I APPOLIGIZE FOR REPOSTING THIS CHAPTER… BUT I REALIZE A LOT OF MISTAKES WITH IT (HATED IT)… TRY READING IT AGAIN, IT MIGHT BE BETTER THIS TIME…
Disclaimer: Not mine… (cricket cricket… awkward) moving on…
(AN: So, I hope you like what's going on so far… read on…)
Ch 4
"Hello there, love. How are you feeling?" I asked overly exited.
She didn't answer.
"Bella?"
Then she opened her mouth finally to talk. "Who's Bella?" she asked confused.
(EPOV)
"Don't be silly sweet heart. You're Bella." I said with a chuckle.
Her eyes grew huge. I've never seen her so confused before. Looking down at her hands she took in a deep breath, and then let it out slowly wincing in pain. That's right, she had broken ribs.
"What's a matter love?" I asked. Her eyes shot back to me. Just as fast as she opened her mouth to talk, she shut it again. "Bella?"
"If I am Bella…….. Than who are you?" she asked. Starting to panic I called for Carlisle.
He ran into the room. "What's the matter? Is there something wrong with Bella?" he asked in a hurry. While he examined her he realized her consciousness. "Oh, thank goodness Bella, you're awake.
She didn't say anything.
Edward, why did you call? Is something wrong? He thought.
It took me a while to answer but once I got my thoughts straight I spoke. "She doesn't remember me. She doesn't even remember herself. Is it possible she has what I think she has?"
Carlisle thought about it then sighed. "It's possible she has amnesia." He sat in a chair by Bella's side. She sat up scarred but winced in pain that was probably pounding in her head by now.
"Bella, Sweet Heart? Can you tell me who I am and where you are." Her eyes started to tear up as she looked around, and then shook her head.
It felt like my dead heart was being ripped out of my chest. My Bella didn't remember me…
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22 hours later…
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She slept looking more beautiful than ever. Bella had a major case of amnesia and Carlisle couldn't estimate how long it would last. After being satisfied with her casted rist and numerous set stitching, he gave leave for letting Bella check out in about a week if she gets plenty of rest and heals like she should.
Charlie showed up that day while Bella slept. He was so relived she was out of the coma but distraught at the fact that she wouldn't know who he was.
I was mostly in my thoughts as usual as I watched her face. I mostly thought about my future with Bella. She was my fiancée for crying out loud; what if she still doesn't remember by our wedding date? The last thing I wanted to do was postpone our vows for living an eternity together but I wouldn't force her to do anything she didn't want.
After a while of just thinking I have come up with a solution. I will help Bella remember most of her life as her friend then once she's mostly healed I'll never let her out of my sight. No more danger will come to her; not even the 'natural' causes; like tripping.
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Three days later…
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Bella was healing at an amazing rate. I spent most of my time in the room with my love teaching her the simple things she'd forgotten; like how to eat or how to brush her hair. I also gave her an out line of her life. It was mostly about all the stuff I new about her life. I didn't leave out anything; except being a vampire of course.
Renee had flown back to Florida yesterday after attempting to make a memorable appearance to her daughter. My family also made their selves known.
"Hi Bella, my name is Alice your best friend in the whole entire world." My sister said excitedly.
"Alice…" Bella tried the name on her lips. She's been doing that with every new person she meets; probably trying her hardest to mach each name to each face.
She learned my name first and seemed to have remembered it right away. I am so proud of her. Her progress is phenomenal but she still can't remember anything.
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Two days later…
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Tomorrow Bella and I will be leaving the hospital. Charlie agreed to let her stay at my house since she is my fiancé and all. Plus she needed to be with someone at all times and Charlie has to work.
I felt smug as I packed up her stuff to prepare her for tomorrow's departure.
"E…Edward?" she whispered softly.
"Yeah, Bella?"
She stood up from the bed more confident. "What are you doing?"
"I'm packing up your stuff so we can leave tomorrow."
"Where are we going?" her eyes grew wide as she started to panic. As far as she is concerned, the hospital is the only home she has ever known. I could understand why leaving could be frightening.
"We are going to my house." I patted her shoulder. "Don't worry darling. Everything will be ok."
(AN: Sorry it's short but unlike some people I have a life… hahaha just kidding who has a life anymore… Please REVIEW!!)
I HOPE IT'S WRITTEN BETTER AND MAKES MORE SENSE.