A/N: Wow I've gotten some great responses on my version of the hospital scene! Especially the way Vivian got the upper hand of the conversation between her and Edward, and also appreciating the super hotness of the sexy Doctor Carlisle Cullen, the King of DILFs....Long Live the King!!!! Lol. Thank you guys so much for your encouraging reviews! I've been working so hard on this story and it's such a great reward when I get these awesome reviews from you faithful readers :-) So THANK YOU!!! Now on to the story....
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The Extra Attention
As soon as we walked into the house, Aunt Hope went into the kitchen to retrieve the junk food and I went to the living room and put in a DVD of Family Guy. I needed a good laugh after the shitty day I've had. I didn't start the first episode until Aunt Hope came in the room with Red Vines (my favorite, screw you Twizzlers!), popcorn, Mike & Ikes, chocolate covered pretzels, oh my god I'm going to get fat! Good thing I can just burn it off from all the running I like to do. I still find it pretty funny that I love running, and yet I hate P.E. I guess it's because when I'm running, I feel wild and free and I'm on my own. That and I don't have a stupid P.E. teacher/wannabe drill sergeant breathing down my neck.
Anywho, back to the important subject at hand...Brian in a banana suit singing:
It's Peanut Butter Jelly Time!Peanut Butter Jelly Time!Peanut Butter Jelly Time!
Where he at?Where he at?Where he at?Where he at?
Now, there he go!There he go!There he go!There he go!
Peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly!
Do the peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat!
Do the peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly!Peanut butter jelly with a baseball bat!
I can never get tired of Family Guy! How can anyone deny the evil plots from Stewie, or the horniness of Quagmire, giggity giggity giggity goo!!! While watching the show, I had this weird feeling I was being watched. I looked over at the window that was closest to me, I didn't see anything or anyone, so I just shrugged and focused on the show.
After a few hours of nonstop laughs and junk food, we decided to call it a night. After all, I still had to get up to face the real world. I just know that everyone will be giving me even more attention, and probably ask a lot of questions. Stupid Ulf! If the asshole was going to come to kill me, did he have to do it at school where everyone is watching?! This is going to be so much fun. I went to sleep after I took some Excedrin for the little aches I'm feeling from today.
I was being plagued with the same dream of that night. No matter how hard I try to move on, those memories just aren't going to leave me alone! I don't want to forget what happened or forget about Aiden, but I don't want to relive that night every time I close my eyes.
After tossing and turning, crying out for Aiden in my sleep, I started having that weird feeling again like I was being watched. My eyes snapped open and I quickly sat up from my bed, breathing harshly. I looked in front of me and I swear I saw Edward standing in front of my bed, staring right at me.
Not sure that I was seeing straight, I looked away and turned on the lamp on my side table. I turned to face him again, but he was gone. What the hell? Am I losing my mind? Am I dreaming that he was watching me? Why would I be dreaming that? Or was he really there? But how would he have left so fast? Man, I really need to cut down on the junk food, I think it all went to my head and is making me see things. I just decided to ignore it for now and I went back to sleep. The first peaceful sleep in weeks.
The Next Morning
I woke up surprisingly well-rested. I didn't even wake up screaming. Ok, now this is getting really weird. Why is this suddenly happening? Why did I sleep so peacefully after I went back to sleep? Why didn't I wake up screaming? This can't be because I thought I saw Edward in my room...can it? No, it can't! I hate him! He's been nothing but a jerk to me, and has confused the hell out of me with his weird mood swings. It has to be something else that made me sleep so peacefully. Yeah, that's it.
After reassuring myself of that, I took my shower and got dressed. I put on a little bit of make up to hide the bruises and scratches from the fight. Satisfied that my face looked half-way decent, I went downstairs and ate some breakfast. Aunt Hope was already at the table with two plates full of scrambled eggs, bacon, and hash browns.
"Good morning Vivie." she said to me with a bright smile on her face.
"Good morning Aunt Hope. This looks delicious! You didn't have to go through the trouble to make this."
"What trouble? I'm glad to do it. Besides, after the day you had yesterday you deserve a nice breakfast instead of boring cold cereal."
"Thank you. I don't think I could ever thank you enough for everything you've done for me. I don't know what I would have done without you." I told her sincerely, my eyes getting teary.
She deserved to know just how much I really appreciated her. Tears were about to fall from Aunt Hope's eyes too.
