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Chapters left including epilogue-I have no clue. This story keeps evolving as I go and I keep adding and taking away chapters as I go.
WARNING: Nothing-this one is a filler really just to move the story along.
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Jasper
"How is she?"
It showed how lost in my thoughts I was, since I hadn't heard or felt Rose walk up. Dropping my hands from where they'd been holding up my head, I glanced up and shrugged my shoulder as I looked through the window across from me. The blinds were open just enough so that I could see that Bella had her head turned toward the opposite wall.
"I don't know, Rose. It's been two days since Charlie talked to her and she won't eat or talk to anyone. The only good thing I can say is that she's sleeping."
"Yeah, but, Jasper, that was a lot of information to take in. She's just going to need some time. Maybe when she gets out of here in a few days it will be better," Rose said, taking a seat beside me.
"I don't think she's going home in a few days."
"Why not? Carlisle said last night that she could," she countered.
"That was before he got back some of her tests results this morning. She only 100 lbs, she's malnourished, and anemic. He said she can't leave until she starts eating. And he made it clear that if she didn't eat soon then he was going to have to put in a feeding tube," I said. "Rose, I don't want her to have to go through that. Not after everything else."
She looked at Bella through the window and then asked, "Can I talk to her?"
"I can't ask that of you."
"You didn't have to ask and while I can't tell her the details, I do think it will help knowing that there is someone around that kind of knows what she's going through. And that she knows she has someone to talk to when she gets ready; someone that understands."
I looked at Rose, knowing that her words showed how much Bella already meant to her. Rose had always had a hard time talking about her past, but to put it aside to try and help my mate, made me love and respect her more than I already did.
"Thank you," I said.
She smiled and said, "You're welcome."
I leaned over and hugged her before she stood up and moved over to Bella's door. She knocked lightly and then pushed it open, closing it behind her when she was inside.
I watched through the window as she walked around and sat in the chair by Bella's bed.
"Bella, do you remember who I am?" she asked.
Bella made no indication that she remembered or even heard her, but that didn't stop Rose.
"I'm Rose, Dr. Cullen's daughter. I wanted to come by and see you. See how you were doing."
Again, it was like Rose was talking to herself, but she kept going.
"I miss seeing you at school. When you get out of here, I'll start bringing your homework to you. I can help you too, so you don't fall behind. Will that be okay?"
The reaction was so small that a human might have missed it, but it was there; a slight lift of Bella's left shoulder. Rose saw it too and a brief smile pulled at her lips before she took a deep breath and went on, getting into what would be the worse part of the conversation.
I didn't want to hear it. If by some miracle Bella started talking, I didn't want to hear what that bastard had done to her. My imagination was enough and putting words with it, would not be a good thing.
"Rose, I'm going to go hunt. Will you stay until I get back?" I said so only she could hear me.
"Of course," she responded just as quietly, and I quickly turned, walking down the hallway and out into the overcast day.
As I turned to walk around the building and into the woods a horn honked drawing my attention toward the parking lot.
"Come on, dude. We need your help," Emmett called from where he was parked next to Charlie and Esme.
"What for?" I asked as I started walking toward the odd threesome.
"I'll let Charlie explain that when you get over here."
I nodded and quickly closed the distance, stopping in between Emmett's jeep and Charlie's truck.
"Hey, Jasper," Charlie said and then asked, "Any change since Carlisle got the test results back?"
"No, but breakfast was already over and lunch hasn't been served yet. Hopefully, what he told her will get her to eat."
Charlie nodded and then sighed, "Is she alone?"
"Rose is with her. She understands some of the things Bella went through, so hopefully it will help. I was going to hunt and then come back."
"Can you see if she can stay with her for a while? I kind of need your help with something today and maybe tomorrow."
"She is happy to stay," Esme said, looking up from her phone and giving us all a smile.
I really didn't want to be away from Bella for long, so I asked, "What you need me to help with?"
"Well, she'll be leaving here at some point and she'll need a room to come home too. I have a spare room and an office that I want to change to a bedroom and bathroom for her. Esme is going to help with the decorating, but I need you and Emmett to help with tearing down some walls and putting together furniture."
He had me at for Bella. I could handle being away from her as long as I was doing something to make her homecoming easier.
"Of course, I'll help," I said, pulling open the passenger door of the jeep and climbing inside.
"We're going to my house first, I've already taken the measurements, so we'll start tearing things out."
I nodded as Emmett started up the jeep. He waited for Charlie to back out first and then did the same, following behind him to his house. Once we got there, Esme showed me the design and I had to admit she'd done an amazing job. She explained that she felt Bella would need light and softness to help heal and she'd given her exactly that.
