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Chapter 4

I woke up to red. Everything was red, it started to turn yellow, it was then I realized my eyes were still closed. I didn't open my eyes as I took inventory of myself. I could feel my body fine. Legs… no pain and they were still there. Arms, yup… upper body… fine. I brought my attention to my head where there was an aching pain throbbing at the back of my head. Annoying but not unmanageable. After I was sure I wasn't falling apart then I slowly opened my eyes. I looked up to see a very, very, handsome doctor. He looked no older than 30 but no younger than 20. He had a resemblance to Edward and all the people who sat at that table, except he also didn't look anything like them. "Good you're awake!" he said, "I'm Dr. Cullen, that was nasty fall you took. You have a mild concussion, and a gash at the back of you head." I gapped at him for a moment, he was Edward's father. Well I guess I know where he gets his good looks from.

"You're Edward's dad?" I asked, it was pretty obvious, but I just had to make sure. "Yes", Dr. Cullen said, "Well adoptive father to be exact". My eyes widened they looked so much alike! How could they not be blood related? He turned away and went over to a small table that was near my bed and started flipping through the papers that were on it. "Um… Dr. Cullen?" I asked to get his attention. "Oh, please call me Carlisle", he said giving me a small smile, "What would you like dear?" It was weird to hear him call me dear; I'm used to hearing that from old people but not from people like him. "How long was I out?" I asked hoping it would be too long. I'd laugh if I found out I had been sleeping for half a year, it would also be a good thing though. That would mean only 1 and a half years in the Forks and then I could get out of this hell hole! If only I were so lucky.

"Little more than half a day", Carlisle said, "It's not even noon yet". I sighed wondering when I'd catch a break. Like really how much bad luck is that, I get a concussion on the first day of school. I guess I'll push past it and try not to be so superstitious, probably would do me some good not to be so cynical all the time. Edward's father turned back to his papers and went flipping through them swiftly. I wondered if he were reading my medical records, he could be astounded by how many injuries I've acquired in the short sixteen years of my life. I pretty sure I got my first broken bone when I was one. Although that was probably Renee's fault since I doubt I could even walk, so it would be hard to be clumsy.

I'm actually surprised I wasn't taken into child services, with all the negligence, and a few times abuse. Not to bad, but slaps, kicks, and punches start to accumulate over years. But ohh well, no one really cares about poor little ol' me, so I may as well not wallow in my sorrows. I'll just go to my happy place. Oh and here comes Edward popping up out of no where. Is it just me or am I getting a bit obsessed after like two days of knowing him?

"So do you remember how you ended up here?" I jumped as I was thrown back into reality by Carlisle's voice. "Um… I remember falling, hitting my head… blood… and… Edward?" I said, wondering if Edward even helped me or I was just imagining his face. "Yes, Edward was the one who brought you to the hospital. As a matter of fact I think he's still in the waiting room. Would you like to see him?"

I shrugged, "Sure". I didn't was to seem too eager. When Carlisle turned to go out the door, Edward pushed the door open suddenly, and Carlisle dodged the door flying at his face quickly. "Hello Bella", Edward said. His voice made me melt and I fumbled for words. I've never gotten so tongue tied around a guy, usually I would just play around with them, making them think I wanted them, and then ignoring them, without even a kiss to leave behind. Guys are easy play things, but I suspect Edward is different. Once I had finally found my tongue I mumbled a pathetic "hello" back. He took a few steps towards me and stood besides my bed. "How are you feeling?" he asked softly. I looked over to where Carlisle used to be standing and realized he left the room. I wasn't sure how long ago. "I'm alright".

"How's your head?" Edward asked. I winced when I thought of it. "Not all that great", I sighed. He reached out and I felt hands brushing on the back of my head, the coldness of his hands felt nice against my pounding head. His hands probed at my wound. I grimaced as a sting went through my head. "Sorry", he breathed. But he continued examining my head as if he was a doctor. I wondered what he was doing but I couldn't bring myself to care. All's I cared about was the feeling of his hands on me. "It's a bit tender but you should be fine", Edward said. I smirked, "So you're a doctor now?" Edward shook his head, "The knowledge comes from living with someone who's devoted there life to helping people".

