Bella is in a terrible, life threatening accident on her way home form Port Angeles. How will the people in her life, especially Edward, react when they find out about it? Set between Eclipse and Breaking Dawn.
This is jsut something that came ot me as I was falling asleep a few days ago. Hope you like it. Please, please review!
2. Chapter 2
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“This is no Jane Doe. This is Bella Swan, my son’s fiancé.”
Explaining this was futile. At that very moment I could hear my children running through the hospital, with Edward at the probable lead. I could only hope that they kept a slightly human pace. The attending was telling me that if Bella was involved with my son, I would no longer be able to stay on the case. Great. Now Edward was going to kill me as well as the human who caused this.
I took a silent and swift inventory of Bella’s injuries so that I would have something to report to Edward. She was ashen faced from losing so much blood. How she had held on before the transplants had started, I’ll never know. She had abrasions on most of her body, and it was obvious that glass was still making a residence in some of them. Her abdomen looked as though there was some internal bleeding. Her scalp was torn open, and was oozing blood. She also appeared to have a dislocated shoulder and a possible fracture in her leg. It honestly looked like she had barely gotten here in time.
I went to meet my family. I didn’t have far to go. It looked like someone had even thought to call Esme down to the ER. I was immediately tormented with a barrage of questions. I could only identify the speaker of two of the remarks.
“Carlisle, have you had a moment to sit down? You look frazzled.” That was Esme, always thinking of me.
“Where is she? How bad is it Carlisle? Will she make it? Please tell me we weren’t too late.” Of course, that would be Edward, constantly worried about his Bella. Poor kid, he was so out of his mind with worry he didn’t even bother reading my mind, he was to busy focusing on finding his beloved’s heartbeat.
“Edward, calm down. You just barely missed her. I figure that you already know that she was in a terrible car accident. From what I know, she has extensive lacerations on most of her body, multiple bone fractures, and, from my guesses, she probably has internal bleeding to add onto that list.
Edward simply sank into a chair and cradled his head in his hands, finally reading what I was thinking, what I had edited out of the conversation, mostly for his benefit. But alas, there was no hope in hiding anything from him.
“I’m going to go see if there is anything that I can do for her. One of you should probably contact Charlie, he should know about the accident.”
I walked into the operating room that Bella has in. She didn’t look good. Now all I had to do was wait for more news on her condition, just to simply listen in, wait for her to turn the corner, before I went back to the others. I hoped that when that time came, I wasn’t to be the barer of bad news.
I hung up the phone in a daze. My baby, in a car accident. My baby, hit by a drunk driver, was fighting for her life in the hospital right at this very moment. I barely remember the drive to the hospital. When I got there, the receptionist was very friendly, and even directed me straight to Carlisle’s office. I think it was the first time I was glad the Bella was dating the good doctors son.
But then I really took in my surroundings. They were all there. Alice, Emmet, Rosalie, Japer, even Esme was there. And that was when I saw Edward. He sat hunched, in his chair and staring at the floor, with his hand balled into fists in his hair. I don’t think the situation hit me until that moment. As Esme swept me up into a soft and surprising hug, whispering words of condolence, Edward looked up, as though someone had called his name. I don’t think I’ll ever understand how much he loves my daughter. He looks…terrible. There’s really no other way to describe it. It looked as though he would be crying, but for some reason was unable to. Alice, bless her heart, had her arms wrapped around his shoulders, consoling him, but how that would happen, I can’t guess. I never thought to see him look so defeated and worried. I hoped I’d never live to see the day that I would see this side of him again.
The rest of them, I was stunned to see, looked to be in similar states of distress or shock. Jasper was pacing with a pained expression on his face. Alice, with her arms around Edward, was still managing to message her temples, as thought she had a horrible migraine. Emmet was looking at Edward with a look on his face that was somewhere between worry, despair, and understanding. Esme looked concerned, almost as though her daughter was in the hospital, instead of Bella. But I guess it would make since, as she is going to be her mother-in-law in a few short months. Rosalie was the only one who looked as though she felt anything along the lines of worry. She almost looked angry. As if Bella almost being killed was a personal insult to her. I’d have to keep an eye on her.
In what seemed a second, he atmosphere in the room changed. Alice was gasping for breath, and Edward had a panicked expression on his face. The rest gathered around the two, asking what was wrong, what had happened, what had changed. All I could hear was what Edward responded.
I felt my heart stop and my blood run cold. Then the room went black.
Esme led us up to Carlisle’s office. There I once again collapsed into a chair at the back of his office. Alice came to me then, and wrapped her arms around me in an embrace. She continued to rub my shoulders as she consoled me. Or attempted to, at least. Nothing she could tell me would have made me feel better.
This was all my fault. I should have gone with her. I should have been there to drive her. I should have stayed home and occupied her time, and not let her out of my arms for even a moment. When would I learn? This was just so Bella. Of course she would end up injured, she always did. And this time, her life might just pay the price for my stupidity. And to think that just a few short months ago I had been worried about her spending her free time with werewolves. Any other day this idea would have made me laugh, but now it only served as a reminder of how unworthy I was of her.
Carlisle’s sudden appearance surprised me. God, I must have something wrong with me today. First I let my dearest Bella get herself mortally injured, and now humans were able to sneak up on me without my notice. Yes, something was surely wrong with me. Nothing would be right again until I had Bella safe and healthy in my arms again. I wasn’t going to be leaving again any time soon, no matter how necessary it would be.
As I realized exactly what he was thinking, I was mildly insulted. He didn’t realize that I love her as much as I do? How blind is he? However, my mild irritation quickly passed; I had suddenly realized that he was right to question me. It was my fault she was here.
This isn’t our fault Edward, and if you even so much as think of trying to find a way to hurt yourself to make up for it like I see you doing right now, so help me God you will live to regret it.
How was it that Alice knew me so well. I guess 50 years of living with someone did that. Not that that really mattered to me at the moment.
I had begun to believe that if Carlisle had not yet come up to talk to us that Bella was going to be okay. No news was good news, right? But that was before I felt Alice stiffen and tighten her arms around me. That was before I saw what she saw.
Bella’s face. It was so white. No more blood was left to run under it’s surface. Her hair was flawless. She was still, so still. And smiling. She had the heartbreaking smile she had on her face when she was dreaming pleasant dreams. But this wasn’t the perfect, smiling face that Bella had in Alice’s visions of her as a vampire. No. This was a different Bella. This was a Bella that was smiling up to world from a coffin.
As my mind struggled to wrap around this concept, I could hear my family asking about Alice’s sudden panting and the devastated expression I could feel on my face. The only answer my frozen lips could form was, “It’s Bella.”
There was a loud thump. Apparently, Charlie had passed out. How much I envied him his escape from this nightmarish reality.
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