The Gift
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyers owns all Twilight and the Characters
Chapter 30: Heart Broken
BPOV:
It's near the end of January and I'm more lost than ever sitting by the hospital window. Lost in the sense I don't know if I can believe what everyone is saying. They have all said that Edward had been here every day since I was brought in, but I can't believe them. They weren't on that beach when he called for out Tanya, and they didn't see the way he embraced her. I was the one who saw it all with my own eyes.
"You should listen to your heart," I heard a familiar voice from behind. I turned around and noticed that Nurse Sue was standing there.
"Why," I asked her looking back towards the window. "It just leads to more heartbreak."
"Bella," she said walking over and sitting on the window seal. "I'm not going to take sides in what is going on between you and Dr. Cullen's son. "
"Then don't," I said snapping back at her. I covered my mouth when I realized what I did, and started crying. "Sue I didn't mean it like that."
"Sweetheart," she said kneeling down in front of me. "I know what it feels like to have your heart broken. It will be alright in the end."
"How do you know," I asked wiping the tears from my face.
"Do you think Mr. Cope has always been perfect," she said with a small chuckle. "We had our rough patches, but I always knew in my heart that he was the one. That's why we have been together for over forty years."
"You did," I asked her as she took my hand into hers.
"Yes," she said reassuring me. "He'll forgive you and you'll forgive him. That boy never left this room from the time you entered it until a few days ago. The only time he wasn't here was when he was basically forced out by the family. He never stopped talking about you when I came in to check on you."
"He did," I said taking a deep breath. Why was it possible that I could believe someone else over my family? Could it be because she has gone through heart break before? Could it be that I needed that outside source to start understanding the situation?
"Yes," she said getting up and walking towards the night table near the bed. She opened the drawer getting something out, closed the drawer, and came back over to me. "The most interesting thing that he did for you, he did it at night."
"What was that," I said before she could finish talking. She placed the object in my hands and I looked down.
"He read," she told me as I continued to look at the book she placed in my hands. It was my favorite book, and he knew it. "I've never seen someone read Wuthering Heights out loud every night for hours at a time."
"It's my favorite," I managed to whisper to her. I looked up at her and noticed that she was smiling.
"I know," she said laughing. "He told me. He also told me about his little sweet girl and how he is the luckiest man alive. Who I must say is the sweetest little girl ever."
"That she is," I said laughing with her. It felt good to laugh for once. "Sue if he loved me like everyone is saying why hasn't he been here. Why hasn't he been here to convince me otherwise about what happened at the beach?"
"I want you think," she said reaching for both of my hands and squeezing them. "The day that you saw your sweet girl for the first time in three weeks, and what you said before she came in the door."
"Bella," I heard the pixie say as she bounced over to me. When she made it over to the side of the bed she grabbed me into a hug. "I'm so happy that you are awake."
"Alice," I tried to say. "Can't breathe pixie."
"Darling," Jasper said coming through the door. "Let her so that she can breathe a little."
"Sorry," she said letting me go. "How do you feel?"
"Alright I guess," I answered her. How was I supposed to answer her? How do you tell someone how you feel after being shot twice? "Carly wasn't a problem was she?"
"A problem," Jasper said laughing. I didn't know how to take that answer. "She wasn't a problem at all. In fact she was more well behaved than Emmett on a good day."
"You know how that goes," Alice said chiming in.
"I want to see her," I told the both of them. "Can you go and get her Jasper?"
"She is already on her way," he answered me. "She should be coming through that door any minute now."
"Edward," Alice started to say before I stepped in.
"Don't ever say that name," I told her. "He is a lying son of a bitch."
"Bella," she said shocked. "You don't mean that."
"Yes," I told her. I was getting mad and my shoulder was starting to hurt. "I don't want him anywhere near me."
"He was trying to save you," Jasper chimed in this time. "If he didn't step in when he did then she would have."
"She would have killed you," Alice said as the tears started to run down her cheeks.
"I don't ever," I said taking a deep breath in when I felt a sharp pain run through my stomach after sitting up. "I don't ever want to see him again. He has lied to me for the last time."
"Mommy," I heard the sweetest voice say all of a sudden. I looked over towards the door and say Carly standing there with a hug smile on her face.
"Oh no," I said realizing what I had done now. "He was standing out in the hallway wasn't he. "
"Yes," was all she said and the tears started to run again. "He heard it all the day."
"How," I managed to say.
"Bella," Carlisle said walking in before Sue could answer.
"It will work out," she said as she left the room.
"I have some good news," he said once Sue was out of the room. "You can go home tomorrow."
"Really," I said wiping the tears off my face.
"Yes," he answered me. "Now since your house is still a mess from what Tanya did. Esme and I have decided that you will come and stay with us."
"I," I started to say. "I don't know what to say."
"You don't have to say anything at all," he said as he left the room.
I looked down at the book that was still in my hands. I flipped through some of the pages until I found a piece of paper that was folded suck between two of them. The paper was old and had been folded and unfolded several times. I unfolded the paper and more tears started to form. It read:
What would you say if I asked you out?
Laying the note on the book I looked out the window thinking. This is the note he past to me during biology when we were in high school. What was I going to do next? What would I say to him? What do I do when I see him again? It was going to be hard since we will be under the same roof for a while. Could we make it past this rough patch? I didn't know the answer to that question at the moment. I folded the piece of paper back up and placed it back inside the book.
"Bells," I heard Charlie say as he entered the room. "Mark is here to take your statement."
"Okay," I said holding onto the book not wanting to let it go. Deep down I wished that Edward was here with me now.
