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Chapter 6: The Wrong Thing To Say
~~~Bella's point of view~~~
He sighed. "You said Mike Newton's name."
What? Mike Newton? I couldn't recall ever dreaming about him. Then again, I hardly remember any of my dreams, unless they're the horrible nightmare kind, then they're committed to memory.
"Edward, I honestly have no clue what you're talking about. I don't remember dreaming about Mike Newton." I said, wholeheartedly.
He just rolled his eyes. "Then why else would you say his name?" He seemed annoyed. I noticed his grip on the steering wheel tighten. Edward had never even had a parking ticket, so I didn't think he would get distracted from the road and crash.
"I don't know. Maybe I was dreaming about killing him or maybe both of you were in my dream and I was choosing you over him. Hell, Edward! Anything could've happened." Edward was blowing this way out of proportion…or maybe I was….
"I know but the way you said it was all…dreamy like!" He glared straight ahead.
"Edward, this is ridiculous! It was a dream." I emphasized the word dream very strongly.
He just went into his 'shut-down mode'. It was a mode he went in when he was angry or annoyed. He wouldn't talk to whoever he was mad at – which in this case was me – for at least an hour. I instantly felt bad. I was the one that had yelled first. I opened my mouth to apologize but he held up his hand.
"Just let me be angry, Bella." He didn't look at me. I opened my mouth to argue again, and to tell him he was being a jerk, when I saw the bright headlights come around the narrow corner.
The next few seconds happened too fast. Edward threw his right arm over me and hit the brakes. I flew forward as far as Edward's arm and the seatbelt would let me. Then the big tanker truck made impact. Edward's side of the car was crushed…along with him. I saw the first drop of blood ooze from his head and I went unconscious.
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~~~The car crash: Edward's point of view~~~
I threw my arm across Bella's waist in some attempt to shield her from hitting the dashboard. The tanker truck hit its brakes, but something that big can't stop that quickly. It slid and kept sliding until it made contact with the driver's side of my Volvo. Phf! These things were supposed to be the safest cars on the road! Apparently not!
I heard the crunching noises of metal and the sharp gasp that came from Bella as she lurched forward. I used all my strength to hold her back. I felt the nose of the tanker truck bust through the window and some of the car's metal and hit my head. I could feel the warm blood as it started to trail down my face. The only thing I could think about was how the last thing I'd told Bella as to basically shut-up. I tried to speak but I was in far too much pain to even open my eyes. Everything started to move and I was becoming confused and numb. The last thing I remembered was seeing my Bella's terrified face.
~~~A confused Bella's point of view~~~
I started to come out of the sea of darkness that had been my horrible home for God knows how long. A few hours? A day? A week? I needed some answers. So, I cautiously, and painfully, opened my eyes. I was in a bright room. The lights above me were blinding. I felt a throbbing in my head and my chest and side hurt really badly.
"Oh, Bella!" I heard someone exclaim. Whoever it was threw their arms around me. I heard sniffling, they had been crying.
I gasped in pain. I didn't know what was wrong, but it felt like my torso was turning inside out.
"Oh, my. I'm sorry, honey." I then realized that the person was my mother. I was happy see her. "How are you feeling? Do you need a nurse? I should go get your dad." Renée was everywhere at once. I took a chance and spoke.
"Mom? Please, just calm down." I took a deep, rigidity, painful breath. "Where's Edward?"
My mom looked down at her hands and quickly changed the subject. "You've been unconscious for four days, honey. You have three broken ribs and a concussion, but you're on your way to recovery. I've already taken care of all the paperwork and stuff and your dad did the police report. The truck driver has been given a fine and you can be out of here in a few more days." She smiled.
"Yeah, that's great. But where's Edward?" I was starting to get nervous. Where was my Edward? I needed him now.
Renée sat down on the edge of the hospital bed, careful not to touch the IVs – there were three of them – that were stuck into me. I didn't want to think about them though; I had a small phobia of needles.
"Bella, honey. Edward got hit in the head pretty hard. He's still unconscious. The doctors said there's a pretty good chance that he could slip into a coma…a permanent one." She looked at me warily.
It felt as if my heart was going to fall out my feet. My mother had just told me that my world might never, ever come back. I felt the first tear escape my eye and roll down my cheek.
Cliffy!! So: Good? Bad? Should have a skunk waved in front of it? Please review! Oh, and I hadn't planned on making Edward and Bella crash the car, but I was writing this chapter and it sort of…happened.
~Kelli(jellyjo2014)~