"You don't have to thank me Vivie. You were always like a daughter to me, and I love you more than anything in the world. Like I told you, I will always be here for you. Now what brought this on?"
"It's just...I was looking at Death in the face yesterday. I would have died without telling you how much I love you and how grateful I am for everything you've done. I love you Aunt Hope."
By this time, we were both crying.
"I love you too, you're my little Vivie. It's my job to take care of you and I'm happy to do it."
She pulled me into her arms and we gave each other a bone-crushing hug. We stood there for what must have been at least two or three minutes, then we broke apart just smiling at each other.
"Now we better eat this breakfast before it gets cold and we'll both be late." Aunt Hope said, wiping the tears from her eyes and mine.
After we ate our warm breakfast, we had to go our separate ways. So we said goodbye and off we went.
I hate to admit it, but I'm nervous as hell about dealing with everyone at school. I can just hear the questions now:
Vivian what happened yesterday?
OMG Vivian who were those guys?
Vivian how did you survive that jump?
Vivian, did you die?
Oh well, I might as well face the music. I'll just bullshit my way through today. It's like Aunt Hope said, small brain small town. So I just turned up the volume to Crashed by Daughtry and kept myself calm. Every single person stared at me as I pulled into the school parking lot and parked in my space. I took a few deep breaths and shut off the car. As soon as I stepped out of my car, people, including my friends rushed over to me, bombarding me with questions.
"Vivian what happened yesterday?"
"Vivian, are you ok?"
"OMG Vivian who were those guys?"
"Vivian how did you survive that jump?"
"Vivian, did you die?"
Dude, am I psychic or what?! And I can't believe someone was actually dumb enough to ask if I died. Damn you Finding Nemo! I figured what the hell, might as well answer them.
"Ok calm down! I'm fine; those guys and I have a bad history and were just giving me shit; I jumped on impulse and a trash can broke my fall; and I'm pretty sure I'm still alive."
Geez, I feel like I'm talking to friggin reporters. Surprisingly they bought it! Apparently they were simple minded enough to convinced because I sure as hell wasn't. But if that'll make them leave me alone, who am I to complain?
So all morning people were staring at me and talking about what happened. Some of the things they were saying were very untrue but very entertaining:
I heard she was in their gang and they came to kill her for leaving.
I heard she owes money to the mob
What the fuck?! So apparently I quit and pissed off a gang and I am in debt with mobsters. I don't even think there are mobsters in Romania. Though I guess Gabriel would have been considered a crime boss. It was pretty much anything he says goes. Not anymore obviously. I've been hearing these stupid rumors all day, but I could care less. Let them make up their own theories, as long as they're not extremely suspicious about my jump. Like Edward.
I still have to interrogate Edward some more. I admit, I was really stunned when he said he saw me land so easily on the ground from my jump. I know he's suspicious of me, but if he thinks I'm letting him have the upper hand, he better think again. The bell rang for lunch time, I walked down the hall and heard some more whispers about me.
"I heard she stole drugs from the blonde guy, and she stabbed him in the eye when he tried to attack her."
Ok now that bullshit is just going too far. So I walked over to the dumb blonde who said that. Her back was facing me so she jumped when I spoke from behind her.
"Hey you want to know what I heard? I heard she's an alien from Mars with green skin, one eye, and ears made of jam. And her mission is to swallow everyone's soul, turn their bones into jam and make everyone watch British comedy!"
Over the top? Yes. Funny as hell? Fuck yeah! The blonde and her two friends just stared at me in stunned silence, and they appeared to be embarrassed that they were caught by the person they were talking about. Satisfied with a job well done, I continued walking to the cafeteria. I just couldn't stop laughing at the look on those girl's faces. All this extra attention, mainly the ridiculous rumors, was quite irritating, but now it's going to be fun!
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A/N: I know this chapter wasn't very interesting and I'm so sorry about that :'-( I've just been so tired lately and busy with school. And this was all I could think of to write for this chapter. But don't worry, I'm still going to update every day or every other day, I just don't want my brain to overload and lose my groove on this story, because I love writing this story :-) For those of you who might not understand the "jam" references, I was influenced by Eddie Izzard, the greatest and funniest British cross-dressing comedian EVER! He talks about aliens from Mars with ears made of jam in one of his sketches and so I kind of tweaked it into my own. Don't worry, I promise the next chapter will be better and there will be more Edward/Vivian time! I just need to be well-rested so I can have the energy. I hope you guys liked this chapter anyway and PLEASE REVIEW!!!!!