DISCLAIMER: I do not own the characters but they are willing to play with me to give this story to you. Thanks, Stephanie! ;)
A/N: Hi! Thanks for giving this a try. Hope you like it.
Oh God… Why won't he wake up? Please… let him come back to us. I know I said I can handle anything as long as he lives but the wait is killing me.
"Baby… please open your eyes. I'm waiting for you. You've been keeping me waiting. I need you… please wake up," I whispered while grasping, with both my hands, the right hand of the love my life. The love of my life who almost died.
The past few days had been… traumatic. The hatred. The fight. The revelation. The accident. The healing. It's like I've had enough experience this past few days that can last a few lifetime! I am so thankful that everything will be better soon.
"Come on, baby… the grand opening of your eyes will be the icing on the cake," I leaned in close to him and rubbed my nose close to his ear. I buried my face at the crook of his head and continued, "Your parents understand now. I think Esme and I really bonded in the chapel." I smiled a little with that memory. I was never the religious type but what happened to my husband brought me down to my knees, literally, and surprisingly, his mother is the one who guided me there and I never complained.
I suddenly raised my head with the sound that came from my man. He's coming through!
"Oh, baby…" I held his hand tighter. "Carlisle!" I shouted. I know he would hear me because he is just across the hallway.
"What is it, Isabella?" He asked while rushing to the other side of my husband.
"I think he's coming through!" I replied excitedly. "I heard him groan then I felt him grip my hand. Look he's still holding on to me!" I raised our hands to show him. He smiled at me and started checking on his son.
"The pain reliever is wearing off. He will feel some pain now."
"What?" I don't want him to feel pain. "Can't you give him more?"
He chuckled, "I can but not yet. For now, I want the medication to wear off his system so he'd wake up." He smiled at me while still doing a physical on his son. I smiled back. It's easier to do now. Especially at this moment. We have a lot of reason to smile.
He groaned again and Carlisle and I both looked at his face. His brows were furrowed and his nose crunched up. He moved his head first to the right then to the left very slowly. I felt his grip on my hand tighten.
Clack. Clack. Clack
Heels. Esme's probably back from getting some stuff for her son and I.
Clack clack. Clack clack. Clack clack.
Wait. There are more than two pair of heels clacking outside the hallway. Is Rose back with Esme? I can hear some voices coming near and I notice Carlisle looking at the closed door in front of him like he's waiting for it to burst open. He glanced at me and opened his mouth as if he's going to say something but then, "Dad?" We both gasped and looked down at my husband with his eyes focused on his father. His voice sounded hoarse but it's still the most beautiful sound I've ever heard.
He's awake! Thank God, he's awake!
"Welcome back, son!" Carlisle smiled down at him with tears in his eyes and took his left hand and held it to his chest.
Tears are running down my face again. He's awake! Really awake and he can see and talk and move his head! Oh thank God!
Just when he was about to look at me the door burst open. Esme was standing by the doorway carrying an overnight bag. There was a girl behind her looking over her shoulder. She looks familiar but I can't place where I've seen her before.
"Oh, Jasper! You're awake!" Esme squealed while running towards his son by Carlisle's side, tears are flowing from her eyes. She leaned over him and laid her head on his chest. That caused Jasper to hiss a little and Esme immediately moved away.
"I'm so sorry, son! " She smiled at him and he smiled back. It's forced but a smile nonetheless. He must be having a hard time.
"Water!" I muttered. I just thought that his throat is probably dry and that he's really thirsty. "Can we give him a drink, Carlisle?"
"Of course! Why didn't I think of that? Let me get it," he said moving away from the bed.
I looked back at Jasper and he was staring at me.
"Hey, cowboy," I smiled at him. His brows furrowed then he looked down towards our clasped hands then back at me.
"Who are you?" Jasper asked looking directly at me, confusion written all over his face.
WHAT. THE. FUCK.
My body tensed. I'm sure my eyes are bigger than an owl's.
Jasper doesn't know who I am?
Jasper. Doesn't. Know. Who. I. Am.
Is he kidding me? I noticed Carlisle stopped on his track and looked back to his son.
Esme answered hesitantly, "Don't be ridiculous, son. That's Isabella, your wife."
Jasper immediately turned his head towards his mother, "Wife? But I'm engaged to Alice!"
With that, the lady by the door swooped in with a huge grin on her face. "Jazzy…" she cooed.
My world fell apart again.
A/N: Sooo what do you think? I do have some chapters made and decided to put this up to ask for your opinion to know if I should continue or not. Should I? I'll post the next chapter as soon as I get a couple of feedback. I also appreciate any critical analysis. Thank you! ;)