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Eyes Like Yours

Chapter Twenty-Seven - Out of Hand

EPOV

Five more minutes.

Five more minutes and my shift would be over, and I would be free to get out here. I was supposed to be picking Bella up in an hour, so I would have to hurry home and get ready. I didn't want to be late. It was our first date, and I didn't want it to get off to a bad start. I had to make a good impression. I needed Bella to know how serious I was about making a relationship between us work. So getting there late was a big no no.

I finished up quickly with my last patient, and then headed down towards my fathers office. I hung up my coat, and replaced it with my winter jacket to protect me from the cold weather outside. I did the same with my shoes; slipping on my snow boots to replace them. I grabbed my back pack, and then headed out. I waved and said goodbye to my colleagues on my way out, and just as I was about to walk out the double glass doors, I heard someone calling out to me.

I recognised the voice. It was my father. I groaned as I turned to face him. "Please dad, don't ask me to look at one more patient. I'm supposed to be picking Bella up in and hour, and you know that I don't want to stuff this up".

And then I noticed the look on his face. He seemed pale. Worried. He was clearly worried. Something was wrong.

"Dad, what's wrong?"

He walked over to me, and placed his palm against my bicep. "There's been accident. It's Bella," he said in his calm voice.

My backpack dropped to the ground, and I felt my stomach plummet. Bella. My Bella. No.

"What?" my voice caught in my throat.

"She was brought in about twenty minutes ago. It was a car accident," he started to explain.

I cut him off. "What? Why wasn't I informed twenty minutes ago then? Where is she?" I hurtled myself down the hall towards Emergency.

"Edward, calm down," I felt my father trying to pull me back.

I wasn't listening to him though. I needed to get to Bella.

And then suddenly, another beautiful face popped into my mind. Sammy.

"Oh god," I came to a sudden pause. "What about Sammy? My son?" I covered my mouth with my hand.

"Edward. Sammy is fine," my father turned me to face him. "He wasn't in the car. He's with Charlie And Renee. They're on their way here right now. I've called your mother and Alice too," he informed me.

I breathed a sigh of relief and then continued on my way towards Emergency. "Bella. Where is she? Is she okay? Tell me now," I demanded.

"Edward. Stop," my father actually raised his voice at me and latched on to my shoulder and pulled me back. "Will you just calm down".

"Calm down?" I glared. "How am I supposed to calm down when you wont tell me what is going on," I yelled.

"I don't really know what is going on," he hissed back at me. "Look Edward, from what I have been told, it doesn't seem to be too serious. The ER docs are in with her right now, and as soon as they have her sorted, they'll be out to inform us how she," he explained. "Now, sit down," he pushed me into a chair, and sat down next to me.

He wanted me to wait? Bella, the mother of my child and the woman who I will now admit to being in love with, is hurt. I don't know what's wrong, or if she is okay. And he just wants me to sit here and bloody wait.

For fucks sake.

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Twenty minutes later and we'd still heard nothing.

Everyone was already here, and we were all cluttered into the small waiting room. Charlie was trying to calm down a hysterical Renee. My parents were talking quietly amongst themselves. Alice was sobbing softly on Jasper's shoulder, and Rose and Emmett were busy trying to shush Violet who was screaming her tiny little lungs out.

And then there was me. I was sitting off to the side by myself, holding my son to my chest. He was wiggling around, and whimpering a little. He seemed distressed. He was small, but he still knew something was wrong.

I was growing more impatient by the second, and finally I just snapped.

"This is ridiculous. I'm going to…..," I started, but I stopped as soon as I spotted one of the ER docs heading our way.

"Doctor Cullen?" he said, and both my father and myself stepped forward.

"Is my daughter okay?" Renee cried.

"Isabella is just fine," he told us.

We all let out sighs of relief, and I took it upon myself to ask for details. "Is she doing okay?"

"She's in a little pain right now, but we've given her something to help with that. Uh, she has some bruising to her chest and face from the air bag. Fortunately she didn't break any bones; just a sprained left wrist," he explained. "We also had to stitch a deep gash to her forehead, but other than that, she's fine. She's a little groggy, but you can go in to see her. But just one at a time," he gave a quick smile and then left us to ourselves.

"Edward, why don't you take Sammy in first," Renee suggested. "I want to calm myself down a bit more before I go in".

I smiled my thanks at her, and took off towards Bella's room .

Her eyes were closed when I entered, so she didn't know I was there yet. But when Sammy called out Mama, her eyes flicked open.

"Sammy," her voice was husky.

I stepped towards her with a smile and sat Sammy down on the bed beside her. She stroked his cheek and he grinned at her. She then looked up at me, and frowned.

