Authors Note- Holy Jesus H. Christ! All the reviews I got last chapter, thank you guys so much. My mouth was dropping looking at my inbox. I think it got very well feed, what do you think. Well, I got alot of - : ), these. Again, thank you guys so much it really means alot that you leave me a note and let me know that I am not failing at this.
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BPOV
" Bella. Sweetie, are you okay?" a soothing voice whispered.
The days after my parents were gone, I spent it just laying around and doing nothing. I felt like doing nothing because I hadn't heard from my friends, nor Edward. He was the one I wanted to hear from, but he wasn't talking.
I had considered just going over to his house and begging him to talk to me. I had even considered apologizing myself for acting like a bitch. But I didn't feel like I had acted like one. He was the one who just dissapeared and yelled at me in his drunk induced self.
His words echoed everywhere in my head and it didn't sound like him. It didn't sound like the Edward I knew. The one who would hug me when I was sad, or when I felt bad. The one who always loved to spend time with me, not matter what we were doing and just acted silly with me.
Not the one who ditched me to drink with his jock friends.
Last night I had drank NyQuil, hoping to rid myself of the mild cold that had appeared. Then I awoke at three in the morning, sounding like I was barking like a dog, and not coughing. I was wearing my shorts and a tanktop, and sweating horribly. I had spent the night pulling the covers over my body, having bad chills, and then throwing them off when I started to sweat.
My hair was sticking to the back of my sweaty neck now and was a curled mess. The flannel pants covering my legs, made them feel like they were on fire and I just wanted to rip all of my clothes off and jump into a bath of ice.
I threw the covers off my blazing body and sat up.
" Fuck it's hot." I blurted, not using my filter.
My mother literally gasped " Isabella! What are you speaking? Do you have no manners?"
" I'm sorry but it's so hot in here. Please turn on the Air Conditioning!" I rasped, my throat burning from my talking
She stared at me strangely " Sweetheart, you must of put it on last night. The house is at fifty seven degree's. It's freezing cold and the window is open!"
My mothers hand went to my forehead " Isabella, you are burning up."
I laid back in my bed, my legs were burning, as if they were dropped in hot, boiling water. Without much thought I took my pants off and threw them across the room. She stared at me as if I had two heads.
" It's hot in here."
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I shiver ran through my body. My spine chilling to the bone. A cold breeze wafted through my bedroom and I grabbed for the blankets.
" Holy jesus, it's so freezing!" I said, just waking up from a restless nap.
" I'm getting Carlisle over here to give you some medicine, this is not normal. One minute you are blazing hot and the next your freezing and have uncontrolable chills. You have a fever, your coughing horribly and have a headache. What about muscle pains?" my mother said hurriedly.
" My body aches." I complained, tightening my blanket around my shaking body.
She kissed my temple " I'll call him and have your father get you some hot tea for your throat."
My bedroom door closed and I shook against the mattress, trying to take deep breaths and stop. About five minutes later my dad came up with a steaming cup of hot tea. He sat next to me and held my hand, trying to soothe me.
" I feel like I'm dying, but I'm not." I said, my voice cracking.
" No talking." he stated sternly " We want you to get better, and I don't want you to make it worse by irritating it."
I nodded and closed my eyes, burrowing my face into the heap of blankets, my body shaking like a leaf in Autumn. I tried my hardest to fall asleep and my dad encouranged me to. My eyes shut tightly, but my body couldn't relax.
I shifted around, turning on my side. He rubbing my trembling back gently.
" Just try to sleep, honey."
Finally I felt my body shut down, and I succumbed into darkness.
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" Has she told you what hurt?"
" Yes. She said her throat felt like she swallowed nails and she kept getting really hot and then freezing cold. She had been having the chills really badly. Her muscles were aching and she felt nauseous, there is a fever, stuffed up nose and her cough is a disaster." my mother explained.
