Chapter 11
His breathing getting noticeably faster and faster, Edward continued to stare out the window. I watched from the floor, my blood staining his carpet. My platelets couldn't stick together fast enough to clot the blood at my cuts.
Edward leaped from the open window, almost flying, and hit the ground with a force that sounded like thunder. My body shook with a whirlwind of fear, sadness, anger, and confusion. Everything happened so fast. I felt drunk almost, seeing things happening but not understanding what they were.
I crawled through the glass to get to the window so I could see my Edward. Little shards of glass got wedged into my knees and calves, but I ignored the little stings. From the window, I watched Edward disappear into the thick forest as the sun slipped below the horizon.
As the pain of my cuts settled in, I couldn't hold back tears. I curled up on the ground amidst the glass and blood and sobbed. Why are you so stupid? Stupid and selfish! I scolded myself. What the heck is the matter with you? Now look what you did. Edward's gone, you're all scratched up, and Halloween's ruined. Hope you're happy with yourself, Bella.
Coiled up on the ground, I prayed that this was all a dream. I didn't want this to be real. I wanted everything back to normal: Edward a vampire and me not knowing, us together best friends again, hanging out while I had a secret crush on him. I ruined everything.
In spite of my pain, I was able to fall asleep. I think the blood loss made me woozy.
As soon as I fell asleep, I immediately started dreaming. I dreamed about being on the Cullen's white couch… while I was pregnant. My stomach looked like one big bruise, and I lay in pain. Esme and Carlisle were their whispering about my condition. Edward sat across from me, his face in his hands, asking himself what we did to me. Then for some reason I remembered a huge wolf coming into the house. Edward scowled at the wolf, and I clutched my stomach to protect my baby. The wolf stared at me for a long time with its golden eyes, and then lunged for my baby.
I awoke with a scream, even jumped in bed. When I looked around, I was all hooked up to wires in a completely white room. It smelled like a hospital. I was alone. "Carlisle?" I called weakly. I knew that if I was here, so was my best friend's dad. He was the head ER doctor, after all.
Carlisle promptly appeared at my door. "How are you feeling, Bella?"
"Why am I here?" I demanded.
"Well, your arms might have something to do with it."
I looked down. Both my forearms were completely bandaged, but I couldn't feel them very well. I was speechless. "But… but…" I stammered.
"That was quite some fall you took," Carlisle said.
"What?"
"You fell down our stairs and smashed into the glass pot on the landing," he told me. "You cut your arms. You lost a lot of blood. We had to give you an emergency transfusion."
"But the… window…" I tried to make sense of everything. I could have sworn that I cut my arms myself. I don't remember falling at all. "Where's Edward?"
"He was here a little while ago while you were asleep. I can try to find him for you." And in that instant, Carlisle was gone. No, I couldn't have fell. I would know. The last thing I remember is Edward telling me he was a vampire, me scratching myself with glass, and Edward leaving. I could see how I was in here for blood loss, but why was their cover-up me falling into a vase?
I heard footsteps in front of my door and looked up. Edward was there. "Bella, are you okay?" he asked, concern in his amber eyes.
"Why hello, vampire."