"I'm sorry," she said.

"Don't ever do that again. You scared the crap out of me," I scolded lightly and moved down to kiss her cheek. I jerked my head back a little and brushed some hair away from her face. "You feeling okay?"

"I'm better now that you two are here," she said. "I bet I look like crap though, huh?" she giggled a little.

Her face was a little puffy, and some bruises were starting to pop up. A bandage was covering the stitched gash on her forehead. It was close to the hairline, so if it left a scar, it wouldn't be too noticeable. Now, other than those few things, she still looked the same to me. Beautiful .

"I'd still do you," I teased her.

She laughed and took my hand; bringing it to her lips to kiss. "I'm sorry I ruined our night. I know how much you were looking forward to it. I was too," she sighed.

"You have nothing to be sorry for, love," this time I brought her hand to my lips. "And we have plenty of time to go out for dinner. All I want you to do now is feel better. Okay?"

She smiled at me, and curled an arm around Sammy and brought him closer to her so that she could hug him to her chest. She kissed his curls and rubbed at his back.

"Edward, can you get Alice for me? I really want to see her. Please".

"Of course," I nodded. "She'd smash her way in here if I didn't let her in anyway," I chuckled.

I kissed her on the lips this time; just a quick brush against her mouth. "I'll be back in a bit later," I promised.

"Bye baby," she cooed at Sammy. "Mama will see you soon".

When I left the room, Alice almost bowled me over. "Can I go in? Renee said I could go in before her," she rambled on.

"Go in. She asked for you anyway," I told her.

Alice sped passed me and into the room, closing the door quickly behind her.

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BPOV

My head hurt. My face hurt. God, my whole fucking body hurt. I'd be needing some more pain relief soon, that's for sure.

Seeing Sammy and Edward lifted my spirits though. I'd almost forgotten that someone had just tried to kill me. Bloody hell, Leah. I couldn't believe that she had actually done it. She ran me off the road and just left me there to die. The bitch.

"Oh Bebe," Alice cried as she came hurtling into my room.

She closed the door behind her and lunged at me; wrapping her arms around me as tightly as my body could allow. I whimpered when her embrace got a little too tight. She pulled away immediately; apologising.

"How are you feeling? Are you in pain? Can I do anything for you?" she shot off questions left and right.

I laughed at her. She was never that good in a crisis; not even with just a small one like this. "I'm fine Alice. Really. Stop worrying," I told her.

"What happened? You are such a safe driver. You're the safest driver I know," she said. "For gods sake, you don't even drive fast enough to get caught up in an accident like this," she threw her arms around.

I was going to tell her. I had too. I just hoped she didn't go crazy with the information. She couldn't let it leave this room.

"Alice, it was Leah," I exclaimed.

She stopped moving. Her hands were caught mid air. Her mouth frozen in an 'o' shape. "What?" she finally managed a whisper. "She ran you off the road?"

I shook my head. "Yep".

"Why? She has no reason too. You don't have anything to do with Jacob anymore," Alice was getting upset. Talk of Jacob and Leah always got her worked up like this.

"Jacob came to the house the other night, Alice. He just invited himself in. Leah must have found out," I explained.

"What?" Alice screeched.

I knew she would be angry. She thought all this had come to an end. But she didn't know about the money. I could never tell her. I was too embarrassed to tell her then. I was too embarrassed to tell her now.

"He wasn't there for long," I started, but Alice was pissed, and she cut me off and wouldn't let me go on.

"You have to tell your father, Bella. She deserves to go to jail. This is the second time she has hurt you. And this time, it was bad. It was really bad Bella," she growled.

"Ali," I tried to protest, but still, she'd have none of it.

"You can't protect Jacob anymore Bella. I know you think there's still a decent guy in there somewhere. But if he really cared, he'd stay away and he'd keep Leah away too".

"I know. This whole thing is just messed up," I rubbed at my aching face. I was really starting to hurt. I'd have to get the doctor back in here soon.

"Yeah, it is Bella. And to be honest, I'm sick of it," Alice crossed her arms across her chest. "If you don't do something about it, then I will".

Something in her voice told me that that was a promise. She was being serious. If I didn't sort this out soon, then she'd go to my father. Things would get bad. But Alice didn't know the truth. If she went to the cops, I'd be in trouble too. Jacob said he'd take me down with him. I'd rejected his feelings, and he obviously wanted to punish me, and getting me into trouble would be the perfect payback.

Things were getting way out of hand. Something needed to be done. But what?

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A/N: What will Bella do? Will she ask for help? And from who?

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