I heard Carlisle's sigh next to me " Well it sounds like she has a flu. I can prescribe her meds and hopefully try to get her better soon. I just hope she gets better soon, I can hear her moaning in her sleep. Which she always did when she was sick."
" Okay." he continued " Make her take these every six hours. If she is sleeping, it's best to wake her up because the longer the virus stays, the worse it will become and it's possible for her to get Pneumonia. If she gets warm, do not open the windows because the chilled air will make it worse obviously. Just give her some ice water or have her take a cool bath."
There was shaking of a bottle.
" Well, I can take work off tomorrow. Wait! I have a very important client coming in tomorrow. Charlie?"
" Chief Police, Renee."
A long sigh filled the room.
" I can have, Edward here... But."
" She's sick, it's not like she can talk to him. I told her to not talk." Charlie grumbled.
NO!
I wanted to scream it so loud, but I couldn't for two reasons: One, I was instructed not to and two: I was physically incapable. When I tried to talk to my mother my voice came out as a squeak, high pitched, but scratchy sounding.
Edward would probably take that chance to say whatever he wanted, knowing that I couldn't interrupt him. He was the kind that liked to be the leader of conversations. Of important ones that is.
I would just pretend to sleep as much as I could. No music could cover up his talking, because it would hurt my poor brain. Obviously I couldn't get up and slap him because my arms and legs were aching and I felt weak.
" I will talk to him tonight, and have him here in the morning bright and early at eight."
I internally groaned.
EPOV
I sat on my small lounger, laptop open, and was going through the various e-mails I had aquired over the last few days. When I looked over to see it Bella was in her bedroom, I only saw her curtains, that were tightly shut, but the window was open.
Was she crazy?
I scolded myself for that thought. If anyone had been crazy, then it would be me. We haven't talked in awhile after my outburst at her house. It was uncalled for how I acted, and how drunk off my ass I was doing it.
Out of all the people I could yell at in my anger, I had to go to Bella. After all the little fights we have had, that I had mostly started. I had to make it worse and now she was avoiding me. I had gotten her a tennis bracelet, which I bought awhile back. I saw it and thought of her.
I still had no idea why I acted the way I did towards her, I guess I just needed to let out steam. And I let it out on the wrong person.
Bella had always been my best friend, and she had never yelled at me or lashed out, always treated me with respect. She had helped me when I needed help and has been the best friend I could as for. And gave me advice when I needed it. In return, I get drunk and yell at her.
My father had basically shoved me into my room that night. Yelling at me for how stupid and horrible I was to her. He said that he was immensly dissapointed in me, and that he never raised me to act like a spoiled brat who flaunted what he had. He said that I should be lucky to have Bella as a friend, even after everything that has gone on.
He made me see what a royal ass I was, and I needed that.
My bedroom door opened and I turned my head around, seeing my father enter the room. He sat at the end of my made bed and looked at me.
" Isabella has fallen ill and since Renee and Charlie are tied up with work, as are your mother and I. I had told Charlie that you would take care of her from around eight to seven, until they leave and arrive home."
I pushed my laptop aside " Is she alright?"
" She has been having on and off chills, fever, coughing, stuffed up nose. Basically the common flu, but a tad worse. She had been up all night, being really hot, and then really cold with chills. Renee said when she got home she found that the air was on fifty seven and Isabella's bedroom window had been open because she was so warm. I told them to keep the heat normal because I don't want her to get Pneumonia."
I nodded. " So...What exactly should I do for her."
" If she gets warm, try and convince her to take a cool shower or bath. Do not, by any circumstances let her open windows or put the air on. Every six hours she takes a pill, it's on her desk. Wake her up if she is sleeping to take it, which is why we need you. Keep her drinking tea or water. No soda's or thick drinks. Water is best because it's cold. For her chills, just make sure she keeps warm with a blanket. Also make sure she doesn't talk much."
" What time should I go over?"
" Around seven thirty, eight o'clock."
" Alright, that's fine."
