Be Careful What You Wish For

by GoldieeLockks

Edward finally gets what he always wanted- Mortality. As everybody knows, with every wish granted, there is a price too pay. What is Edward's price? Will it be to high?. P L E A S E review. You're feedback and critique is wanted. : Enjoy.

4. Chapter 4

Ch.4

EPOV

The pain in my heart dies down and it begins to beat rapidly in my chest. I slowly open my eyes expecting to see the hospital room I've grown accustomed to in for months with Dr. Carlisle standing by my side. However, I open my eyes to a very dark room instead. Where am I?

"Remember that one time when-" I look to my side where I hear someone talking. She

stops when she sees my eyes open. Who is she? And why is she holding my hand? Her

eyes gaze into mine and a confused look comes across her face as I take my hand from

her.

"Sorry but who are you?" I ask, my voice shaking a little. "And where's Dr. Cullen?"

"You-you don't remember me?" The hurt that washes over her features replaces the confused look.

"Should I?" I try to think, but this is the first time I've seen her.

"Umm, I'll go get C- Dr. Cullen." She gets up and slowly walks to the door of the strange

Room.

BPOV

He doesn't remember me? And why are his eyes green and not the topaz I love?

"Carlisle," I run to his office after I close Edward's door behind me. I don't bother

Knocking. "Edward's awake and he doesn't remember me and his eyes are green and

He's warm!" I say when he looks up from the paper work he was doing. He doesn't bother saying anything. He gets up and runs vampire speed to Edward's room. When I finally get to Edward's door where Carlisle is waiting for me he talks.

"Don't come in, I'll try and figure out what's wrong okay?" I nod finally, catching my

Breath. He enters the room without hesitation and shuts the door in my face.

EPOV

"Hello Edward." Dr. Cullen says walking into the room.

"Where am I? Who was that strange girl who was holding my hand?" I ask all in one breathe. I take a gulp of air in my mouth trying to calm down. The air burns my very dry throat.

"Edward you're in your bedroom and that was Bella, your girlfriend." My room? Girlfriend?

"First of all She is not my, um, Girlfriend? And this is NOT my room. Oh, goodness what's that?" I point to a square robot object.

"Edward what year is it?" Dr. Cullen asks carefully, ignoring my question. Isn't he a doctor? How can he not know the year?

"1918,"