I nodded absently, thinking about how he talked pretty old fashioned. His hands were still buried in my thick hair even though he didn't seem to be inspecting my head anymore. I closed my eyes trying to get away from the light. It was starting to give me a major head ache. I could hear the faint breathing of Edward standing beside me, and for some reason his presence comforted me. He sighed, and I struggled to open my eyes. I hadn't realized how tired I was. "I better let you sleep". I shook my head and slowly opened my eyes. My eye lids felt like lead. "Stay, I don't want to be alone", I said. I actually don't mind being alone, but if being alone meant he had to leave then I would much rather have some company. I closed my eyes again when he pulled a chair away from the wall and put it beside my bed.

I let myself slip away to the darkness that wanted to devour me, and then spit me out amidst flowers, made of colours that only live in imagination.

Carlisle's Point of View

I looked over her file over and over again, determined to make sure there was nothing wrong with her. Determined to make sure Edward wouldn't get hurt again, I doubt anyone of us would be able to stand Edward worse than he is now. Alice in particular, he's been even testier with her, than the rest of us. I saw nothing wrong with her in her medical history, just a lot of injuries due to clumsiness. Just to be sure I quickly logged onto the computer in my office and went to the web site that had every ones records on there.

Quite convenient, I must say. It saves me a lot of trouble of looking through pointless web sites. Although any hacker with a brain could get on here. I easily hacked into the data base and searched Isabella Swan. Carlisle skimmed through it looking for something important, but mostly finding trivial stuff. Mother's maiden name Higginbotham, poor girl. Middle name, Marie, and the list went on. My eyes halted on one word, amnesia. I frowned and my eye brows furrowed.

"A friend brought her into the hospital in critical condition. Her wrists and ankles were lacerated. A main artery was cut in her wrist. Five ribs, six fingers, both arms, and one of her legs were broken. There was a fracture in her skull. Patient showed signs of amnesia, depression, and schizophrenic behavior. After a month depression seemed gone, and schizophrenic behavior ceased. But amnesia was still a factor."

Edward's Point of View

I stared at Bella's perfect body that was bathed in moonlight. I breathed in her scent, tasting the freesia and strawberries that always seems to be her natural scent. She smelled delicious, but it was also like breathing in a mouthful of flames. Scorching my throat and the insides of my nose. Maybe the flames, the burning wouldn't be so bad, so hard to handle, if it weren't for the desire. The desire to spill her blood, suck her dry. The desire to kill, to hunt. The way a starving man desires for food… no that's not right. The way a heroin addict starves for the drug. I wonder if a recovering heroin addict would be able to sit and stare at the thing they want the most without using it.

I watched as her breasts moved up and down with each breath she took, listened to the steady thrumming heartbeat that signaled she was still alive. I wonder if I wasn't so used to this feeling- used to the feeling of burning- I'd be able to hold out for so long without killing her, I doubt it very much. I swallowed trying to get rid of the dryness in my mouth (A.N- wait to vampires have spit? If they don't in here they do!)

The startling thing was I also had another desire. I wanted the feel of her naked skin on mine, her soft lips on my hard ones. I want to feel her skin beneath my finger tips, everywhere; I want to feel her hands on me. And this is all new. With all the others it was just a desire for they're blood… nothing more, nothing less. But with is entirely different. I actually feel almost human when I'm with Bella.

I started listening for her thoughts, hoping there was some way I'd be able to hear them. I wondered what was different about her. It's very frustrating, being unable to hear what she's thinking. My mind was open to everyone else's thoughts too as I tried to listen for Bella's. I stopped breathing as Carlisle's thoughts rushed into me head, along with everyone else's. I quickly tuned everyone but Carlisle out. I almost roared with fury as Carlisle finished reading Bella's file.