He smiled " Thank you son...And please don't take advantage of her lack of speaking and just ramble. When she wants to talk, then you can."
" I understand."
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BPOV
My mother opened my bedroom door, seeing the covers thrown off of me she sighed.
" We are leaving for work and Edward is downstairs getting you some water. Be nice."
I glared at her and she shut the door softly with a chuckle. My eyes drooped out of exhaustion. This hot and cold shit was annoying. At some point I locked my door for awhile and slept buck naked because of being so warm. Then twenty minutes later I was freezing and all but threw my clothes on.
Now I lay in underwear and a tanktop, which probably wasn't that appropriate when Edward was going to be in here, but I didn't care about him. I was blazing and I would refuse to take a cold bath. If I stepped in I would probably freeze and then want some fleece pants and a sweatshirt, only to get warm and then repeat the cycle.
About a minute later my father appeared, glaring at my attire.
" Is this neccessary?"
I nodded.
He kissed my forehead, his mustache scraping my skin. " If anything happens just text your moms phone, or call if you can. Carlisle already talked to him, Bells, so everything should be fine. Let him take care of you."
My dad left the room and closed the door. I leaned against the headboard and begged for Edward to come soon with that water. I was never one to like people taking care of me, but Edward was going to be my slave now.
The door handle went downwards and I saw him hesitantly open the door. Purple bruises still were under his eyes, but they were more prominant. He probably didn't get much sleep. Normally he was a night owl, and getting up for school was even worse. I felt a little bad that he got roped into taking care of me now.
That thought flew out the window when I saw the water. I reached for it and he handed it to me with a small laugh. I drank it quickly, the coldness soothing my burning throat. He looked at my current clothing and raised and eye-brow.
" Hot." I elaborated, my throat raspy.
He nodded and sat on the cot, wiping a hand across his tired face.
" So...Do I just sit here and watch you?" he asked.
I shrugged.
" Well, this is pretty easy."
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EPOV
She was hot, then cold, hot, cold, hot, cold.
And now, she was cold and was having the chills. My heart clenched hearing her teeth chatter. I had gotten her tea to held warm her, and wrapped afghan's around her small frame, she just couldn't stop shaking.
Her muscles hurt from what my father said, but with every hard shutter, she would make a weird moaning and groaning noise. I sat beside her, trying to get her to sleep and put her out of her misery for awhile. I had already given her a pill. Charlie and Renee had given her one at six this morning, and it was now one thirty.
Bella hadn't gotten hungry at all, but I had attempted to get her to eat apple sauce, knowing that she hated it. She said it reminded her of baby food, and she was not a baby.
Finally I had gotten her to sleep and laid on my warm, familar cot. I wrapped myself in the blue blanket and decided to take a nap with Bella.
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I awoke to see Bella standing on wobbly legs, she was attempting to open the window but I had gotten up quickly and pulled her away.
" No, Bella." I said, feeling like I was scolding a dog " Look, I hate telling you what to do. But do you want to get more sick and die. I don't think so. Now either lay your ass down, or take a cool bath or something. Want some more water?"
" Not a child." she rasped, her voice cracking.
" Eh eh eh, no talking."
She glared at me and I forced her onto the bed. Her arms crossed over her chest, and she pouted like a little child who couldn't get their way. I grabbed her glass and went to the bathroom to pour her some cold water. I gave it back to her greedy hands and she drank it quickly. I got more, but let it sit on the table.
" Look, Iz. I just want you to get better, okay? I can't have you sick, I need you."
Her head turned to the side, and she ignored me.
" I'm not going to sit here and just keep talking just to force you to listen. Can I just say one thing?"
She held up her pointer finger, telling me silently that it was just one thing.
I nodded " Yeah...I just want to say that I am really sorry, and I know it doesn't fix anything, but I am. That's it."
No glares, or raspy words, but silence.
Around six thirty Renee was home and I was off duty. I have her the pill at six and left when her mother got home. I said a goodbye to her and told her that I would see her tomorrow, she just kept quiet. I kissed her temple and was off.
