bells," my dad explained as he tenderly stroked my hair. "You kept yelling for Angela."

"I had a dream about Mike shooting her," I said as my already wet eyes filled with tears. "I couldn't save her."

"Oh Bells," my dad said as he wrapped his arm around me and held me tight. My mom came around to the other side of my bed and gently wrapped her arm around me.

Huge, gut-wrenching sobs rocked my body as my parents held me and the grief finally took over. My best friend was gone, and there was no way I could save her. It was all too much to comprehend. I knew at some point I was going to have to come to terms with all of this, I just didn't have any idea how to do it.

I don't know how long we stayed like that, but by the time my parents pulled away my eyes were red, puffy, and sore. I noticed my parents eyes were also red, and I knew they must have been crying too. My mom grabbed a box of Kleenex from my bedside table and passed them around. The doctor walked in as we were all drying our eyes.

"Oh, I'm sorry," he said. "I need to check on Miss Swan, but I can come back."

"You don't have to go," I said, because I really didn't want to have to deal with him again later.

"Alright, then. Let me just check your vitals and your wound," he said, "then I will be on my way."

I nodded and the doctor got started. Luckily it didn't take him long to do what he needed to do.

"Your vitals look good and so does your arm," he said when he was done. "No sign of infection, which is excellent news."

"Good," my mom said in relief.

"That being said, I would like to keep you here for at least one more day," he continued. "You lost a lot of blood and I'd like to monitor you, just to be safe."

"Okay," I replied, too worn down to argue.

"I'll check on you again tomorrow," he said and I nodded.

"Thank you doctor," my dad said as the doctor left. As soon as he was gone, Maggie came in carrying a tray which she set on the table at the end of my bed.

"Dinner time," she said as pulled the table up towards me. Maggie lifted the lid and I didn't even try to hide the grimace of disgust from my face. There was some kind of meat covered in way too much orange-brown gravy, mashed potato also covered in gravy, a roll, a red square of Jell-O, and a carton of milk.

"I know it looks gross," Maggie said conspiratorially, "but you have to eat it so you can get your strength up."

"Fine," I grumbled.

"Try to encourage her to eat," Maggie said with a smile for my parents before she left the room. I started with the roll figuring it was the safest; it was a little stale but not too bad. Luckily, the gravy that was drenching the rest of my food was tasteless, so the other stuff was bearable. My mom had to help me with the meat, which turned out to be turkey, because I couldn't cut it with one hand. I only took a bit of my Jell-O because I was pretty full at that point; my dad finished the rest of it. Once I was done my mom pushed the button next to the bed and Maggie came in and took my plate.

"Good girl," she said with a smile when she picked up the plate. After she left, my dad turned on the television and started flipping channels; he quickly passed over the news and stopped on a mindless sitcom. We watched it for a while, but then I started yawing and I had to fight to stay awake.

"Bella, close your eyes and sleep, sweetie," my mom said as she noticed my drowsy state.

"I don't want to," I said.

"You need your rest Bella," my dad said.

"Every time I close my eyes I end up having horrible dreams," I said as I thought of the dreams I had of Edward and Angela.

"I know baby, but you need to sleep," Mom said as she continued to stroke my hair. I tried as hard as I could to fight the tiredness, but it was impossible. Soon I found myself drifting off to sleep. Luck must have been on my side, because I slept dreamlessly and peacefully. When I woke up the sun was shining through the windows and my room was empty.

I realized that my parents must have gone home sometime after I fell asleep. As much as I wanted them here, I knew that sleeping in chairs was not ideal, so I was glad they left.

"Good morning," Maggie said as she breezed into the room with anther tray.

"Breakfast?" I surmised.

"Good guess," she said as she lifted the lid to reveal scrambled eggs and bacon.

"Thank you," I said as I dug in and she left the room. When I was finished I pushed the tray away and turned on the television. I was in the middle of watching The Price is Right when Maggie walked in and took my tray. A few minutes later there was knock on the door. I looked over as Maggie popped her head into the room.

"Since you ate all of your breakfast, I brought you a surprise," Maggie said and I watched as she wheeled Edward into my room. He was in a wheelchair, and his foot was elevated in the little foot rest on the bottom of the chair.

"Hi," I said as I awkwardly tried to sit up. Maggie helped me and then left so Edward and I could have some time to ourselves.

"Are you supposed to be out of bed?" I asked as I worriedly looked at his leg.

"Maggie said it was okay," Edward said with a shrug.

"Well, I am happy to see you again," I said with a small smile.

"It's good to see you, too," Edward said with smile of his own.

"How are you feeling today?" I asked.

"Sore and tired," he replied, "I didn't sleep very well last night."

"How come?" I asked.

"I…I had a dream about you," he mumbled.

"Oh," I said, hesitantly. "Was it a bad dream or good dream?"

"It was bad," he said with a tremor in his voice. "We were back in the classroom with Mike and he shot you. You died, and I couldn't stop it."

"I had a dream like that about you the other night," I admitted as I reached over and gave his hand a squeeze. "It's the reason I wanted to see you so badly yesterday."

"You wanted to make sure I was okay," he said.

"Yes," I replied.

"That was how felt this morning," he said. "I was panicking, and I knew the only thing that would calm me down was seeing you for myself and knowing you were okay."

"I'm okay," I said, and gave his hand another squeeze.

"I know, and I am so glad," he said, and his thumb started rubbing soothing circles on my hand.

"I had a dream about Angela yesterday," I said quietly. "We were at lunch, Mike shot her, and I couldn't save her."

"Oh Bella, I'm sorry," Edward said.

"I woke up and I couldn't stop crying, because I knew she was gone and I could never save her," I said as tears once again filled my eyes.

"Here," Edward said gently as he handed me a Kleenex from the box by my bed.

"Thanks," I replied as I dried my eyes. "Edward, do you think things will ever be okay again?"

"I hope so," he replied. "I'll make you a deal, though."

"What kind of deal?" I asked.

"I'll help you get through this, however I can," he said, "if you promise to help me get through it, too."

"Deal," I said.

"So, what are you watching?" Edward asked, and I was grateful we were moving on to less painful subjects.

"The Price is Right," I replied and turned up the volume.

"I used to love watching this show whenever I was home sick," Edward said as we watched a woman spin the wheel to try to get into the 'showcase showdown.'

"Me too," I replied, "but it's not the same without Bob Barker."

"Definitely not," Edward agreed. We watched in silence for a few minutes before Maggie came back in to take Edward back to his room.

"I'll see you soon," Edward said as Maggie wheeled him away.

"Okay," I said with a smile. Once Edward was back in his room, Maggie came back to help me go to the bathroom. It was as awkward as the first time, but I finished quickly.

"Would you like to wash your hair?" Maggie asked while we were still in the bathroom.

"Yes, please," I replied eagerly. Maggie nodded and went to get a wheel chair. Once I was situated Maggie backed it up to the sink and quickly washed my hair. It helped me to feel human again, and before I knew it I was back in bed.

"Thank you," I said as she was leaving.

"You're welcome," she replied.

Once she was gone I closed my eyes. Reluctant to face what dreams my psyche had in store for me, but unable to keep the sleep at bay, I rested once again.

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