A/N: I have NO idea where I am going with this. I just wondered how Edward would feel (from MY mind) if Bella lost her memories. I am pretty stupid, and I don't do much research on stuff I don't know. In this case, amnesia. So I might have got my facts wrong.
It was the first time since James attacked her, that she was lying motionless in a hospital. I should have been there. I should have never left her side.
I let her visit the dog. That stupid, filthy, canine. I should have gone with her. She insisted that Jacob was harmless. I had to go hunting anyways. I told her Alice would be there in 15 minutes…
"Edward! I promised Charlie I would visit Jacob. It's my fault he is depressed. He was my best friend, Edward." She lowered her head, clutching her torso. I wrapped my arms around her, from behind.
"You said you owe him, Edward. He…saved me…" she whispered. I sighed. "Alice will be there in 15 minutes. Don't get him angry. If he calls me a leech, agree with him. Please, don't make him unstable. Not that he already isn't…" I muttered, resting my chin on her head.
"What will you be doing?" she relaxed in my arms as I gently rocked her. "I should go hunting. I'll take Jasper along." I thought how thirsty he might be. It had been two weeks.
"I'll see you later then." She turned to face me, a small smile on her perfect lips. I took her face in my hands, placing my lips against hers. She kept calm this time. "See you tonight." I grinned.
---------- It was 8 hours after I let her go, that Alice called me. Jasper and I finished our hunting unusually fast. ----------
It was Alice. "Edward! It's Bella!" she was running. Wait, Bella. "What did the dog do to her?" I growled. I should never have left her alone with him!
"No, Jacob Black didn't do anything. Just get you ass to the hospital! She's hurt!" she hung up. What could have possibly happened? Was it Victoria? Alice would have seen it.
I was at the hospital in a flash. Alice was in the waiting room, pacing. "Carlisle is with her. She is unconscious." She clasped her hands together, putting it to her mouth.
I had no time to listen. I strolled past her, opening the door to Bella's room.
And there she was. Lying in the bed—helpless. Carlisle was filling out papers in the corner. "She's has a concussion. She twisted her ankle, and has a few scratches. We did some testing—we are waiting for the results." He said without looking up.
"What happened?" I growled, taking a seat by her bed. I picked up her hand—it was cold.
"Alice said she saw Bella leaving the house early, so she went to pick her up. She was at Jacob's house, when she heard a screech, not far from the house." Carlisle explained.
"Jacob said she left a few minutes ago." Alice was in the doorway, looking down. "I should have seen it. It was my fault." She started shaking. "By the time I got to the scene, she was unconscious. There were two drunk drivers in the back seats." Her eyes widened.
"An elderly woman was passing by. She said Bella tripped over something, and fell onto the road. The car was coming too fast… "Alice closed her eyes, still shaking. Jasper came out from behind, wrapping his arms around her waist. He closed his eyes, changing the atmosphere. Alice calmed down. "Thank you." She murmured.
I narrowed my eyes, looking back at Bella's soft face. It took everything I had to stop from reading Alice's mind, and tracking down those two bastards.
"Dr. Cullen?" Charlie was at Alice's side. His eyes widened. "Bella's head was hit by a car, more than a few hours ago. She has a concussion. Her ankle is broken, and she has some minor scratches." Carlisle said.
"Her head?" Charlie's voice was filled with worry. His eyes flickered to me for a second. Ever since I left and came back, he was uncomfortable with me.
"We did some testing. The results will be in shortly." Carlisle said, nodding once, and leaving the room.
As soon as Carlisle left, Charlie's eyes narrowed at me. I looked down, agreeing with him at once—it was my fault.
He darted at me, Alice grabbing his jacket from behind. "I know it's his fault! Everything is his fault! Bella was broken once—I don't want it to happen again!" Charlie glared at Alice, yet she wouldn't let go.
I gently placed Bella's hand by her side, and stood up. My gaze bore into Charlie's eyes until he calmed down. "She wanted to visit Jacob. I let her go. I went…for a run. I blame myself just as much as you do. I never should of let her go. I only found out about this now." My voice was barley audible, my expression, pained.
Before he could open his mouth to speak, I nodded, keeping my head low, and walked out.
I was at the exit when Alice was by my side. "Where are you going? Carlisle said she will wake up soon. I know she would want to see you." Alice begged for me to stay. "I don't know what I might do if I stay. I'll be back in a few minutes." I whispered, not loud enough for a human to hear.
She watched me leave, as I turned the corner of the street. As soon I was out of sight, I sat down by a few trees and ran a hand through my hair.
Nothing was wrong with her. She was in worse conditions before. My fingers wrapped around a thick root of a tree nearby. I closed my eyes.
There she was. Her smiling face, staring back at me. Edward… Her sweet voice echoed in my ears. I crushed the root that was in my hand. I sighed and stood up. She would be waking up soon.
I walked back to the hospital, finding Bella's room empty, except for Bella. I took my seat next to her bed, her hand in mine.
After a few minutes, her eyes fluttered open. "Mmm…" she said drowsily. "Bella? Take you time. I won't leave you." I promised. She put her hand to her forehead. "I'm…dizzy…" she closed her eyes, and sighed. "Carlisle will be here in a few minutes, I'm sure." I said, giving her hand a light squeeze.
She snapped open her eyes, directing them at me. I blinked, as she released her hand. Confusion and anger was written upon her face.
"W…who are you?" she whispered warily. In that second, my so-called heart—if I had one—shattered into a million pieces. "W…what do you mean?" I stammered. Was this some joke she learned from Emmett?
She backed away a little, as I reached to brush her cheek. She shook her head, her eyes wide. "I don't even know you! What are you doing here? What am I doing here?" she looked around, not looking at me again.
I dropped my hands onto my lap, frozen in the chair. Why was she acting like this? Bella was not the kind of person would make jokes like this. Maybe the hit to her head was too hard. Maybe it knocked some sense into her, and now she knows that I am dangerous. But all of a sudden…just like that…it pained me to see that she was frightened by my touch.
All I could do was wait. Wait for Carlisle to give me a damn good explanation.
A/N: If anyone expects me to update fast, please don't. And it won't be good anyways. I have no idea where this will go. It was just out of my boredom and wonder.