Chapter Three
I woke up the sound of a contested beeping; I opened my eyes and first noticed the white walls and felt the uncomfortable sheets beneath my body. It was pretty obvious I was in a hospitable room, but for how long I have no idea.
I could barely remember past the morning of my birthday, I had little flashes of something, but couldn't make out what.
I looked to my right, and saw my mother sleeping in one of the two chairs in my room; she had a death grip on my hand.
"Mum" I said quietly, gentle touching her shoulder.
She jerked wide-awake, and looked at me with wide eyes. Before I knew it she was hugging so tight I couldn't breath and she was sobbing my shoulder.
"Oh baby, I'm so glad you awake. Are you okay? How do you feel? Do you need me to get the doctor?" she was rambling by the minute.
She looked for the on call button and started pressing it non-stop, I had to pull her hand away from the button.
"Mum, I'm fine!" I quickly said
The nurse walked in and noticed that I was awake and quickly looked me over and checked my IV that I had in. I hated needles.
"I'll just go let the doctor know that you're awake" she said and was out the door before I could blink.
"Mum, where's Edward?" was the first thing I asked as soon as the nurse left.
She looked at me with sad eyes, but wouldn't say anything.
"Mum, where's Edward?" I asked again for forcefully.
Then it came all back to me, ditching school, the concert, the car rolling over, Edward…
"NO! NO!" I screamed at my mother.
"Honey, take a deep breathe. Just wait until the police get here" she told me quietly, stroking my hair
I did as she said and sat back, and tried to stay clam, even how hard it was.
About ten minutes later my doctor walked and asked the basic questions after you woke up in hospitable. How are you feeling, does this hurt, rate from one to ten. He told me that two policemen wanted to speak with and asked if that was all right, I just nodded and he came back in with two policemen.
"Bella, this is police officer Daniel and Marcus" he told me, giving the two men a head nod before walking back out and closing the door behind him.
"Bella, if it's alright with you we would just like to ask you some questions" one of them asked me.
I just nodded.
"We would like to know, what you remember of the car accident" the other one asked.
"Umm… me and Edward were on the highway, on our way home and then, something ran onto the rode and we hit whatever it was and then the next thing I knew, the car was were rolling down the hill."
"Was Edward conscious with you in the car?" they asked.
It was keeping everything thing in me not to cry right now.
"Yes, but not for long" I said, my voice cracking at the end.
They were talking to each other quickly, and I was getting very frustrated.
"That's it! Can somebody please tell me where the hell Edward is? I have to see him!" I told them forcefully, not caring one bit that they could arrest me for yelling at a police officer.
"Bella, when the ambulance came, it was only you inside the car… Are you sure you don't remember Edward getting out of the car?" He asked, genially confused.
"How would he even get out of the car!" I yelled at them.
They both look deep in thought, they told me they would be in touch, then left.
"Where's Edward Mum?" I asked, a few tears slipping down my face.
She grabbed me and let me cry on her shoulder.
"I don't know baby, I don't know," she said.
The next few days went pretty quickly, I checked out of the hospitable the morning after I woke up, all I had was a cut on my left cheek and one near my neck. I bleary said a word to anyone anymore after that.
I went back to school the following week, everybody would ask me what happened but I wouldn't respond. Alice's the only one I told the story too, but I can feel myself disconnecting from her.
The nights were the worst for me, I had nightmares of the last few minutes I had with Edward, I woke up screaming in the middle of the night and mum would come rushing in and try to help me get back to sleep.
I was so confused, where's Edward? I know he's not dead, call me crazy but I can feel that he's still alive. If he were dead I would of know.
The one thing I can't stop thinking about is that kiss just before we both blacked out. I think I have always known I have loved Edward, it just took him to do something for me to finally realize, and now he's not even here.
It's been three weeks since my birthday and the police still haven't found anything, what kind of police are they? I mean seriously, they should of found him ages ago, it's making no sense at all, and it's driving me crazy.