Chapter 2
Edward felt as if something hit him and he jerked. His consciousness awakened but he cannot move his body nor lift his finger. It was so dark and he tried to find a way to get out of the darkness. He was running in circles until he saw a stark of light in a faraway corner.
"Edward..."
He heard a sweet voice. It was full of concern and he felt better as the nurturing, familiar voice enveloped his auditory nerves.
He followed the light and suddenly, he was blindsided. He shut his eyes hard.
"Edward?! Oh my God, Carlysle! Edward moved! I think he's waking up already!"
Esme! He groaned as he heard his mother's panicky voice.
He heard footsteps coming closer and stopped beside him. He felt hand touched his chest and his forehead.
"He's doing pretty alright, Esme. His vital signs are getting better." Carlysle's full but modulated voice filled his ear.
"Thank God! I hope he wakes up already, Carlysle. I'm already so worried. He'd been unconscious for two days now."
"He'll be fine, Esme. Your son is a strong one. He'll wake up anytime soon. Stop worrying too much."
He heard his mother's deep sigh. She wrapped her hand around his in a loving manner and he squeezed her soft hands. Her mother was the most loving and caring mother in the world and he was just so thankful that God put him in this family.
"Edward!" Esmeralda exclaimed. "Carlysle, Edward squeezed my hand!"
He slowly opened his eyes. The room was so bright that he blinked in succession, adjusting his eyesight to the brightness of the room.
"Oh my God, you're awake, at last!"
Her mother's beautiful face greeted his eyes. She was sitting beside him, holding his one hand, as her worried eyes locked with his.
"Mom..." He whispered softly.
"Thank God!" Esmeralda's eyes sparkled in happiness as she ducked to embrace him. "I've been worried sick for two days. What happened to you, Eddie?"
He felt something stirred his stomach as he heard his pet name. Esme usually calls him Eddie if he does something ridiculous like a child.
He pulled a crooked smile. "I'm alright, Mom. Nothing to worry about."
"You!" His mother ruined his sleek, blonde hair, a gesture that she was used to do when annoyed. "Tell me not to worry when you're almost dead for two days."
He smiled impishly at her. "But I'm alright now." He tried to move and sat on the bed.
He was in his room inside the Cullen Mansion. His room was neatly arranged. Thanks to Esme. His mother always makes sure that everything in the house was spotless including her children's rooms.
He looked around. Carlysle was standing in one corner, quietly watching with ardent eyes. Their eyes met and suddenly something struck his mind.
"Carlysle?" His voice notched a pitch higher as he remembered about the woman that he had tried to save days ago. "How was she?"
Carlysle looked at the window with a blank stare.
He cocked his eyebrows as he saw his father's reaction.
"Don't tell me...?" His eyes started to change colors. For a moment, he was caught off guard. He didn't know what to do. He wasn't even aware that his voice was already laced with panic. The thought that the woman was already dead was simply unacceptable.
Carlysle put his hands in his pockets. He was wearing his white scrubs, as always. He was a doctor on the go.
"Follow me, Edward..." He turned around and walked out of his room.
He jumped off the bed nonchalantly.
"Easy, Eddie. You're not yet in good shape." Esmeralda yelped as she tried to stop him.
"I'm already okay, Mom. Good as brand new," he winked at her still worried mother and followed Carlysle.