Bella's Point of View

I woke up to a strangled, screaming sound. It was quiet, but loud enough for me to hear, and it was coming from some where close to me. My eyes shot open and I looked over to where Edward was sitting before I fell asleep. I saw him standing beside the chair. His facial expression changed from strained to composed in a matter of milliseconds. "Are you alright?" I asked, assuming that the sound came from him since he was the only one in the room. "Why would I not be alright?" he asked. I frowned, "You just like… screamed, in a way". Then he frowned, "No, I didn't scream, it must've been in your dream". I sighed, "Ok, whatever". I could've sworn he screamed but I guess not, maybe I'm just insane… okay not maybe, I am insane. I stared at Edward for a moment; he was just so beautiful it was hard to look away. I licked my suddenly dry lips and my heart started pounding, and it felt like it was swelling.

Then another feeling wormed its way into my body, and it wasn't likely to be ignored. It was the feeling of desire, and addiction. God I wanted some pot! This feeling had only happened once before when most of my sources went dry, I had no money and none of my mom's 'boyfriends' had any I could steal. I was going to have to find a dealer soon, having an addiction but not having what I wanted was worse than having an itch couldn't scratch. I groaned, and Edward looked at me in concern, "Are you alright?" mimicking me from before. He took a step towards me, and he put his hand on my arm. I shuddered at the touch of his cold flesh on mine.

"Ya, I'm fine", I said and sighed, trying to ignore the longing for some sort of drug buzzing through my veins. I was never into the hard stuff, but I've fooled around with them a bit. If I get desperate enough then I can tap into Charlie's alcohol collection, even though I've never been a big fan of liquor. Edwards hand was still on my arm, well the inside of my wrist to be exact, and it was very distracting. Just his hand lightly on my wrist was enough to make me dizzy, my eye lids felt heavy, and my heart was pounding like no one would believe. I wouldn't be surprised if he heard it too.

I looked at him ad watched as he hooked his foot around the chair leg and pulled it closer to the bed. He seemed reluctant to lose the little contact we had. Edward sat down and looked at me. "Are you sure, you're okay?" he asked. I nodded trying to concentrate on his words not the feeling of his hand. I nodded as my other addiction fell from my mind. I think I might be addicted to Edward and I've only been exposed to him for less than a week. I closed my eyes as his long fingers traced random shapes on the inside of my wrist. "How's your head?" His voice was almost a purr. Or was probably the most sensual voice she'd ever heard. "It's…F-Fine", I stuttered, sounding like a fool. My throat was tight, my heart was pounding in my ears, and my skin felt like it was on a sensory overload.

He leaned in closer and I got a face full of his scent- he was close enough to kiss- I breathed in deeply, I wondered what type of cologne he wore, because it was absolutely intoxicating. I sighed, and as soon as that breath was out he back away quicker than I could have thought. He had a guarded expression on his face, and he looked angry… or frustrated. He looks sexy when he's angry. Maybe he backed away because my breathe didn't smell great… actually it probably smells downright horrible I haven't brushed my teeth since this morning and after I sleep I always get an moldy sock taste in my mouth., which I have right now.

I slowly sit up and prop myself up on my elbows. "What are you doing?!" Edward asks, "You just had a concussion, I really don't think you should be moving around." I sighed, "Please, I need to move, I can't just lay here like a lump!" He sighed, "Fine… we can go for a short walk around. But mind it's night so you have to be quiet because most of the patients are sleeping. And you should be sleeping!"

"What can I say I'm nocturnal, and I've been sleeping all day!" I said and Edward snorted. It was weird hearing him snort; it just seemed too normal and inelegant. I started pulling at the thin hospital blanket that was covering me. The sides of the blanket were stuffed under the mattress and my arms felt a little soft. I struggled with the blanket for a moment until Edward pulled it easily away from my body. I sat up slowly and gingerly placed my feet on the cold floor. I got a slight head rush but other then that I felt fine. I stood up then stumbled. Edward caught me right away and wrapped his arm around my waist to keep me steady, I gave him a grateful smile as he helped me walk out into the hallway.

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Okay, well that was shorter than I wanted but still be happy that I actually have a new chapter up!!!! Well I hope you liked!!!