Breakable
A Fan Fiction written by Naoki-onee and FishFriend
Disclaimer: We do not own Twilight, New Moon or Grey's Anatomy.
Note: This song is Fall Away by the Fray. We hope you like the story so far.
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Chapter 5: The Thing with Hangovers
You swear you recall nothing at all
That could make you come back down
I rolled over as my alarm clock rang. God, was that really my alarm clock? It sounded like an air horn ringing in my head. Oh, God, my head. It felt as though I had been hit over the head a thousand times over, and then been hung upside down all night. That's the thing with hangovers. You don't know how exactly you're body is going to react. All you know is it involves her stomach turning inside out and your head exploding (or a simple headache, depending on the severity of the drinking the night before.) Another thing with hangovers is you don't know where you're going to end up waking up.
You made up your mind to leave it all behind
Now you're forced to fight it out
Why was I like this? I struggled to remember last night's events. I decided that a shower would at least get me ready to go and try to face work. I rolled out of bed, getting to my feet and having my head explode once again. I didn't know what exactly I was thinking last night about drinking, and knew that I probably didn't want to ever know. I wondered why I had had so much to drink, before dragging my feet to the shower, and passed a freshly dressed and showered Angela in the hallway. "Izzy." She greeted me, and the way she spoke to me and the tone she used… It sounded like I was a patient.
You fall away from your past
But it's following you
I was still confused, groggy and in pain as I stepped into the shower, and turning it cold. As the ice cold water hit my hit, I started to remember things. Walking miles in the rain, running out of the hospital, answering a page an hour late, passing out… I just didn't remember what triggered the events. Frustrated, I turned the shower all the way to cold. I stood there a moment, soaking in the refreshing and slightly painful water on my skin. And then the one image I had sworn to myself never to see again popped into my head. (A/N: You can probably guess, but it's Edward, FYI.)
You fall away from your past
But it's following you
They were back.
More importantly, He was back.
As I stood there in the shower, my face grew tense, my hands turned into fists, my jaw tightened, and I controlled my thoughts to a point as I was not thinking. He was back. The one pers-, no, noThe one thing that would send my world tumbling again, and it was back. I was almost healed. I had moved on, I was getting married to someone that was good for me. Just like he had wanted. A normal life.
You left something undone, it's now your rerun
It's the one you can't erase
After a moment of controlling my thoughts, I stepped out of the shower and carelessly put on my clothes I brought with me. I hurried to the kitchen, and as I sat down at the counter with a bowl of cereal, more details started to grace my mind.
Flash Back
I walked to the door, trying to ignore the two people that were following me. Suddenly, my self-control broke like a dam, and I spun, only to trip over my own feet. Cold arms caught me inches from the ground. I thrashed out, knowing I had to be released if I was going to stay angry. I managed to get to my feet, facing the two of them, and I clenched my fists. I turned my eyes to Edward and felt anger, love, want, hate, and anxiety just to name a few emotions. My angry side won the battle for dominance.
"Get out!" I yelled at him, my voice alarmingly loud. "Get the hell away and never come back!" I screamed, sobbing as I shouted now. I whirled and tugged open the door, bursting into the house and collapsing on the living room coach.
After that was a blur, I stood in the water longer and urged the memories. It would be bad for me, I know, but I HAD to know. Little by little it all started inking back…
You should have made it right, so you wouldn't have to fight
To put a smile back on your face
Flash back
He stared at me, "Bella, you don't know what you're doing. You're delusional honey." That really did it. Not only was he being calm and smiling, he was acting the way I did with the patients in the mental ward! "I. AM. NOT. DELUSIONAL! You are!! You think you can just flippin' waltz back into my life and I'll welcome you with open arms after all the shit you've put me though?! I don't think so! I've spent way, WAY too many hellish nights waiting for that. I've it-I'm over YOU! I don't need nor want any part of what you or your dammed traitorous family has to offer. I don't want it! Do you get it now you idiotic, self-obsessed, moron of a vampire? DO YOU?!?!? GET. OUT!" He left after that, and I drank all the tequila I could find.