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Next Day
January 7th
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Four hours of sleep.
That was all I got and I had to just think of Bella's shaking form to get me out of bed. I showered and just dressed in sweatpants and a t-shirt. At around seven thirty there was a call on the house phone, which Carlisle answered.
" Maybe we should take her to the hospital... Yeah... Okay, I'll be right over."
I stood up from my spot at the kitchen table " What's wrong?"
" Renee said that she can't talk at all and that she has been shaking since three this morning and she can't stop, nothing can keep her warm. I think we should take her to the hospital, it may be more serious then we think."
I basically sprinted to the house. Panic flooding my body. I felt like I needed to do something. I was her friend, that was what I am supposed to be here for. Bella had always been there for me and now I needed to be there for her.
When I got upstairs to her bedroom both Charlie and Renee were on both sides of her shaking form. The sight, just as it did yesterday, broke my fucking heart. There were about four blankets covering her body and Renee was using her hands to rub up and down Bella's arms.
My mother fled to her side, trying to help as Carlisle attempted to talk to her. Warm...
Well I was warm.
Slowly I walked over to Bella's side, slightly moving my mother out of the way. Bella's eyes were slightly open, and her teeth were chattering loudly. I sat down on the side of the bed and reached my arms out to grab her.
She felt so weak and fragile in my arms. I dragged her tiny body over mine and everyone stared at me.
" Edward, what are you doing?"
" She's an icebox and I am warm."
" Son, you could get sick along with her." my father informed me.
I looked down at her " I'd rather I sick then her."
I grabbed the blankets and wrapped them around her, along with my arms. Her little hands were cold and I moved them to rest on my stomach, under my shirt. She didn't try to move, she wanted to get closer to get warm.
She burrowed her face by my neck, head facing down, like the night we slept in my bed after the party. I tucked the blankets up to her neck, rubbing her back to try and help her get more warm. After a minute or so she wrapped her arms fully around my middle. Her sock covered feet pressed against my ankles. Her tiny feet were just as cold as her hands.
Her uncontrolable trembling slowly started to ease after minutes passed.
" Is it helping?" Renee asked.
" Her shaking is calming down." I said quietly.
My parents sighed in usion " Well maybe if Edward stays with her maybe it will help her." my mother suggested.
" Don't get too comfortable." Charlie grumbled.
What is with him and thinking Bella and I are not just friends?
My father patted his back " Edward is a smart man. He wouldn't do anything inappropriate with, Isabella. Knowing him, he would of already done it." my father stated with a chuckle.
I glared at him and looked down at Bella. Her body was still and her breathing was even, finally asleep. I ran a hand over her hair, trying to smooth down the tangled mess. Renee reached over and touched her arm under the covers.
" It's getting better, and she doesn't look so pale." she noted.
" Do you think you can stay with her and keep her... warm?"
" I guess so. Just get me something to drink and I should be alright."
Renee retrieved me a glass of coke and then they all wished us a goodbye, saying that if we needed them to call. Bella was still passed out me, sleeping soudly. No noises of pain or discomfort. Luckily, the shaking had completely stopped and she looked a little more lively. I was glad that I could be the person to help her, I just needed her to get better.
She stayed completely asleep, until I had to wake her at twelve to give her the medicine. I gently sat up, leaning against the headboard, and ran my hand up and down her arm.
" Wake up, Bella." I said quietly.
Slowly she started to move around until she stretched once and opened her eyes.
" I'm sorry to wake you, but I need you to take your medicine."
I helped her sit up in my lap and handed her the icewater that Renee had gotten before she left. She drank down the pill with a few sips of water and laid right back down, her head on my chest. I moved the glass to the table and looked down at her.
" Do you want something for your throat? I can make you some chicken soup." I suggested
She shook her head.
" How about I warm up some chicken broth and throw in some celery and carrots. No chicken."
With a small nod, I carefully moved her off my chest and tucked her in bed.
