I was in desperate need of alone time, so I got in my pretty car and drove to Port Angeles. I usually went here when I need to clear my head. I never told anyone, but being there always reminded me of one of the few happy memories I have from my childhood.
I know what you're thinking. Poor little rich girl, and I'm not disagreeing with you. I have a pretty amazing life. I get pretty much whatever I want. Except for one thing:
My mom was pregnant with me when she was only seventeen. My dad, being the honorable man he is, proposed. And my mother, being desperate said yes. A quick trip to Vegas, a few vows, and nine months later there I was. Then when I was nine my mother up and left for Arizona. I still get the birthday cards and e-mails. And I get to visit her once a year, but even when I do she so preoccupied with her new hubby that its like I'm not even there, so I tend to stay out of the house.
As for my dad, well I'd like to tell you that we're close, but I'd be lying.
When my parents were together they used to take me to Port Angeles for dinner and a movie on my birthday. We were poor back then so this was a pretty big deal. They would go all out buying me acute outfit and a new pair of shoes. I felt like the most special girl in the whole world.
Things are so different now. I felt a tear run down my face. No, I am Bella Swan and I am perfect. No one, no one makes me cry.
I pulled in to an empty parking lot. It was dark and I needed some fresh night air to clear my mind. Grabbed my purse and locked my door and then started walking. I looked up at the night sky and saw the pretty stars and I thought about Edwards eyes. Stop it Bella. You are SO out of his league
I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, loving the quiet. Suddenly I heard footsteps. I looked around but I didn't see anyone. I assumed I was just being paranoid and started walking back to my car. Just as I unlocked the doors I was grabbed around the midriff and something cold was held against my temple
"Don't say a word." A cruel, deep voice whispered. It took everything I had not to faint. The man thrust me away from him. I fell to the ground and pointed a gun at me. "Give me the purse princess." He said.
I did as he told me and gave him my purse. I tried to stand up but the man slapped me across the face. I fell to the ground again, only this time as I fell there was a sickening crack when my head hit the pavement. My head felt wet and it started to get darker. The last thing I saw was the figure running away.
I was in a meadow. There were pretty flowers everywhere. I reached over to pick one so I could smell it up close but a hand reached out from behind me and grabbed my hand. Startled I whiled aroundand looked up to see none other than Edward Cullen holding out a beautiful rose. Took it and held it against my heart and he leaned down and kissed me square on the lips.
"Bella! Are you alright?" I heard a voice call. I opened up my eyes slowly and saw Edward standing above me.
"Ed-Edward?" I said groggily. He looked suddenly relieved.
"Thank god. Bella, I've already called an ambulance. They're on the way." He pressed a towel against my head. I yelped at the pain. "Sorry."
"It's ok." I said. The darkness started closing in again.
"Bella, I need you to stay awake. Just until the ambulance gets here, ok?" He said, sounding very worried.
"Promise you'll stay with me?" I mumbled, at first I thought he hadn't heard me, but the he nodded.
"Of course." He said.
I heard sirens, softly at first then louder and louder. They made my head hurt. Someone put somebig bulky thing on my neck, if I wasn't so out of it I would have been embarrassed. I was lifted up and placed on a stretcher and taken into the ambulance. I went in and out of consciousness, but Edward held my hand the entire ride to the hospital.
Edward wasn't allowed into the emergency room, but that was okay, because shortly after I was in there I passed out again.
I woke up to a completely white hospital room. I was all alone and I couldn't really remember how I got there. All I remembered were the stars of Port Angeles. I heard bickering out in the hall.
"When is she going to wake up Carlisle." A familiar voice whispered.
"I can't be sure of that. It could be in a week, a year…maybe never. It was a pretty serious head injury Edward." A not so familiar voice answered.
Edward! It suddenly came rushing back to me. The man in the parking lot, the cracking sound, Edward.
Edward and a blonde man walked into my room. Edward was wearing a black tight t-shirt, and skinny jeans.
"Oh. Bella thank god you're awake." He said rushing to my side. He was so close that I could smell him. He smelled like happiness. I self consciously reached to play with my hair and I felt a bandage around my forehead. I gasped.
"I'm Doctor Cullen, but please call me Carlisle. You had us scared for a while there Isabella."
"Bella." I corrected hastily.
"Right, sorry. Bella, do you remember what happened that night?" Carlisle asked.
"Yes, do you mind if we talk about this later though. I'm a little…" I waved my hand around, trying to explain my emotions.
"Of course. If you'll excuse me I should let your parents know that you're alright." And with that he walked out of the room. I tried to sit up but suddenly felt very dizzy and plopped back down into lying down position.
"Do you need anything, water, food…?" Edward asked. What a sweetie.
"Can you get me a mirror?" I needed to inspect the damage. Edward laughed, but handed me a round heavy mirror.
I all but screamed in horror at my reflection.
My face was bruised and scratched up. My hair, what was left of it was greasy and tangled. I looked like something out of a horror movie.
"They had to cut some hair off, you know, for the stitches." Edward said, as if reading my mind.
"Ugh I'm hideous!" I shrieked.
"No you're not. You're beautiful." Edward said, his voice was so intense that my breath caught in my throat. Edward blushed. I looked at the TV that was turned on mute on the wall. My eye immediately caught the date.
"How- How long was I asleep for?" I asked Edward
"Nearly a week I think. You're lucky though, usually people with your kind of head injury are in a coma for much longer." He said, as if that were going to cheer me up. I took a deep breath and examined the room again. There were thousands of flowers and get well soon bears, card and balloons. Many of which were from people I didn't even know. Good to know I was missed.
"Is my dad here?" I asked, as soon as I said it I wished I had taken it back. The look on Edwards face was a look I never got: Pity. Poor little rich girl, her own parents don't come to check on her.
"We called your dad, he was in Japan on some business trip, and your mom's husband broke an arm or something so she couldn't make it. I'm sorry Bella, but you're housekeeper was here for a while, she brought over some clothes and stuff." Edward said, sounding heartbroken for me.
"It's…fine." I said finally. Then, to my utter humiliation, I burst into tears.
"Shhh, Bella. Its okay." Edward soothed.
"No its not. My own parents were too busy to visit me in the freaking hospital! I was in a coma for gods sake. Don't I matter to anyone?" I yelled between sobs. I continued to cry and Edward stood there and held my hand. Speaking soft, soothing words to me.
After a while he looked at me, his piercing eyes bright and he said, "You matter to me." Then he bent down and kissed me. I was too shocked to react so he must have taken that as something else, because he pulled away quickly. "I'm so sorry… I don't know what came over me. I should leave."
I was still to shocked to speak and it wasn't until after he was out of earshot until I whispered "I love you."