A/N: Hello, I'm Sam's Brother she has been in the hospital for last past week and she wanted to tell you guys that she is really grateful about all the review she got, they made her smile. Anyways she wanted me to post this up for you guys, because she hasn't updated in a long time, so hope you like it. Well on with the story. Enjoy!Disclaimer: I do not own the lovely and incomparable Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse books. The wonderfully and amazingly talented Stephanie Meyer does. Sometimes this world is just unfair. I'm only borrowing her characters for the time being (though I wouldn't mind borrowing Edward for an eternity). I also don't own the songs that go with the chapters.
Send Me An Angel
Helping me- Chapter 10
Song – A Place For My Head by Linkin Park
BPOV
I looked around the room to notice that I was in the hospital. I looked around the room and what I saw surprised me. The man standing in front of me is inhumanly beautiful. I have only seen beauty like that once or twice, he must be a Cullen.
"Hello Isabella, I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen." Dr. Cullen said. I cringed when he said my full name.
"Is something wrong, does anything hurt?" Dr Cullen said. I just shook my head as to say no.
"You sure?" He asked. I nodded my head yes.
"Yes you're sure or yes something hurts?" He said with a small chuckle. Hum this is going to be a toughly. I gave him a thumbs up, with a small smile, to tell him I was fine.
He laughed out loud. "You don't like to talk do you?" His question surprised me, nobody has asked me that. Most people wouldn't even bother with me, let alone ask me questions about me not talking.
I shook my head no. "Why not?" Dr. Cullen asked. I just shrugged me shoulders.
"I'll be right back, don't go anywhere." Dr. Cullen said. Where am I going to go? My leg is broken.
Well I waited for Dr. Cullens to come back in to the room, I look at all the bruises and cuts I had, I even have a cast on my leg. This cast is not going to be easy to get around in; especially if they find out I'm here. After a while Dr. Cullen walked back in to the room, with a board in his hand.
"Do you think you could write down what you have to say?" He asked. Usually I wouldn't do it, but for some reason I wanted to talk to him or in this case write to him, I wanted to tell him what is on my mind and he even looked like he wanted to know to. I nodded my head.
"Splendid" he said has he handed me the white board and a dry race marker.
"So Isabella…" I quickly wrote down Please call me Bella and showed him, he smiled and nodded his head.
"So Bella, why is it that you don't want to talk?" I wrote down I don't know, I never needed a reason to talk after my dad died. But I did know why I don't want to talk, but I don't want to get the pity look that I know will come if I did tell him.
"So you stopped talking after your dad died?" I nodded my head yes.
"Why?" Dr. Cullen asked. I wrote down I just never needed to talk, I don't have any friends or family.
"What about your foster parents, you could talk to them?" he said. That made me laugh on the inside. My foster parents don't care about me, there only doing this for the money I wrote.
"Your foster parents probably do care about you, but they just don't like to show it or something" now this made me laugh out loud a little. Laurent and Victoria don't care about anything, but themselves or my money I wrote.
"What do you mean your money?" Dr. Cullen asked. Nothing, so how long have I been out for? Is the person in the car okay? I wrote I know I could have told Dr. Cullen about how they took my money and how they hurt me but I don't want to be pitied.
"For about three weeks and yeah my son is fine he was out for a while, but he woke up about two weeks ago." Dr. Cullen said he still had that look like he wanted to ask me more about them, but I guess he let it go for now. Your son? Which one, don't you have like three?
"Yeah my son, Edward is the one that hit you and he is so sorry about it, he would come visit you everyday after school, but he is in Alaska with the rest of his siblings." After he finished his sentence a nurse came in to the room and told Dr. Cullens that he was needed in the emergency room now. So Dr. Cullen said goodbye and left to the E.R.
I sat there for a while thinking about Edward, why would he come and visit me let alone everyday, why would he even care about me to come visit me. It was probably just out of guilt that he was visiting me. He probably feels bad that he hit me, even though it's my own fault that I got hit I was the one that ran in to the street. I'm the one that has all the bad thing happening to me, he has a good life, with a family that loves him, while I have nobody. After a while of some more thinking I went a sleep.
I woke up to see that Dr. Cullen was in my room, checking my vitals signs. I grabbed my white board and wrote Hello! Can I ask you a question?
"Hello to you to Bella and of course you can." He said. Well I was wondering when I will be able to get out of here and when this cast will come off? I wrote.
"Well just for a couple more days, just to make sure that your okay. As for the cast that I'm not so sure about but I'm guessing about two or three more weeks. Now can I ask you a question?" he said
Okay? I wrote. "Where are your foster parents, because when you first got here we tried to call them but no one answered the phone?"
I don't know where they are, but did you leave a message on the machine? Do they know I'm here? I wrote. My heart rate started to pick up and the monitor let the whole room now that. Why did he have to call the house, now they are going to know I'm here and kill me for good.
"Yeah I left a message on the machine saying that you were here, so they wouldn't worry, but that was three weeks ago. Why are you worried?" he asked.
If I tell you something well you promise not to tell anybody? I asked.
"Bella I can't promise that especially if it put you in danger, but you can tell me though. I will do everything in my power to help you out, you can trust me I won't let anything or anybody hurt you." Dr. Cullen said. The way he said anybody made it seem like he already knew about my foster parent.
I looked at him for a while, I knew I could trust him, but I don't know what is going to happen if I do, what if it only get worse, even if that's possible. I made up my mind and I started to write down I ran away from my foster parents because they not very nice people.
"Why would you do that?" Dr. Cullen asked. And I answered Because they want to kill me for the money that my parents left me when they died.
"Oh, well that is a problem that were going to have to fix. Bella why didn't you tell anyone about this, you could have been put in to a family that would have loved you?"
I wrote Because I have been through that for about the past 10 years. I have been bounced around every foster house and nobody wants me, I just wanted to stay in one place for a while with out having to move somewhere.
"Wow, well I'm going to get you out of living there and I'm going to get them arrested. Have they done anything to else to you?"
They have done a lot of things to me I said. "Well I'm going to go make a report about this." Dr. Cullen said.
If I do get out of the hospital, where I'm going to stay? I'm I going to be put back in the system and move somewhere else?I asked.
"I'm not sure, I could ask them to keep you around here, if you want, but for the mean time you're going to be staying here, where it's safe. I'll tell the staff not to let anyone in your room except me or any other doctor that is on your case."
Thank you. I said then Dr. Cullen left the room, to go make a report.
The rest of the week was okay. Dr. Cullen would come in to my room and we would talk, well he would talk and I would write. I don't know what it is, I want to talk to him but I fell like I have to talk to someone else first, before I could talk to him. It doesn't fell like the right moment to talk yet. I look more like my self now, the bruises have gone away and most of the bandages are gone also, the only thing that I still have on is the cast.
Dr. Cullen said that I was going to be released today and I was going to be staying with them for a couple of days before the government comes and takes me to my new foster house. Dr. Cullen said that his kids are going to be coming home tomorrow from Alaska, I think some time in the late afternoon. I'm a little nervous about meeting them. They probably won't even know I'm there; I'll be invisible to them like I am to the rest of the world.
I'm sick of the tension
sick of the hunger
Sick of you acting like I owe you this
Find another place
to feed your greed -
While I find a place to rest
I want to be in another place
I want to be in the energy, not with the enemy
A place for my head
A Place For My Head by Linkin Park
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