Chapter Seven
EPOV
After eleven Shots of tequila I still wasn't feeling any better. Why in the hell was I allowing Bella to have this fucked up hold on me? What kinda shit is this? Edward, dude…get a fucking grip! I sat at the bar silently debating if I was going to order another shot of tequila but it was quite obvious that tequila wasn't fucking helping. Frank came over and patted me on the back and handed me another shot of something.
"just looked like you had a long day son. I figured this shot of whiskey could do you some good!"
I grabbed the small glass and turned it up to my mouth. DAMN… that shit was strong. I had a few more shots of whiskey and decided it was time to head back to campus. I left frank $40 on the bar and headed back to my car. I jumped in and immediately turned on the radio as I sped off into the night blasting "closer" by Kings Of Leon. My speed was increasing as I rushed to get back to that hole of nothingness.
My vision was blurred and my senses at that point were non-existent. Ok so I'd had a bit too much to drink, but it was entirely too late to turn back time. As I rounded the curve ahead at full speed I was suddenly broken out of my alcohol induced trance by the crackling of metal and the pressure I felt from hitting my head on the steering wheel. Before I could realize what was happening everything went black
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BPOV
After I left the diner I headed back to campus feeling better about life….well somewhat. As I raced towards campus a million different things ran through my mind. I figured that I should be a little nicer to Edward, considering he hadn't done anything to me….well at least anything that particularly mattered much. As I drove pass frank's bar I began to pick up speed knowing that I was closer to campus, and kinda in a hurry to apologize for my actions before it was too late.
Just as I drove around the bend I saw a mass of bright lights racing towards my car from behind at a frightening speed. My instincts told me to speed up to avoid an accident but like an idiot I decided to try and move out of the way of the reckless driver behind me. As I maneuvered off to the side of the road I was hit from the side by the car behind me. I hit my head on the steering wheel and felt the blood begin to trickle down my forehead. I shook off the pain without any problems
I looked to my left and couldn't see if the offensive driver was hurt or not. I reached for my cell and called 911 just in case the other driver was hurt. I jumped out of the passenger side of my truck and ran to the car. Upon coming to the window I realized that the reckless driver that hit me was Edward and he'd been knocked unconscious on impact. I was immediately panicking because I wasn't sure if he would be ok or not. My first reaction was to jump in the car and pull him out, but I remembered in my fire rescue
class that pulling a person from their car after an accident was dangerous and could cause permanent bodily harm. Jesus Christ! Please let Edward be ok!
I burst the window out of his passenger's side window and called to him hoping that he could hear me through his present unconscious state.
"Edward! Edward, if you hear me move, groan any damn thing to let me know that you are alive"
I waited for any kind of response from him and I got nothing. I knew I couldn't just let him lay in his car in that state. It wasn't safe for him and at that moment I realized what I had to. Fuck that rescue class…I have to save his life by any means necessary. His life was in my hands and I wasn't about to wait for the paramedics to show up. I slowly pulled him out of his Volvo, careful not to hurt him anymore.
So what that Edward was twice my size amidst his slender body build? It was hard but I managed to carry him to my truck without any mishaps and in an instant we were headed to the closest hospital I knew in Port Angeles.
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JPOV
It had been a long two weeks of school and I was already getting irritated, so Emmett and I decided that we needed to relieve some stress. What better way to relieve stress than over some beer and greasy ass cheese pizza.
I knew Alice and Rosalie weren't going to like our choice so we offered to take them somewhere else. They declined, stating that they had "girlie" things to do, and we were happy that we didn't have to change our plans any. The pizza and beer was the best we'd had in a while and we were happy to enjoy it until I received a text from Alice saying "911, PLEASE CALL ASAP!"
What in god's name had happened in the last two hours. I immediately showed Emmett and he looked at the message and displayed that he had the very same one from Rosalie.
"Dude, what's up with that?" Emmett asked as he laid his half of the bill money in the table. Honestly i didn't know what to tell Emmett, so I simply shrugged my shoulders and dialed Alice's cell to find out. She picked up on the second ring. Before I could say anything she was already talking a mile a minute.
"Jasper, Something terrible has happened! Where are you and Emmett? Are you close to the hospital in Port Angeles? If not how soon can you get there?" Jesus Christ woman slow down please!
"Whoa Alice What's going on? Who's in the Hospital? And yea me and Em are in Port Angeles"
"It's Edward, Him and Bella were in an accident! She just called me and said that she driven him to the hospital. She doesn't know what's going on." Alice explained sounding anxious. She seemed scared.
"Alright Alice, me and Em are on the way. We'll meet you there in 20 minutes"
I heard her whimper as the call was ended. Emmett looked at me waiting Anxiously for details.
"Em, Edward and Bella were in a car accident and are Port Angeles Memorial. We have to get there quick, no one knows whats going on"
Emmett looked horrified and I could tell that he was worried about his little brother and about bella. I pulled my wallet out and left $20 on the table as we ran out of the pizza parlor to head to the hospital, where I hoped that everything was ok.