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Poisoned Rose

Chapter 6: Mind tricks.

*Bella's POV*

I hate waiting. Every second was torture. I found myself pasting up and down the waiting room. Waiting desperately for information. I almost leaped at every doctor or nurse that pasted. I hate hospitals! Even the smell of them makes me queasy. Questions raced through my mind, making my head hurt. This was all my fault!

The last time I was in hospital was the start of the worst period of my life. My parents dying and then Edward. I can't lose Edward again.

''Isabella Swan? Friend of Edward Cullen?'' A doctor asked, putting out his hand for me to shake. Normally I would of corrected him, because I hate been called Isabella, but I didn't bother.

''Yes.'' I smiled although my face and tone was seriously, I shook his hand.

''Ok, were going to keep Edward in for a few days in till he is stable. It appears he has suffered a mental breakdown. He will be put on some medication and should be back to normal in a few months.'' His words echoed in my head. A mental breakdown! Things must have been much worse than I first thought and I had pushed him over the edge.

''A few months?'' I asked, shocked at the amount of time it would take. How would I juggle work and look after him?

''Yes, I'm afraid these things take time.'' He smiled, while rubbing my shoulder.

''Can I see him?'' I asked.

''Of course, but only for a few minutes he needs some rest.'' He smiled and pointed me in the right direction.

As much as I wanted to see Edward for some reason I felt nervous. I started planning of what to say to him. Would he even respond to me? Should I apologise for pushing him to far? I couldn't think straight. I anticipated the long walk to his hospital ward. I stared through the frosted window I could just about see him. He didn't look any different to what I remembered him before the 'breakdown.' I didn't really know what I expected.

I inhaled a huge breath of oxygen and clenched the handle of the door; I pushed it open quietly, not wanting to disturb him if he was sleeping. He wasn't.

''Bella…'', He smiled, as he looked up at me. The smile on his face gave me a huge sigh of relief. He wasn't mad with me, that it self lifted a massive amount of weigh that I was carrying on my shoulders. He also sounded normal, although he looked a bit embarrassed and still a bit agitated.

''Edward. I'm sorry. I shouldn't of kept pushing you. I'm really so_'' I started but Edward placed his finger over my lips and shushed me.

''Bella, this isn't your fault. Look I have just had a lot on. The only thing you have done, is cared for me.'' He soothed, placing his hand on my chin and pushing it up so I faced him. It was quite a nice gesture. ''I want to come back to yours, I hate hospitals.'' He spoke.

''Edward, as much as I would love to, you have to get better.'' I spoke softly, rubbing his arm.

''Bella, are you saying I'm ill? I'm not ok, I've just had things on my mind!'' He started to yell, but then calmed down slightly.

''Edward, you need help, you want to get better don't you?'' I asked, trying to calm down the mood.

''That's what my medicine is for… I don't need to stop here! I should be with you.'' He said more calmer but still in an unpleasant tone.

After a few minutes of persuasion he said he would stop, just for tonight. He was nearly as suborn as me. I didn't't have a long before the doctors came back. I really didn't want to leave him but I knew it was for the best.

It was weird and lonely with out Edward in the apartment with me, but by the time I was back home it was time to go to sleep anyway.

Like normal I couldn't sleep. I lay on my back for ages staring at the darkened room. Thoughts running through my head, mainly about Edward. I would have to fit work in tomorrow, something I didn't want to do. Alice would either get on my nerves or make me feel better. I shouldn't feel happy, I didn't deserve to be, no matter what Edward said deep down I knew it was my fault. I'd pushed him over the edge.

Why did I need to know so much detail of his past. I already knew things were getting difficult for him. I needed to know something's, I deserved a small explanation. I just kept pushing and pushing. My stubbornness has made someone mentally ill? How could I be so selfish? I just couldn't bare loosing him again, but I wouldn't blame him if he wanted nothing more to do with me.

Edward would be mentally unstable for a long time to come. How could I cope with this and work? I can't afford not to go to work but the way things were I wouldn't have a job to go to. I'd been there barley a week and already had time of. I'd have to go in tomorrow! I had to see Edward after work. Alice would be to much for me and I know I would end up snapping at her. Every tiny thing was bothering me and spinning in my head. I'd still have to convince Edward to stop in hospital. I barley managed to convince him tonight. I was mentally and physically drained. I felt like I could spontaneously combust.

It was days like that I needed a mother and a father. People to help me though everything. Give me advice. But its just me. On my own. I closed my eyes and tried to focus on the positives, which kind of help me relax. I must of fell asleep because the next thing I knew I was awoken by the familiar sound of my alarm clock.

I really wasn't up for work, but it had to be done. I threw some old gray tracksuit bottoms, a white long sleeve top and my favourite gray and blue hoodie. I threw my hair back into a tight pony tail and placed the loose strains of hair with hair spray and clips. I didn't bother with make up. I looked a mess and felt it. I had a lot of time left over before the dreaded walk to work so I sat down a gathered my thoughts.

Work wasn't to bad. Of course the boss wasn't very happy, I didn't expect anything more. Alice wasn't so crazy when I told her my problems. She was actually quite understanding. She's a good friend, Alice is. She even made me laugh a few time. Which was unusual because I didn't even feel like smiling. She gave me a hug before I went and wished me luck. It made me feel a lot better, to talk to someone. She gave me a few words of advice which was what I needed.

''Edward.'' I smiled, as I walked into the room where he was. He looked much worse to day. The bags under his eyes showed he'd had just as little sleep as me.

''Bella, where have you been?'' He crocked.

''Work, I came as soon as I could. How have you been?'' I asked smiling trying to lighten up the mood.

''I've been worried about you.'' He said ignoring my question.

''How have you been?'' I asked again, ignoring his statement.

''Bella, I'm ok, stop asking I'm not ill! I just have a lot of things on my mind! I wish people would stop asking.'' He snapped. He made me flinch from the tone of his voice.

''Ok, I'm only asking…'' I started.

''I know, I'm sorry, I don't mean to snap its just I'm sick of everyone asking me all the time!'' He smiled, his voice was back to normal.

''Were just worried. Edward you gave me a scare I didn't know what to do.'' I panicked and for some reason I started welling up.

''Bella… Don't worry. Bella, I need you to tell the doctors I'm going home. I need to be with you, I can't stay here.'' He smiled rubbing my face.

''No, Edward. If you care for me you will stop here. I can't leave you on your own and I need to work.'' I demanded.

He didn't want to stay but I made him, he did it for me. I knew he wouldn't do it for himself. He didn't think he was ill. He was ill.

*Edward's POV*

They had found me. I thought they wouldn't but they had. Know Bella's safety was at risk. I couldn't leave her on her own, but she knew something would have been up. They said they'd give me time in till they did something to hurt her. But I can't do it again. I need to get away, with Bella. To many innocent lives have been taken, I can't let it happen again. For Bella's sake if not mine…