You fall away from your past
But it's following you
I gasped and realized I had been holding my breath. Quickly I wrapped a towel around me and turned off the shower. I knew, and now I wanted to forget. I watched the water drain from the tub and though of how easy it would be to just stop it all. Like the water, it would all just slowly and gracefully fall away until there was nothing left but the droplets that would soon dry away. How easy…
You fall away
You fall away
I'd dressed now, and the coffee was helping with the headache a bit. Not much though, not even the Tylenol I'd just popped. Stupid pills that won't work, stupid unreliable vampire haunting me, stupid coffee that won't help ether. I put the two-thirds empty mug in the sing and followed Angela to the car. She kept on giving me sidelong glances as if she expected me to take out a knife and slit my throat at any second. No, it wouldn't be that easy to outrun this. If it was, I'd have committed suicide a long time ago. A VERY long time ago. No, things like this have to be faced, sooner or later.
Something I've done that I can't outrun
Maybe you should wait maybe you should run
As we made our way into the hospital, I kept my eyes firmly on the ground. I did not want to have to deal with any other people, but I knew that when I had taken my oath to heal, I had given up the right to choose who I dealt with. We reached the locker rooms, and I hurried in and dug through my locker for my spare pair of scrubs, because my favorite ones were currently lying on the floor in the living room, another disturbing fact I had discovered. I dismissed that fact from my mind, and got changed quickly. When I was tying my shoes, hands wrapped around my middle, and a chin was rested upon my shoulder. I tensed, and when I saw my fiancé, I relaxed. "Hi, Patrick." I said, in my best happy tone I could muster at the moment.
"Were you ok yesterday? You just took off…What happened?" he asked in a slightly hurt tone. "Oh, sorry, I was totally out of it last night. I wanted in on the Mcgee surgery later today, and studied like crazy, and realized I studied the wrong thing and everything… so I was stressed." I lied.
But there's something you've said that can't be undone
Patrick seemed to buy it. "Yeah, I guess. That happened to me last month. And then Angela (who hadn't studied at all) got the surgery, remember? Ha." Patrick chuckled. We both straightened as the locker room door opened, and the residents and attendings walked in. I heard George whispering in Angela's ear, "Did you hear? This Cullen guy is assigned to a bunch of new interns to improve the program. He picked 5 of us." I stiffened, my eyes locked on my locker.
"Alright, I'm Doctor Cullen, and I'm a new attending here. Five of you will be my interns for the remainder of your internship here. If I call you're name, please follow me.", the all too familiar voice sounded clearly through the locker room. The voice shot through me like an arrow, reminding me of the still unhealed wound around my heart.
And you fall away from your past
But it's following you
"Angela, George, Denise, Heidi and… Isabella, please follow me." I turned and saw the familiar head of blonde hair disappear out the door. My legs led me through the door, and into the cluster awaiting instructions from the surgeon that was now gathering charts from the nurses station. He turned and I felt the wound sting painfully. My hand twitched, but I made no other move to show the suffering I held inside.
"Ok, Angela, George, Denise and Heidi, the ER has an overflow from the flu, they need help." Carlisle instructed, and as three out of the four marched off without hesitation, Angela lagged behind, throwing uneasy glanced between the blonde and myself. She finally left, with an expression I could recognize as regret and chagrin.
You fall away
It's following you
"Alright, Isabella, you are going to assist me on my morning rounds." The Doctor told me, and I didn't dare look at his face, but I nodded swiftly. As I followed him towards the elevators, I saw his feet make a sharp right and I followed, not realizing that it was a linens closet. When I realized this, I spun around only to see the door snap shut.
I opened my mouth to scream, and a cold, small hand clamped over it to silence me. "Bella, don't make this difficult." The musical voice of someone I once considered a best friend said in my ear, tugging me towards the back of the closet.
Carlisle spoke next, and his voice was low and urgent. "Is he coming, Alice?" Alice paused for a moment, and then spoke quickly. "Yes, he's almost here." I thrashed out, trying desperately to break free, but my hands were seized and pinned behind my back with one hand. "Bella…." Alice sighed exasperatedly.
"It's IZZY!! IZZY!!" I shouted, managing to somehow slip out under her grip around my mouth. Alice twisted and got my mouth again. "Fine, Izzy, but we'll who you are when Edward gets here…."
You fall away