"Ms. Swan," Officer Mark said walking in front of me. He tried so hard to be like Charlie sometimes that it was funny. Charlie is usually the one asking the questions. Since I was the victim Mark had to take over for this one. I knew deep down that it was killing Charlie, by having to watch from the sidelines. "I have some questions that I need for you to answer."
"Alright," I answered him looking back over at Charlie.
"Just tell him what you remember," Charlie said reassuring me. The truth was I couldn't remember some things. Like what happened between being taken out of my house to waking up at the beach house. Then there was the cut on my face. How in the hell did that occur and when.
"I'm ready," I told them taking a deep breath.
EPOV:
"Mom," I said walking into the kitchen. I noticed that Charlie and Sue's things were gone from guest room. Then there was also the fact that the house was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. "What is going on? Where is Carly?"
"Sweetheart," she said folding clean towels on the table. "Charlie and Sue are heading back to the reservation today to get back to their normal routine. Plus I have to get the room ready again by in the morning. As for Carly, Emmett, Jasper, Alice, and Rose took her out to the movies for the afternoon."
"Why," I asked her sitting down across from her and helping her. The whole taking Carly out thing I have gotten used to. Every since we had all found out the truth, they have been taking her out and doing all kinds of activities with her. What is with the guest room I had no clue? "What is so important about having the guest room ready for tomorrow?"
"Bella," she said stopping what she was doing and looked over at me. "Your father and I have decided that she should stay here with us. It will be best until for her to stay here until the house is ready."
"Okay," I said standing up. I don't know what to say, but I need to leave for a little while. I know that is the coward's way out, but I don't want to upset her. I don't want to get her mad and she says that I'm not allowed to see Carly anymore. That would honestly break my heart.
"Edward Anthony," mom said bringing me back to reality. "I see those wheels a turning in your mind. I know what you are planning. Don't even think about it."
"You weren't there," I said running my hands through my hair. "You didn't hear what she said."
"Then tell me," she said moving the basket from the table to the floor. I sat back down across from her and took a deep breath.
"Slow down," I told Carly as she bounced out of the car.
"Come on daddy," she said as I closed the car door. "I want to see mommy. You and Pawpaw said that she is awake, and I want to see her."
"Okay," I answered her as she jumped into my arms.
I did as Charlie said last night, even if my heart was hurting from her reaction. I went home, got some sleep, and cleaned up so that I would look my best for her. I had to admit that it felt pretty damn good to sleep in my own bed rather than that plastic chair in her room. I couldn't help but laugh at Carly as she beaming with joy. She was overjoyed when Charlie and myself told her that Bella was awake. She was so happy that she was almost as talkative as Alice.
"Can we buy mommy flowers," she asked as we past the gift shop.
"Of course," I said trying to match her excitement.
After a few minutes of looking around and debating we made our purchase of gerbera daisies and roses. I told her that I would carry them but that she could give them to Bella. We stopped outside her room and I was about to give her the flowers when I heard Bella's voice.
"Don't ever say that name," she told Alice. She was still mad at me, even if I didn't hear my name directly. "He is a lying son of a bitch."
"Bella," Alice said with a shocking tone. "You don't mean that."
"Yes," she said to them. I didn't want to go in there; because I was afraid of what she would throw at me. "I don't want him anywhere near me."
"He was trying to save you," Jasper chimed in this time. "If he didn't step in when he did then she would have."
"She would have killed you," Alice said as I heard her start to cry.
"I don't ever," she said taking a breath because I could hear her take that breath. "I don't ever want to see him again. He has lied to me for the last time."
With those words my heart broke. It felt like someone was driving a knife into my heart and twisting it.
"Go on in," I told Carly trying to put on a brave face. "Daddy forgot something at home that Poppie needs here."
"Okay," she said bouncing into Bella's room.
I leaned up against the wall and closed my eyes. Why? Why was I being so stupid that day on the beach? Maybe I should have let Charlie handle the situation in the first place.
"She doesn't mean it," I heard a voice that had become so familiar to me. I opened my eyes as saw that it was Nurse Sue standing beside me. "Give her sometime and she'll understand why you did it."
"You think so," I said straightening up and shoving my free hand in my pocket.
"I know so," said looking over at the wall across from us.
"Can you," I asked handing her the flowers.
"Of course," she answered as I walked down the hallway, and she went into Bella's room.
"That's why I haven't gone back," I told mom as I finished telling her what happened. "I'm worried about what will be said between the two of us."
"Why," she said with tears in her eyes. "Why didn't you say anything?"
"I," I started to say before taking a deep breath. "You all were so happy that she was awake, and I didn't want to bring you all down."
"Son," she said reaching across the table and taking my hand. "We're all happy that Bella is awake, but why didn't you say something. You are my son first and foremost. I would have listened to you and helped you in any way possible."
"I know," I told her as I got up from the table. "This is just something that I need to fix on my own."
"Where are you off too," she asked as I started to walk out of the kitchen.
"Just upstairs," I said turning around at the doorway.
"Love you," she said getting up from the table and picking the basket back up.
"Love you too," I said walking out.
I went up the stairs to my room and sat on my bed thinking. How was I going to be able to handle the next few weeks? How would I handle her in this house all day and all night? The only answer kept popping up in my head. I needed to get away for a few days at least. If I was gone for those few days then she would be able to adjust more easily. When I came back I would stay clear of her until she was ready to talk to me. Where would I go? I don't know yet, but when I get there I will know. I walked over towards my dresser and started to get some clothes out. This was the best thing to do I think.