Bella gets mono. Edward blames himself and feels guilty for hurting Bella again. Bella still is paranoid that Edward will leave her and starts to have convincing dreams that he will leave while she is recovering.
i wrote this a long time ago, just for myself. review and tell me if you like it and i'll keep posting. its 8 chapters now but i might tweek the end a tad. Set after Edward comes back at the end of new moon.
6. Chapter 6
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When I woke up after my first long nap at the Cullen’s house, it was the first time I had actually felt completely rested in a long time. I sat up in Edward’s big comfy bed and looked around. I found Edward, sitting on his long black leather sofa, watching me.
“Aren’t you getting bored, watching me sleep 24/7?” I asked him.
“No. You know I love to watch you sleep. It’s surprisingly interesting,” he smiled at me and climbed into his bed next to me, sitting cross legged and taking one of my hands in his.
“Why? What am I talking about that is so interesting?” I questioned him, a little worried.
“That’s not really what I’m referring to, although that is rather amusing as of late.” I groaned and he continued. “I think your meds are giving you weird dreams or something, can you remember them at all?”
“Not at all,” I shook my head.
“It’s mostly incoherent babbling but you were going on and on about the needles at the hospital,” he chuckled and kept going, “you know they’re meant to help you right? You seem to really despise them, for no good reason might I add.” I huffed and rolled my eyes. I never said my fear of needles was completely rational.
“Well if you weren’t referring to my talking, what is so interesting in watching me sleep? Wouldn’t you rather be doing something else?”
“No,” he told me again, shaking his beautiful head. “I love watching you sleep. It’s so peaceful and relaxing. Almost like I’m sleeping and dreaming myself. You’re completely mesmerizing when you’re in deep sleep,” he finished with a slightly amazed smile.
I stared up at him for a moment, glad to finally see reason behind his slight obsession with watching me sleep. I had always felt a little guilty by insisting that he stay with me, but I needed him so much. There must be better things for him to be spending his time on. It made me feel better to know that he actually enjoyed it, apart from being able to hear my subconscious talking.
He wrapped me in his stone arms and pulled me against him. I sighed as I felt his cool, muscular chest and inhaled his wonderful scent. He pressed his lips into the space below my ear and I involuntarily shivered. He leaned me back and asked, “Are you feeling a little better?”
“Yes, I actually feel like I have some energy.” I started to scoot over to the side of the bed to get up. His stone grasp came around my waist and held me on the bed.
“Where do you think you’re going?” he asked, seriously.
“I don’t know, I’m not going to sit here all day so I assumed that meant that I should get up at some point,” I said sarcastically, like I was explaining it to a little kid.
“I agree but you’re going to be dizzy, love. Remember? You said I could take care of you.”
I groaned, regretting my easy acceptance of his request. “So you’re just never going to let me walk again? I suppose I’m not allowed to shower either,” I said a little agitated. If he was going to be like this the whole time, I would have to go home eventually.
“That’s not what I mean, Bella, but I want you to be careful,” he pleaded. “Carlisle wants to know if he can come check on you,” he added in at the end. I nodded but gave him a ‘we’re not done talking about this look.’ “Come up, Carlisle,” he said over my shoulder, only a little louder than he would if he was talking to me. A few seconds later, the doctor entered the room.
“Hello, Bella. Edward.” Edward continued to watch me cautiously, like I was going to make a run for it.
“Good morning, Carlisle,” I said lightly with a smile. An idea had popped into my head, one that Edward really couldn’t object to. If Edward wanted to take care of me, I would let him. But I would ask Carlisle to clarify when he was clearly going to extremes. Edward couldn’t ignore the doctor’s orders.
“Are you feeling all right, Bella? I’m sure you’re tired of having people ask you that but I need to know,” he said with an understanding grin.
“I’m feeling much better, thanks. I think I even have a little energy.”
“How’s your appetite? You haven’t eaten that much, Esme is really itching to make you some breakfast if you’re hungry.”
Now that he mentioned it, I was pretty hungry. “Yeah, actually I am a little hungry.”
“Alright, well she’ll be happy to hear that. I’m off to my shift at the hospital but if you need anything at all, don’t hesitate to call,” he said as he started to leave.
“Actually, Carlisle, I have question for you, if you don’t mind.” Edward looked at me, curious. I loved that he couldn’t read my thoughts. Tricking him would be difficult if he could.
Carlisle stopped in his path to the door and turned back around. “Of course, Bella. Anything you want to know.”
I smiled and continued, “Am I aloud to get up and move around? Can I shower too? Edward doesn’t seem to think so but I feel up to it,” I said quickly. I didn’t really enjoy tricking Edward like this, but it was necessary sometimes. Edward groaned next to me and I could basically hear him roll his eyes.
“Bella,” he said exasperated.
Carlisle looked a little torn, like he was trying to balance what Edward and I wanted, while still being honest in what I needed. “Edward, if she feels up to it, then she can walk around a little. Like I said before though, you’re probably going to be dizzy Bella, so take it slow. And as for showering, maybe eat some breakfast first and then have Alice help you the first time. Is that okay?” I smiled and nodded, feeling like I won. Carlisle smiled and then gave Edward an apologetic look and left.