The bedroom and the bathroom would both be done in a medium purple and white. In the bedroom there would be wall hanging shelves for books, what Esme called a daybed with drawers underneath, a built in desk under a window, light colored hardwood floors, recessed lighting, and a large cabinet for her hanging clothes. The bathroom would have a large bathroom/shower combination, a floating sink with a floating shelf underneath, and a floating toilet. All of it would be done in purple and white tile with a light hardwood door leading into the bedroom.
After I'd looked at it all, I'd hugged Esme, thanking her. She'd returned the hug with one of her own and then told us all to get to work.
We worked until after dark. We'd gone into Port Angeles twice, getting everything needed to start giving Bella a nice room. We'd even managed to freak Charlie out a few times when we would let our extra abilities come out to get something done. However, that only worked in our favor because by 9 the room was almost finished.
The only thing left was painting and adding accessories. Esme said she and Rose would make a trip to Seattle the next day to get all of the little stuff if Charlie and Emmett would paint, to which they agreed readily.
We cleaned up the mess we'd made before everyone left Charlie's house, going separate ways; Esme and Emmett went home, Charlie went on to the hospital, and I went to hunt.
After taking down a few deer and a quick stop at home for a shower, I headed back to the hospital. When I arrived back at Bella's room, I found Carlisle and Rose standing in the hallway talking quietly.
Hearing me approach they both looked up and smiled.
"What happened?" I asked.
"She ate," Rose said, grinning.
"Really? So, she can go home soon?" I asked, directing that question at Carlisle.
"In a few days," he answered. "She had soup and a roll for lunch and then soup, a roll, and pudding for dinner. We need to work her up to solids within the next few days and if she doesn't get sick, she should be able to go home on Wednesday."
I breathed a sigh of relief as I glanced over to Bella's room. She had her head facing our way, but was asleep and Charlie was reclined back in one of the chairs asleep as well.
"Did she talk at all?" I asked while continuing to watch the two of them.
If she had talked I didn't want to know what it was about. Some things were better left private, if mostly for the sake of the innocent people in the hospital, since I knew if I heard anything about what was done to her, in detail, it would set me off.
"No," Rose said, drawing my eyes to her. "But I did get another nonverbal response."
"What was it to?"
"I asked her if she wanted anything from her old house. She shook her head no."
"Not surprising," I said.
"I do have to go by there though."
"What for? To burn it down, I hope." I growled.
"Well, no, but that can be arranged when I'm done," Rose said smirking and I knew she would do it.
"What are you doing then?"
"She will need her school books, so I will grab them. But the main reason is that I need to find out her sizes, so Esme and I can get her some clothes when we go to Seattle tomorrow."
I nodded. "What else are you getting her?"
"Bathroom stuff, some books, an ipod, a laptop, and other things that everybody should have, but she's probably been denied."
I thought about the list and then added, "Get her a TV, BlueRay player, and movies-comedies only."
"Got it," Rose said and then with a smile, she walked off down the hall, pulling her phone and dialing as she went.
I heard Emmett answer before she disappeared around the corner.
"Do you really think she'll burn the house down?" Carlisle asked.
"Yes," I replied, chuckling.
"Good," he said as he pulled out his phone. "Of course, let me just make sure she knows not to let it spread to the nearby trees."
I chuckled as he put the phone to his ear and walked off down the hall.
Once he rounded the corner, I moved over to Bella's door and pushed it open. Night was the only time I allowed myself to go into her room, since she never woke up and caught me. I still hadn't figured out what was going to happen when she did go home. I really didn't want to think about not being able to see her on a daily basis, but I couldn't just barge my way into her life. I'd already tried that and it had only gotten me ignored or looked at like I was crazy. As I got comfortable in a chair by the door I let my thoughts take me away.
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The next couple days passed quickly. In that time, Bella's room was finished. I finally saw it yesterday and it had turned out amazing. The paint job and all the things Esme and Rose had picked out were just what it needed. It was everything Esme had wanted it to be and I really hoped that Bella felt the same.
We would find out soon, since Bella had started eating more and more with each meal. She'd gotten sick once when she ate too fast, but other than that she'd been fine and Carlisle said she could go home tomorrow.
I still hadn't worked out how to see her and until I did, I would have to settle for living in the trees behind her house.
I was dreading it, but it is what it is. I wasn't going to scare her or do anything to make her uncomfortable, no matter how much staying away from her might hurt me; my comfort wasn't the priority. I could wait.
After all, I'd waited many years for her already. A little bit longer wasn't going to hurt, especially if it meant she was healing.
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Well? It took me forever to work out the ending. Thanks to Brenda for helping to inspire me to get to this end, but I'm still not in love with it.
Bella's room on my blog and in my Facebook group
Up Next: Bella goes home.