Okay soooooooo this weekend was amazing I saw New Moon twice on Friday and Saturday. The movie literally blew me away it was sooo good. Taylor played an excellent job as Jacob but I am still Team Edward. I loved Rob in it too gosh I can't wait to see it again lol.

Here is chapter 5 I hope you guys like it like you liked the other ones. Please read and review thanks and I don't own twilight...or new moon sad but that is life oh and HAPPY THANKSGIVING!:)

I was currently sitting in the break room, resting my right foot on a chair because I couldn't concentrate on anything work related because my last conversation and extreme distractions.

Due to my clumsiness, I ended up tripping over thin air while taking out a dinner order and landing awkwardly on my ankle. Not to mention that all the food that went up in the air landed on me. I had spaghetti in my hair, and sauce on my uniform. My clean, crisp, white shirt was now an ugly bright orange, wrinkled one. I groaned, my head also was hurting from my tray landing on it. I faintly heard the door open and close behind me before Angela appeared in front of my sight.

"Here you go Bella," she looked concerned as she handed me Advil and water. I thanked her with a smile before quickly swallowing the pill. "How do you feel?" she asked quietly as she sat down across from me.

"Horrible," I told the truth, slightly moving my throbbing ankle.

"Hey, I can take you to the hospital after my shift is over," she offered. I shook my head declining.

"No it's okay. I'm just going to let it rest overnight with ice and painkillers," I joked halfheartedly as I took my leg down from my makeshift, uncomfortable chair. As soon as it hit the floor, pain shot up through it, ending with my thigh.

"Ouch," I groaned, trying to stand up.

"Are you sure you do need help Bella?" Angela asked me as I limped to the break room door.

"No that's okay I'm fine," I turned my head towards her, smiling before limping out into the hallway into the direction of Lola. "Tell Jackey that I'm leaving," I called behind me to Angela. I stopped by the swiping system and swiped off the clock before slowly going up towards the front entrance to where my truck was parked.

"Bella," I heard Angela call behind me. I turned my head to face her. "You forgot your jacket," she yelled jogging towards me. "And Jackey said call when you get the status about your ankle," I nodded my head.

"Thanks," I mumbled softly, putting on my jacket. I waved to her before starting my long limp to my truck. My jacket covered most of my orange shirt so I didn't think that I needed to worry about people asking "What happen to you?" Or "How did this homeless bum get up here? "

I walked outside and paused to take a break before finishing the limp to my truck. My ankle was aching so bad that I felt like a truck or some sort of heavier vehicle ran over it again and again but yet, I still didn't intend on going to the hospital.

Never really liked them, plus I already knew them well enough.

I sat down on one of the steps, rubbing my ankle gently. Too bad that made it hurt more. Obviously the Advil only took care of my headache.

"Bella?" I heard a voice I dreaded to hear at this moment. I looked up at Edward.

Okay maybe I didn't dread his velvet tone but I really did not want to talk to him right now. I studied his features more and was surprised to find concern in his eyes. No, I definitely did not need this now.

"Hello," I said quietly wishing that I could run at the moment.

"Are you okay?" he asked, walking over but stopping short of the steps where I was seated.

"I'm fine," I huffed as I angled my body away from his.

"You don't look okay," he observed eyeing the stained shirt that was peeking out from my jacket. I shrugged, making the mistake of looking into his eyes before turning quickly away.

"I fell," I answered focusing my attention on a book store across the street.

"Can we talk," he asked but his attention was just as focused on the book store as mine. I was going to reject him but when he looked back at me with sad eyes I caved.

"Sure," I agreed as a couple walked past us into the restaurant.

"Think we can move this conversation to my car?" Edward asked. I shrugged again, not wanting to tell him about my ankle but I knowing that I would have to if I wanted to move.

"I can't really walk right now," I blushed.

"And why not?" he asked looking confused. I shrugged for a third time. I really had to break that habit, distancing my glaze yet again. I could feel Edwards eyes on my face before they trailed down my body, slowing passing the stained shirt. They stopped on my right ankle and I could feel his hands ghostly trailing it.

"You didn't say when you fell you hurt your ankle," he observed. I stared at him confused before shaking my head.

"How did you know?" I asked. This time he shrugged before getting up on the step. I thought he was going to leave but he surprised me by turning and picking up my stuff, before bending down to pick my 110 pound body up off the step and into his muscular arms.

"Edward," I panicked, scared that he was going to drop me. He started walking to his car. "What are you doing?" I asked hanging on to him for dear life.

"Taking you to my house because, my father isn't working at the hospital tonight," he explained as he carefully placed me into the passenger seat of his famous Volvo. I looked at him confused before remembering that his father was a doctor.

"What about my truck?" I asked as soon as he was in the driver's seat.

"Alice and Jasper can pick it up. They'll take it back to your house," he assured me before pulling out of the parking space and racing down the road. His speeding was so frightening that I grabbed onto the passenger seat convinced that we were going to crash and I was going to die. Edward would live, but with my luck, I knew I would be the odd man out.

"Do you have to drive so fast?" I asked through clenched teeth. Edward didn't answer and just keep speeding down the narrow dark road. I considered throwing myself out of the car but that would probably be worse than actually being in a car accident, especially if there were cars behind us.

I closed my eyes, trying to slow my quicken breathe. The car stopped suddenly and I heard Edward get out. Before I could open my eyes, I was suddenly air borne and gasped, quickly opening my eyes. Edward carried me up the steps and though the front door of his family's beautiful mansion.

"Dad," he called out while laying me on the couch in what looked like the family room, putting my ankle on a pillow. His young-looking, no way he could be over twenty, blond, beautiful father appeared and Edward filled him in about my ankle incident.

"Hi Bella,' his father smiled as he bent down to get a better look at my leg.

"I'm going to find Alice," Edward told us, squeezing my shoulder before leaving the room.

"Hello Mr. Cullen," I smiled back, timidly. There were way too much beauty genes in this family.

"Please call me Carlisle," he corrected me.

"Okay Carlisle," I answered as he get a closer look at my ankle.

"So what did you do to yourself?" he asked as he added slight pressure. I flinched at the pain.

"I fell," I told him simply, it was a lot less embarrassing. He nodded his head before taking my shoe off and pushing my sock slightly down to get a better look at my injury. Edward came back into the room with an ice pack. Carlisle turned to him after a few seconds, glancing back and forth at both of us.

"I need to x-ray it but I see it as a slight sprain but I will need you to visit the hospital tomorrow just to make sure," I nodded my heading in understanding before he turned to address Edward only. "Give her the ice and I will be back with a wrap and pain killers," he told him before easily getting up out of his kneeling position on the floor. An action that would have taken Charlie a much longer time to accomplish.

Edward nodded to his father before turning in my direction. I thought he was just going to give me the ice pack but was surprised when he gently and carefully lifted up my bad side leg, before sitting down, and laying my ankle on a pillow on his lap. He then applied the ice to my ankle while slowly massaging my leg. It felt so good that I let out a moan at all the tension leaving.

I shot my eyes up to his face in embarrassment, only to find that he was still studying my ankle although I thought I saw a small smirked etched on his face.

Okay so there is the chapter. Tell me guys what you think oh and about New Moon (man that was the movie hahahaha)

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-Nikki