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Where Are You Now

Chapter 17 – Theories

After the transfusion, the nurses brought me back to my room.

I feel light headed and tired. I feel like I was drained. But I know that it's worth it. I have saved a life.

Sleep came to me and it was dreamless. It was like I closed my eyes for a bit and when I opened them again, it was morning already.

"Mommy!" I heard Emerald squealed on my side.

Alice chided her that she shouldn't be noisy because I'm still resting.

"Baby, I missed you," I said to her and I smile weakly.

Emerald is climbing to the bed, but Alice is stopping her.

"Emerald, don't do that." Alice was pulling her away from the hospital bed. Emerald clutched tightly on the sheets, and soon tears pooled her eyes.

"Alice, just let her, okay?" I said gently.

Alice let go of Emerald and she sat on the couch across the room. Emerald climbed the bed and she lay on my side.

I can feel her move, and she shifted her head to my chest.

"Mommy, why is daddy asleep for so long?" She asked.

I gently ran my fingers through her soft hair. Her eyes closed, as if she feels so relaxed.

"Because daddy is healing. Don't worry he will wake up soon," I said sanguinely to her.

"I want to see him, but Gramp would not let me see daddy," she sobbed a little.

"You'll be able to see him when he's already fine. Okay?"

She nodded and nuzzled to me.

As always I felt peace with her.

Carlisle said that it would be better if Emerald won't see Edward in that state.

Edward's body was really wounded. I feel so guilty about it.

His left eye was swollen. There were bandages on his head, arms and sides. There are also bruises all over his body, and the worst is on his cheek.

By seeing him like that I could almost see what Gabriel did to him.

Oh God, he did everything to make my life perfect. He brought me back to my parents and daughter, and now this is what happens to him? He didn't deserve this. It's really all my fault.

I noticed that Emerald has already fallen asleep beside me. She looks tired.

"She hasn't slept much last night," Alice stated.

"I can see that," I mumbled.

"Are you alright now Bella?" She asked.

"I'm good, just a bit dizzy."

I stood up, slipping on the slippers that Alice brought to me last night.

I walked to the door.

"Where are you going? You should rest," Alice said.

"I'll be back soon, I'll just check on Edward."

"Bella..."

"It's okay."

I walked just a few steps before I got to Edward's room. I'm so glad that no nurse questioned me on why I am walking around.

I went inside his room. I can hear the beeping of the heart monitor. I gently closed the door and I walked toward his figure.

He looks better now. Not like yesterday that he looks lifeless.

"I'm really sorry," I whispered.

I was about to go, but I felt something on my wrist.

I turned around. It was Edward. His hand is tightly wrapped around my wrist.

He's awake.

"Hey, you're awake. I'll just call your dad," I mumbled.

He didn't let go of my wrist.

"Who are you? Why am I here?" he asked impatiently.

What the hell? Is there some problem with the lighting that's why he can't recognize me?

"Edward, its Bella. Remember what happened between you and Gabriel?"

He remained silent for a few moments.

"Who is Gabriel?" He asked.

"He is my fiancé, he broke in to your house, remember?"

He remained silent again. He looked at me, as if I am a stranger.

"Who are you? Why are you here? What am I doing here? I'm so confused please tell me!" he shouted impatiently.

"I—"

Before I could even speak, nurses and Carlisle rushed inside the room. The nurses held Edward in place so that the things attached to him wouldn't be removed.

"Give him sedative," Carlisle said firmly.

I watched as Edward struggled with the nurses' hold. I watched as his face scrunched up whenever they touched a wounded part of his body. And when they gave sedative, his face relaxed, his eyes fluttered and then he went back to sleep…his face looks almost peaceful. I feel pity and guilt.

I didn't realize I was crying until Carlisle spoke to me.

"Bella, it's better if you will go back to your room. Edward should be left alone for now," he said bluntly.

I wiped the few tears that fell on my cheek.

"What happened to him? Why is it that he doesn't recognize me?" I asked.

"I don't know yet, but I have a theory. He has to undergo some tests first before I can confirm. When I'm already sure of his condition, I promise, I'll let you know," he said wholeheartedly.

"Thank you."

He nodded, and I smiled gratefully.

I went back to my room. Alice and Emerald were still there.

I slipped back to my bed and I held Emerald.

"Bella, I heard him shout. What happened?" Alice asked worriedly.

"He…I…I have no idea," I mumbled.

"Oh God," Alice said exasperatedly.

Alice left me alone with Emerald, she said that she just needs to go home to change and mom will come here.

Images of Edward's outburst came back to me. He looks really confused and anxious.

He doesn't remember what happened.

He doesn't remember me.

Is it possible that he has…amnesia?

Oh my God, why is this happening to me…to him?

This couldn't be worse. I am really trouble to his life. I shouldn't have left earlier so Gabriel didn't found me in his house and he doesn't need to be tortured.

The day passed in a blur.

By five in the afternoon, I was ready to go home since the doctors said that there's nothing wrong with me.

For the first time in my life, I'm not excited of getting out of the hospital. I don't want to leave Edward. I need to know if he really has amnesia.

I told mom that I would just go home tomorrow. She doesn't approve at first, but in the end I won. And I brought Emerald with me.

Although Carlisle said that I shouldn't let Emerald see Edward because of his condition, I still brought her with me inside Edward's room.

Before entering, I saw Edward with Esme. They are talking normally. Edward smiles at his mother, and looks like he knows her. Maybe my theory was wrong. Maybe he acted like that because of the drugs.

When we entered the room, Esme and Edward stopped talking.

"Bella, Emerald. You shouldn't go here…Car—"

It's too late. Carlisle was there behind us with a nurse.

"You're here now, so just enter," he said.

I carried Emerald and we stood beside Esme.

"Daddy," Emerald called Edward.

Edward didn't look at her. As if he didn't hear her.

"Daddy," Emerald said a bit louder than before.

Still it didn't take Edward's attention.

"Edward, I'll just ask you some questions," Carlisle said nicely to him.

"Dad, why do you have to ask me questions?" Edward asked in an annoyed way.

"Please just answer. Edward, how old are you?"

"I am twenty," he answered confidently.

But Edward is twenty eight.

"Before you got here, what can you remember?"

"Tyler's party."

It's not what happened last to him…

"Okay, do you think you know the woman and the little girl beside your mother?"

"No. But they look familiar…it feels like I saw them before, I just don't know where."

Oh God. He doesn't recognize Emerald and me.

Carlisle opened the folder that he was holding and he started writing things on the paper inside.

Carlisle talked a little to Edward, like he is explaining something, but Edward can't understand.

Carlisle asked Esme and me to go out with him and we complied.

"Edward lost his memories for the past eight years. He has been hit hard on the head, and that may be the cause. It is possible that he will remember everything again, but I just don't know when. Amnesia could last for days, weeks, months and even years. All we can do is to help him remember. Showing him photographs and bringing him to places that he is familiar to would help a lot," Carlisle explained.

AMNESIA. The word keeps on repeating and repeating on my mind. I'm right. He forgot all about Emerald, me and Camilla. We are included in the previous eight years of his life.

"It's my fault, I'm so sorry," I said guiltily to Esme and Carlisle.

"No dear. It's an accident. Nobody is to blame. Please don't feel bad about yourself. There's no time for us to blame ourselves. All we can do now is help and support Edward," Esme said kindly and she wrapped her arms around me and Emerald.

I don't know why this thing happened, but everything happens for a reason.

There's a purpose why Edward forgot his memories…I hope someday I could find that out.

Okay, so Edward has amnesia. How do you think will it affect his relationship with Emerald and Bella?

Reviews will make his memories go back faster ;)

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