" I'll be back in a little while." I whispered gently to her.
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I simmered some broth on the stove and tossed in the celery and carrots. Luckily they had all that I needed so there was no issue there. I put a little salt and pepper into the meal and sat at the table to let it go for fifteen minutes or so.
Bella was quiet upstairs, so I figured she hadn't gotten up. I was really surprised at how soundly she slept in my arms. We had gotten the cot because I for some odd reason, enjoy to cuddle, and I don't just mean 'cuddle', that's a little loosely. I like to literally crush to person as close to me as I can.
When we were fifteen Bella got sick of it, so we got a cot for her bedroom so that I wouldn't bug her. Now a pillow became my best friend. I mean, it's not like I can help it. Bella is nice and warm and hey, who doesn't like warm. She is my best friend, and it may sound a little off, but it's just...nice.
Obviously I have never slept at Tanya's house, but when we are in her bedroom, or somewhere alone, she is always wanting sex, which is something I am not willing to give her anytime soon. It was awkward, and just strange.
It wasn't at all what I thought it would be with my first time. I am not going to act like a girl and say that I wanted to feel the 'sparks'. What I wanted to feel was an emotional connection. With Tanya, I just felt detached.
I liked it better when it was just kissing, nothing below the waist. Tanya is a sweet girl, but she is rough around the edges and being with her in an intimate way doesn't feel right to me. Which makes me second guess the relationship. I don't want her to break up with me. I'm not in love with her, but I'm leading to it. Maybe then it would feel like more.
When I'm with Bella though, it's different. It's a little easier to laugh and have fun with Bella, because she doesn't expect anything from me. Maybe common sense things, like respect, but nothing expectation wise. She's just my best friend, it's easy with her.
I remember when we were like thirteen, and I had asked her if she was curious about kissing me. That was when we shared our first kiss with one another. It was just an innocent chaste kiss. That wasn't awkward at the end. I remember kissing her on the cheek afterwards and running in the house for dinner.
I stood up and stirred the soup with a wooden spoon. Both the vegetables were soft so I turned the heat off and poured the steaming broth in a bowl. I put the pot in the dishwasher and headed upstairs. When I opened her bedroom door I could see her shaking again.
Quickly, I walked to her and put the soup down. I reached for her and burrowed her tiny body into my larger one. I kept the blankets wrapped tight around her, trying to stop the shaking.
I smoothed down her hair and kissed the top of my head " I'm sorry, Bella." I whispered.
Trying not to make the blankets fall, I sat her up against me and grabbed the soup. I set it on my lap and put the spoon in. Her hands were all shaky and there was no way she could do it herself. I blew the broth on the spoon and brought it to her mouth. She opened and I slid it in.
" Is it okay?" I asked whilst blowing on more of the broth on the spoon.
She nodded and opened again. I slid the spoon in her mouth and she drank it slowly, letting the warmth spread in her throat. I fed her the whole entire bowl, filling up her stomach with the liquid and vegetables. Once everything in the bowl was gone she just curled right up against me and fell asleep within minutes.
I heard my cell ringing and quickly grabbed it, seeing it was Jasper.
" Hey, man. The girls and Tanya are coming over so we are chillin at my place with some video games and junk food. Bring, Bells."
" I would enjoy that. But, Iz is really sick right now, and since Charlie and Renee have to work I said that I would take care of her."
" That bad?" he asked.
" Yeah. Can't talk and has these horrible chills. Couldn't stop shaking when I got there this morning. They were trying to calm her down but I finally got her warm, now she is just sleeping away."
" How'd you get her warm?" he asked in a hushed voice.
Smart guy "Dude, just promise you won't pass this on. Everyone will make it seem like more then it is."
" I know, just tell me."
" It's not a big deal, but I just let her lay next to me."
He huffed " Right, I bet that's downplaying it."
