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"Are you alright?" Edward asked, guiding me back down on the bed.
"I'm fine. I just got a little light headed from standing up so fast. I'll be fine."
"Why don't I get you something to drink," he offered. He left the room quickly and within seconds Alice came rushing in looking frantic.
"What happened? Are you okay?" she asked.
"I'm fine. I just stood up to fast and got a little dizzy," I answered.
She let out a sigh of relief and sat down next to me. "I thought something had happened to you. Doctor Cullen went rushing out of here so fast with a look of fear across his face." I giggled at Alice's over exaggeration of everything while she took the seat next to me.
Edward walked in a couple minutes later with a cup of apple juice and a little package of graham crackers. He handed them to me and said something about how I probably had low blood sugar or something.
After an hour of sitting in the room and Edward checking in on me periodically to make sure I was alright, I was finally given the okay to go home as long as I went home to rest. Alice drove me to my apartment and insisted on staying with me for the night. She called her husband, Jasper and told him what happened. Even he agreed she should stay with me. Alice made a frozen pizza and put in a chick flick for us to watch while I rested on the couch. We stayed up most of the night talking and watching movies. It was like a high school sleepover all over again. It'd been a long time since Alice and I had a girl's night. Eventually sleep overtook both of us and we slept until late in the day.
The next day Alice and I had vegged out on my couch and watched daytime soap operas while drinking coffee and eating muffins. Neither of us had to work that day so we weren't pressed for time. The bandage on my head was removed to get some air and begin its healing process. I was sure I'd have a nice scar once it was healed all the way. One more scar to match all the others.
Late in the afternoon, Alice decided she needed to head home and do a little around her house before her husband got home from work. I walked her down to her car still in my flannel "Kiss Me" pajamas and we talked for a couple minutes more. It was more like Alice telling me to be careful and be sure to clean the wound properly so it didn't get infected. She had taken place of my mother figure years before when my mom took off to "sow her wild oats". I always knew Renee was unhappy in Forks but I never thought the day I turned eighteen would be the day she would take off and leave me and dad behind. She did though, and now she's off living some great adventure travelling all over the world. Last I heard from her she was in Morocco or something like that. I only hear from her every couple of weeks, sometimes not even that soon. It was hard at first not having my mom around, especially when I was going through so many life changes of my own, but now I'm used to it. I barely think of my mom and definitely don't need her to take care of me anymore with Alice around to do it for her.
Just as we were saying our last goodbyes before Alice headed home, we heard a loud roar of a motor coming up the road.
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