We stood there for at least five minutes glaring at each other.

I didn't even notice Jasper and Alice walk up.

"Wow," Alice said softly.

I looked at her. "Oh. Uh, I have to go."
She smiled. "See you tomorrow."
Jasper waved. "Bye Bella."
I smiled. "Bye."

Alice and Jasper got in their car and drove off, leaving Edward by his just glaring at me. I rolled my eyes.

I started walking angrily to my car.

Stupid Edward.

I stepped in a hole and immediately panicked.

My ankle twisted, and I felt it break.
Damn it.
I winced, but didn't make a noise.

Smooth Bella, smooth. Especially with Edward right there!

I saw a car driving towards me, and they were going really fast too.

I was frozen. I couldn't even move.

The car skidded and started slowing down, and I knew, they wouldn't slow down in time.

I closed my eyes, prepared for anything.

I heard a sound that sounded like the car hit another car and opened my eyes.

Edward was in front of me, his hand pushed against the car.

He looked into my eyes and lowered his hand. I couldn't breathe. I leaned back and my head hit the ground.

I looked where his hand had been and saw a hand print. He stood up and ran off, leaving me sitting on the ground, completely clueless.

"Are you okay?" a guy asked as he got out of his car. "Whoa. What is that from?"
I just stared at the handprint. "I'm not sure," I lied.
"I'm so sorry," he said quickly. "I'm gonna call the ambulance. You wait here."
"No!" I exclaimed. "I'm fine, really."
I tried standing up, but then I remembered my ankle was broken.

"No," I insisted. "Really, I'm fine."

He sighed. "If you say so."
"Sorry about the dent in your car," I said softly.
He shrugged. "Unless that was your head, it was my fault." He smiled at me. "I'm Bradley. You are?"
"Bella," I said softly.

"Oh," he said. "You're Kaytlen's new friend."
I nodded. "Yeah."

"I'm her boyfriend," he informed me. "Well, it's nice to meet you, and don't worry about this. I just hope you're okay."
"I tripped before you came," I said simply. "Thanks anyways."
He helped me wobble over to my car. "You might want to go to the doctor."
I nodded. "Yeah. Mom'll flip."
He smiled. "Well, see ya."
I nodded. "Bye."
I got in my car and just stared.
Edward had instantly gotten in front of me.

How?
With his bare hand, he made a handprint on his car!
How?
I started my car and drove towards the doctor's office.

Good thing I had my debit card.

I limped my way in and signed a piece of paper.

I had had worse.

"Go on in," she said softly. "Dr. Cullen will see you now. Room 7"
I just blinked.
Cullen?
I walked back to room seven and sat down.

It didn't surprise me that Edward was in there too.

He groaned. "Kill me."
I just stared at him.
I was confused. What was up with him?
"So, Edward," a man said as he walked. "What did you need to talk about?" he looked at me. "Oh! Hi. I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen. You can just call me Carlisle."
"I'm Bella," I said softly.
He smiled. "Well, it's pretty obvious your ankle's broken. It's not surgery bad, but it'll definitely need a cast."
I sighed. "Okay. Whatever you think is best."
Edward was staring at me. It wasn't harsh and cold like it had been just seconds ago.

"Can you help me out Edward?" Carlisle asked. "Take her to the casting room. I've got to go somewhere really quickly."
Neither one of us got a chance to protest.

Edward sighed. "Come on."
I stood up and started trying to get there on my own. Edward rolled his eyes and put one of my arms around him.

"What is going on?" I asked softly.

"What do you mean?" he asked blankly.

"How did you get there so fast?" I asked quickly. "How did you make a handprint on his car? How did you do it?"

He raised his eyebrows. "I didn't. You're imagining things."
"He saw it too!" I exclaimed. "Well, not what happened, but the outcome."
Edward led me into a room and sat me on a bed.

"You at least owe me that much," I said. "An explanation."
"I don't owe you anything," he said firmly. "It would seem to me you owe me something."

I rolled my eyes. "So, you're gonna leave me to wonder?"
He nodded. "Yeah. Pretty much."

I scowled at him, and Carlisle walked in.

"Let's get you fixed up."