I avoided Edward’s gaze for a minute and then the silence was too much for me. I slowly looked up at him, knowing that’s what he was waiting for. I expected him to be angry, but he seemed rather amused instead, maybe a little peeved, but he honestly looked like he was about to laugh at my face.
He did laugh when I grimaced and still didn’t say anything. “It’s okay Bella,” he said, laughing. “You win. I’ll let you go downstairs.” Wow, he was taking the whole not stressing me out to extremes. “But please go slowly at first,” he added in the end.
I smiled, amazed, and continued scotching towards the side of the bed. He didn’t stop me this time but appeared ahead of me, standing by the side of the bed. He lifted me down from the high bed and set me on my feet. I was dizzy. The initial wave of blood rearranging in my head made me sway before I had even taken a step. I held onto Edward’s arm tightly and he put his other arm around my waist.
When the dizzy wave passed, I patted his arm and let go, taking the few steps to the door. Edward kept his arm around my waist and I didn’t mind. This was hard for him and I knew it. I made it to the stairs before he swept me off my feet and carried my down them. I gave him a look but he just smiled. Apparently stairs were going to be a whole other fight. I let him win this one.
He set me down in a kitchen chair. It felt weird eating here, in the unused kitchen.
“Good morning, Bella!” Esme called from where she stood, cooking me my breakfast. “I hope you’re feeling better. It’s lovely to see you, dear.”
“It’s good to see you too, Esme,” I told her. Esme was so kind; she basically radiated happiness to everyone in the room.
Just then I heard the front door open and slam closed. Emmett. Nobody else was so carelessly strong. Edward sighed and sank into a chair next to me. He took my hand that I had resting on top of the table.
“Whoa! Bella’s up, Rose!” he yelled.
“So I smelled,” Rosalie said with little enthusiasm. Edward squeezed my hand and smiled down at me. He knew it bothered me that Rosalie still didn’t like me that much.
Emmett barged into the room, without Rosalie after a minute. “Hey, Bella! You’re awake,” he felt the need to point out.
“I think she knows that, Emmett. But thanks for clarifying,” Edward said sarcastically.
“Hi, Emmett,” I said, ignoring Edward’s sarcasm. I was always happy to see Emmett. He always made me smile. Emmett was like a little kid, always joking around. He plopped himself down across the table from us. He looked even more out of place than the rest of them in the kitchen.
“Man, Bella, I didn’t understand why Edward always watched you sleep this whole time. I totally get it now though. You’re unbelievable, you know? You just babble the whole time. It’s hilarious, Bella. I wish you could hear yourself,” Emmett told me, so casually, like I would find this to be good news. My mouth popped open and I knew my face was bright red. Emmett’s face went from happy to confused when he saw my reaction. “What?” he asked looking from me to Edward quickly, trying to understand.
Edward stared at him, unbelieving for a minute and then leaned across the table and smacked him upside the head. I knew it didn’t hurt him or else I would have been angry. Emmett didn’t know he was embarrassing me, he thought I would be amused by the news.
“Emmett, you’re an idiot,” Edward said simply. “Bella, don’t listen to him. It wasn’t that bad, he’s exaggerating.” I was still staring at Emmett, my face hot. I knew I should go home. What if I said something really embarrassing? I couldn’t do this.
Edward reached out and took my face in his hands, making me look at him. I could feel the contrast, greater than usual, between his cool hands and my hot face.
“He was kidding Bella, really. Don’t be embarrassed, love. You really didn’t talk that much,” Edward told me, trying to comfort me. His breath in my face calmed me a little but I still felt stupid.
“Yeah, he’s right Bella, I’m an idiot. Don’t listen to me, I didn’t mean it. Forget everything I said,” Emmett begged, realizing what his words meant to me and trying to take it back. I nodded, still blushing but trying to let it go.
“Ignore my thoughtless son, Bella. He doesn’t mean it,” Esme said when she brought me my breakfast. As she passed Emmett again, she ruffled his hair, showing him that she really didn’t think he was thoughtless. My food looked delicious and I started dug in, trying to ignore the people watching me.
“You and me are going to talk later,” Edward told Emmett with a look that could kill. Emmett sighed and nodded, looking guilty. He didn’t say anything else while I ate.
When I was done, Alice came twirling into the kitchen. “Hey, Bella. Are you ready?”
“Ready for what?” I asked, confused.
Alice paused for a minute, her eyes glazing over, clearly having a vision. “Yeah, you didn’t change your mind, you want to shower.” Of course, Alice would see that Edward was going to insist she help me shower.
“Oh, yeah. Thanks Alice, I’m ready,” I said as I stood up. Both Alice and Edward pounced on me, Alice reaching me first but then Edward holding my arms steady.
“What?” I asked innocently. Jeez, I didn’t even do anything and they basically attacked me for standing up.
“You were going to fall. Alice saw it,” Edward explained. I sighed and rolled my eyes. “Are you dizzy, Bella? You don’t have to shower now; you can wait until later, when you feel better.”
“I feel fine, Edward. I’m not dizzy. I didn’t even know I was going to fall. I want to shower now, please.”
Alice grabbed my elbow, not waiting for his answer, and led me out of the kitchen. Edward followed us and picked me up for the stairs. He put me down outside the bathroom and Alice took over. Edward was outside the door, waiting for me when I came out. I smiled and he wrapped his arms around my waist, pulling me up to press his lips against mine.