" Okay, so she is fucking passed out with her head on my chest. But seriously, I left to make her soup and I come back and she is shaking like a leaf. I'm really worried about her I just hope that if she is warm long enough then maybe she can get better. I've been giving her meds every six hours."
Jasper chuckled briefly. " Alright, dude. Just don't take advantage."
" Oh shut up."
" Bye, Ed."
" Do-"
click
I hung my phone up and threw it on the desk.
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At around six, she was still asleep, and I was dying to go to sleep. I had given her the medicine, and she fell right back asleep like she did before. By six thirty Renee and Charlie weren't home. I knew this bed was so freaking small, but I needed to sleep and Bella needed me.
By seven, they still weren't home. I rested my head ontop of hers and shifted my legs to lay on both sides of her. I brought the blanket up to cover me more, and kept my arms wrapped tightly around her waist. Her head was tucked into my side and she was breathing deeply.
I let my eyes droop on there own accord and drifted off to sleep.
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"It's a shame to wake them. Edward hasn't been sleeping well."
I stretched out, my arms above my head, only to knock my knuckles against the wood. I let out a loud groan and tried twisting around, only to have a limp, sleeping Bella turn over and fall straight onto the wood flooring.
There was a loud gasp from Renee and Bella's eyes shot open.
"Ow tha- aiiii."
Her voice was jacked up. She attempted to talk, only to have her voice go haywire and all high-pitched and screamish like. The room was dark, but Charlie reached out to turn on a lamp. I quickly got out of the bed, tripping along the way with the blankets twisted around my body.
I knelt next to Bella and hooked my left arm behind her knee's and the other one holding her back. Swiftly, I lifted her up and laid her back down, she rubbed the back of her head, wincing.
" I am so sorry, Bella. Oh my god, are you okay?" I asked.
She nodded her head and tried to sit up, seeing her struggle to get her strength. A shiver ran through her body and she covered up with the blankets. It hadn't been two minutes and she was already so freaking cold without me.
" Here, sweetie. Carlisle gave us a different medicine to see if it would work better then the other. So take this."
Bella examined the white pill and reached out with shaky hands to grab it. She got a cup and brought it to her lips, her lips templed, but she didn't spill any water. When she finished Charlie took the cup from her and she tightened her eyes shut.
Slowly she reached out for me with a pale hand. She was a little paler then her normal deathly pale self, but she wasn't grey like she was when I saw her this morning. I gripped her cold hand and gave her a small smile.
" How about a bath?"
She shook her head and pulled my hand closer. I sat on the bed, leaning against the headboard next to her. Without hesitance she put her arms around me and moved her head towards my neck, her cold nose pressing against the side of my neck.
Renee stared at her, an odd expression on her face. Charlie just patted Bella's arm and left the room.
" Are you alright, Renee. Do you need something?" I asked.
She shook her head " No...No I need nothing. You just keep her warm, okay? I will be down the hall if you need me."
I nodded and draped an afghan over Bella. Her hands snuck under my shirt and I jumped about a foot in the air.
" Shit, girl, Can you warm them up just a tad before putting them under my shirt?"
A raspy laugh sounded and she shook her head.
She yawned loudly and cleared her throat before closing her eyes. I watched her sleep for awhile, tracing invisible lines on her arm. She was only wearing a pair of black sweatpants and a tanktop. When she started to shake in her sleep I unbuttoned my shirt and got her floppy arms through it. I wrapped the blankets tight around her body and stared at the ceiling, waiting for the breaking of dawn.
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BPOV
Horrible.
That is how I have been feeling these past few days. Like my throat had been cut up like a Thanksgiving Turkey. My nose was clogged up and my head was pounding. It didn't help that Edward had promptly dropped me on the floor. He apologized and picked me up though..
The luxury of the past day or so. Was laying in his arms. It made me warm, and I wanted to crawl inside his body and live there for the rest of my life. It was strange to think, but I couldn't get enough of his arms around me.
