"And you didn't feel the need to tell me this WHY?!"
"Shh, Bella."
"Don't shush me, Aaron! I have every right to be angry!"
And I did. I had been here for three weeks now without much information on why I was being held here so long. The doctor's had told me I was fine, with a couple minor problems. In my book, that means good to go with a bit of pain here and there. They hadn't expanded on it, just kept me in the hospital. Well, I was tired of sitting in my room. So, I went for a walk thinking it wouldn't be that big of a deal.
Wrong.
Pain had shot through my left leg so violently that it left my head spinning and I eventually ended up fainting. I would have hit my head pretty hard if Aaron hadn't gotten to me so fast-too fast, might I add.
Aaron, my parents, and the doctor's had all failed to tell me what was-well IS-wrong with me.
Apparently, when the boys were kicking my leg they caused a pinched nerve or something like that. And pain shot through my leg when I walked.
Glorious.
I turned my attention back to Dr. Brady, waiting for the wonderfully lousy excuse he had planned.
"Well, you see Bella, what happened was that I thought the nurses had told you and they thought I had told you so-"
I stopped listening after that. It wasn't cause I was so mad that I didn't want to listen, though that certainly would have been enough. Especially with the lousy excuse he was giving me. Weren't doctors supposed to double check everything with their patients?
Stupid.
But, it was what I saw in the mirror behind Dr. Brady.
Aaron's eyes.
I had gotten used to them being a mixed crimson and topaz color. Right now though, they were a solid gold with a very slight black ring around the gold.
When the crap had THAT changed?
Maybe I was more out of it than I thought if I couldn't notice such a drastic eye color change.
While I was looking at them, Aaron's eyes shifted and caught mine. A small frown briefly occupied his features before he schooled them and settled into a neutral mask.
He jerked he head forward just ever so slightly, telling me silently to listen to the doctor.
I heaved a mental sigh and did as he told. Stupid controlling people.
"-So when you walk you'll need to have someone with you in case you're in too much pain to walk back to your room, alright?"
I nodded and he smiled at me.
"Good. Now I have to go see some other patients but I'll come see you again later, okay?"
I simply nodded again. Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Aaron give me a slight frown from the reflection of the mirror.
Once the door shut behind Dr. Brady, I turned to Aaron who watched me warily.
"Translation," I began after a moment. "They don't want to take responsibility for what happened, so they are gonna blame this entire situation on me and defying orders. Then, to top it off, they feel the need to babysit me so I don't do anything else stupid that they can blame on me. Glorious. Absolutely Glorious."
Aaron cracked a smile and then turned away from me, his shoulders shaking slightly.
I glared at his back for a moment before reaching under the table, grabbing my shoe, and chucking it at his head.
I made contact, but instead of rubbing his head in pain he burst into unrestrained booming laughs. I glared at him until he stopped. He looked up and smiled at me.
"What is so stinking hilarious? I don't find this situation funny at all."
He gave off another small chuckle. "Bella, you have a pinched nerve that causes you pain every time you walk and you're worried about being babysat?"
"Well...when you put it that way..."
"It's pretty stinking FUNNY!"
We laughed for a moment and when I looked up, I found myself starring into his eyes. A voice echoed through my mind. Aaron did not speak, and yet it sounded distinctly like him.
He hides many secrets from you.
As I stared into his golden eyes, I could see the secrets brewing behind them. But I did not trust him any less because of it. He saved me from being beaten to death. How bad could he truly be?
Apparently I had been staring at his eyes for too long for he shifted and said, "what?"
Crap. Now I had to think up and explanation as to why I was staring. Ah, yes.
The eye color change.
"When did your eyes change color?"
He tried to pull off a 'you've lost your mind' look, but I was good at reading his eyes by now. My question had put him on edge-he was slightly suspicious (of what only he knows) and very wary.
"What do you mean?" He had gone as still as a statue.
"I mean your eyes are usually a mixed red and gold. Now they're just gold."
He looked at me for a moment before he replied.
"I got contacts."
I could just stare at him in disbelief. If he had truly gotten contacts, he would have understood immediately what I was talking about when I asked about his eyes.
"Aaron. How stupid do you think I am? No, you didn't. Really what happened?"
He contemplated that for a minute before sighing-it almost sounded like defeat- and coming to sit down next to me on the bed.
"I'm gonna explain this as best as I can okay?"
I nodded, confused. He was acting like he was about to confess a sin or something.
"You know how people go on diets to lose weight and all that? Well, I'm the all that. There are a few of us that do this special diet because it's what we need to survive and stay healthy. When we don't get enough, our eyes start to become black. Of this special diet, there is a special part of the diet. This part is a personal choice. I can't tell you why or how, but the better tasting is the bad one, and that's what causes the red. The other, the good one and blander tasting, is what caused the gold. Sometimes, I have a treat though. Do you understand?"
"I think so. You have a doubly special diet. And of the first special diet when you mix the two kinds you get the mixed eye colors. Right?"
He smiled in true relief that I had grasped his confusing explaining. "Exactly. It's hard to understand unless your part of the people that have to go on the first special diet in the first place."
He smiled at me and then turned on the T.V. We watched Pokémon and Digimon for a while. When we were finally done, I was exhausted even though I hadn't really done anything.
Aaron tucked me into bed and brushed my hair back. I looked into his eyes and I could see the longing they held. It wasn't an 'I want to marry you'; it was just a want to be loved. And after all he had done for me, how could I not? He was like a big brother and I loved him.
So as he drew away to tell the nurse I was sleeping, I whispered, "I love you, Aaron."
He paused at the door and looked back in. It wasn't big, but the happiest smile I had ever seen lit across his face.
As I drifted off, his whispered answer followed me into my dreams.
"I love you too, Bella. And I will protect you until my last breath. I promise that no harm shall come to you."

A/N: Thanks to everyone that has reviewed! You are my inspiration. I don't withhold chapters because of to little reviews, but reviews do encourage me to write faster!

You've probably noticed that i'm going a bit faster on her recovery time. i probably am, i'm also skipping over a good bit cause i want to get on with the story. don't hate me!

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The strange diet Aaron is talking about is vegetarion diet. The "1st special diet" is drinking blood and the "special part of the diet" is choosing to drink human or animal. but he couldn't exactly tell bella that could he?

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