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Before I Die

Summary:
Edward has cancer. He knows that he'll die soon, and before that happens, he wants to have fun with his life. He doesn't want to find love, but as he has 'fun', he meets a girl, named Bella. AH AU BxE


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9. Chapter 9

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I blinked once, then twice before fully opening my eyes. The room around me was different, it wasn't my room, but a hospital one. I sighed and felt an IV inserted in my left hand. I heard some quiet sobbing across the room. Esme was sitting in a chair, pretending to read a magazine. I tried to sit up in the bed.

“Mom?” my voice croaked.

Esme looked up, wiping her eyes. She rushed over to me.

“Honey, don't strain yourself dear.” she said.

I settled back down on the bed.

“What happened?” I asked, I had no memory of what had happened.

Esme frowned. “When you got home, after riding with Jasper, you came to hug me, and you collapsed in my arms, you wouldn't wake up. Scared me to death. But luckily, the doctor said that you were just tired.”

“How long have I been out?” I asked.

Esme glanced at the clock. “About three hours.”

“Wheres Dr. Thorton?” I wondered.

“Actually, you have a new doctor honey.”

“Really, whats his name?” I asked.

“Dr. Carlisle. But thats also his first name, his last name is unpronounceable.” she informed.

I nodded and started to close my eyes.

“I can't believe that you added those things to your list!” Esme exclaimed.

My eyes flew open.

“How do you know?” I asked.

“I found the paper in your room.” she scowled.

“Mom...”

“Now Edward, you might not care what I say or think, but you should care about your health.”

“What health!?” I asked.

Esme frowned.

“Mom, your always saying these kind of things, your health this, your health that. Mom can't you accept the fact that my health is long gone from being better? Because you're making it worse for me Mom, I know that I won't live long. But you keep feeding me lies.” I spat.

A tear ran down her cheek, she got the point.

“Okay.” she said getting up. “Have fun with your list, but don't expect me to give up on hoping that you'll be fine.” and with that Esme left the room. I took a deep breath.

“Hey.” Emmett said.

“Go away.” I snarled.

“Edward, what did I ever do to you?” he questioned.

“Nothing, now go away, I don't want to talk right now.”

“You know, you had Esme worried to death?” he said ignoring my previous demand.

I rolled my eyes.

“Well, you did. Ease up on her Ed, shes going through so much right now.”

“And you don't think I am either?” I said.

“Both of you are. Remember when Esme found out that you had cancer? She just about died, from that moment, she would've had done anything to keep you from being sick.”

“I didn't ask for this story Em.” I said annoyed.

Emmett frowned and then let out a heavy sigh.

“So how was it?” he asked changing the subject.

“How was what?”

“Riding the motorcycle dummy.” he said grinning.

“It was awesome! It was like...like...ugh, I can't describe it. But it was so much fun.” I said grinning.

Emmett chuckled. “Sometime, you have to take me with you.”

“Sure.”

It got quiet, almost kind of a awkward feeling.

“Do me a favor.” I whispered.

“Okay.”

“Go to the drug store and buy me a pack of cigarettes.” I said.

Emmett's eyebrows furrowed together.

“Its on my list, and Esme gave me permission to do it.” I said matter-of-factly.

“You got it.” he said, the frown on his face never quite left. And then I was alone again. I never really like hospitals, it always gave me that eerie feeling, like its haunted or something. With its fake nurses, with their fake smiles. They're never really real smiles, just ones that are there because you are paying them money. The doctor walked into the room, while reading his silver clip board. He had platinum blond hair that was matted down on his head with the help with gel. He looked up from his clipboard and smiled.

“Hi Edward.” he greeted.

“Hi...”

“Dr. Carlisle.” he finished. “But you can call me Carlisle.” he said.

“Okay.” I said closing my eyes again.

“Don't close your eyes just yet. I want to talk to you about something.” he said pulling up a chair and sitting beside me.

“What?”

“Well, your Mother and I ran into each other, and she told me that you have no hope that you'll live.”

“And?”

“Well, I just want to say that its not true.”

“Whats not true?”

“You might die Edward.”

“And if I do?”

“Then you do, but right now, you're alive and thats all that matters.” he stated.

“Exactly, and thats why I made this list of things to do before I die.” I said.

Carlisle's eyes widened in surprise. “Really? Whats on your list?”

“Well...” I trailed off.

Carlisle chuckled. “Its okay, you don't have to tell me now.”

I smiled, this doctor was actually nice, and not fake.

“Well, I just wanted to check up on you, are you dizzy?” he asked.

“Not anymore.” I said.

“Good. Okay, I'm going to check up on your Mother and then I'll come back.” his eyes seemed to brighten at the word, 'Mother'. Well, I guess if he does marry into the family, he'll make a good father.

Carlisle left, but not before smiling at me reassuringly. Well, thats another person who has “hope” for me, great just great. Wait until I let them down, then will they still have “hope”? Or will it disappear in a blink of an eye?