He fed me soup and water, also helping me stand when I needed to use to restroom. My legs were a little wobbly, but they were getting better. I didn't exactly know what I had, I just didn't want to get it again.
I had gotten new medicine last night and I was woken at midnight by my parents, and at six by Edward to take it. Luckily, it was working alot better then the other stuff. In the morning I had awoke, completely smashed against Edward and I was wearing his shirt.
How had I not noticed that? I threw Edward's arms off of me, and trudged drunkenly down the stairs. As I was going into the kitchen, I saw the clock. It said that it was eleven twenty. I ran a hand over my face and yawned.
Just then the doorbell rang. I walked over the the front door, unlocking it and opened it. Alice and Rose blew past me and stood in the foyer.
" Come on in." I mumbled, closing the door softly not to irriate my headache further.
" We haven't heard from you in awhile, and Edward has dissapeared. Then we come here and your wearing his shirt?" Rose said, glaring at me.
" Well sorry that I got sick. My parents are tied up at work and Edward volunteered to watch me." I said my voice cracking. Atleast I could talk a bit
" Oh, he's watching you. Tell me, Bella, how could you have sex with him while he is dating Alice and I's best friend."
Alice and I's best friend.
" Your's and Alice's. So what am I, just Edward's buddy?"
Rose scoffed
" Stop being such a royal bitch, Rosalie. Get the huge stick out of your ass and get over yourself, then come talk to me. Edward and I are friends and ovbiously you don't understand that he and I are close. I don't give a damn if he's dating your best friend. Edward is my best friend, and we will always be that way."
I let out a loud cough, sounding like a barking dog. Alice stayed silent, for she said nothing.
" Rosalie, Bella is my best friend, but Tanya is my friend, too. I told you that Bella and Edward are nothing more... Just let her be." Alice said quietly. " Edward volunteered to help her, which is something friends do."
She rolled her eyes " Whatever. I'm out of here."
Rosalie walked out the front door and Alice handed me a panera bread bag " I got you some soup... I'll try to talk to her, but you are my best friend, Iz. You always will be. Now get better, I hope to see you at school."
I nodded and she followed Rose out the front door. I slammed it and locked the deadbolt. Now I had to deal with her on my back now. God help me.
I took the bag into the kitchen and took out the items. There was no bread bowl, which I was glad for because I didn't like how the bread soaked up all the broth. But there was a peice of sour dough bread for dipping. I took the top off the steaming Chicken Noddle soup and shook pepper into it.
" Hey," I heard from the kitchen doorway.
" Hi," I greeted timidly.
We still hadn't actually talked about what happened. And I knew, that he knew, I was avoiding the conversation a little. I didn't want to talk to him about it yet.
I smiled shyly and ate the soup. Once I was finished I threw out the plastic and paper and drowned a glass of water. Edward gave me my pill and I took it before trudging back upstairs to my. He followed me and sat down on the cot once reaching the room. I pointed to the bathroom.
" Shower."
" No more chills?" he asked.
" A little. But a shower should warm me up a little, too." I said, my voice still cracking as I spoke.
He nooded and I made my way into the bathroom. My clothes felt all gross on my body, and my hair was greasy. I felt bad that Edward had to hold me, but mostly embarassed. He was holding me, whilst I hadn't showered or washed my hair.
I scrubbed my hair with shampoo twice, as well as my body. I shaved every tiny stubble of hair on my legs and stood in the hot water for a moment. The hot steam loosened up my stuffed nose and I could finally breath. Though my throat was still burning and aching, along with my muscles.
I stepped out of the shower with slightly wobby legs and dried off as quick as possible. I slipped on my robe and unlocked the door, as I was opening it nausea waved over me. I covered my mouth and ran to the toliet. I bent down and proceeded to vomit in the toliet.
At some point Edward had rushed in and held my damp hair back. As I coughed more and more came out, and that soup looked alot better going in, then coming out. He rubbed my back soothingly and stayed with me the whole time.
He was a good friend. But I knew eventually we had to talk about what happened.
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