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Destiny

Chapter 12

How dare he?

I can't believe this! He knows I'm going out with Jacob. What makes him think he can just say that? What does he think will happen?

A prickling heat coursed up and down my body and I realised I was shaking. A stupid heart monitor I hadn't noticed before was bleeping wildly.

Edward was sitting motionless, calm and collected. He looked like a parent, patiently waiting out a toddler's tantrum.

"Get out!" I hissed.

He nodded once and silently got up. He paused at the door and quietly said "Think about it." (As if I couldn't not now!) And then he left.

I sucked in my breath and held it for ten seconds till I knew he was gone before bursting into tears for the first time in five years. Shivers replaced the prickling heat and I stuffed the duvet into my mouth in an attempt to silence the moans that escaped uncontrollably.

I know what I must do now, but I can't. It will hurt him so much. And me? It will hurt me too.

Bustling in and out of the wards, I was feeling rather useless again. The patients don't particularly need me because of the steady stream of visitors that trickle through the two hour slot.

I decided to go and check in on Bella. There was something exciting about being in a room with her; like she radiated drama.

On entering the ward I saw she was staring out of the window, her features glowing in the afternoon sunshine. I thought it must have caused her pain to stare directly into the sunlight as she did but she seemed oblivious to any pain. She must have heard me enter for she turned to look at me before staring back out of the window. "Nice day out", she said blankly.

Something about her expression told me she was bearing the stress of a woman beyond her years. I agreed with her cheerfully. The room was silent. Awkwardly, I approached the bed and sat in the seat by it. She turned her gaze on me again, this time an inquisitive look on her face.

"Sorry, it's a quiet shift today, hope you don't mind" I said, answering her unspoken question.

She gave me a small smile. "It's cool, I could use the company." Her expression darkened slightly.

"You're boyfriend seems lovely." I commented.

"You met Jacob?" she asked. I couldn't read her expression. It seemed both pained and hopeful.

"Yes, he came in earlier but you were asleep."

"Oh," was all she said.

"He saved your life, you know." I said, feeling a sense of joy for seeing how her face brightened up. She was really very beautiful. I had heard how some people said the eyes are the window to the soul: but her eyes were her soul. I don't know anything about her except her name but I can see the intensity in her eyes, the way her feelings change like the weather. Nobody can truly predict the weather. It explains the draw I had to her room. I wanted to know what her eyes were like. I had guessed blue but I was so wrong. They're green and brown, the colours of early autumn, with a gold ring around the iris and a passion in the gleam of her pupil.

"He saved my life." She whispered, suddenly so contented I felt as if I had relieved her of some unforeseen burden.

"Yes, he did." I relayed the tail as best as I could, pausing to insert the name: "Jacob" she breathed. I watched her carefully as I told her how he had followed her up the hill and bandaged her arm- the other nurses and I had gone through the story thoroughly, enjoying the gossip romance brought to the hospital- she seemed to get happier and happier as I told her how he'd ripped his own shirt for a make-shift bandage; how he'd been an emotional wreck on the helicopter (though she seemed very upset she'd missed the ride) and she was practically glowing by the time I'd finished.

"Thank you." She murmured, "That's helped me a lot."

"You must be exhausted, dear" I said as her eyes drooped shut. She didn't seem to hear me, she was fast asleep. I got up the leave and as I walked out the door I could have sworn I'd heard her say, "Now to choose" before she rolled over and fell silent.

Why, hello again. fancy seeing you here.

Ahh, Bella has to choose between Jacob and Edward! who do you think she should choose?

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Ruth x