Disclaimer: I'm too poor to own Twilight.
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"Is she going to be okay doctor?"
"Her vitals are okay Chief Swan, however, her head suffered some serious damage and we're not sure what that means just yet. I'm afraid we must wait for Isabella to wake up."
I heard people talking around me but I couldn't make out any of the voices, none of them seemed familiar to me. Slowly I opened one eye and saw a doctor. The man besides him looked to be some kind of police officer.
I groaned as I opened my other eye and both men looked over at me. "Hello Bella, I'm doctor Johnson. How are you feeling?" The doctor asked me.
"Who? Who's Bella?"
I noticed the doctor throw a worried glance to the man behind him. "You are. Your name is Isabella Swan. You were in a terrible accident."
"Explains the police." I mumbled.
The officer behind him looked sadly at me. "Bella, I'm Charlie, you're father."
I just looked at this Charlie man. It didn't feel as though I recognized him. "My head hurts." I said closing my eyes again.
"Bella, come on look at me. I need you to stay awake for a few minutes." Dr. Johnson called out to me.
I slowly opened my eyes to glare at him. I didn't like him. "I'm tired."
"I know you are sweety but I need to make sure that you don't have any permanent damage." He said pulling out a small little light from his jacket pocket. "Follow the light with your eyes." He said as he flashed the offending object into my eyes.
"Oww." I complained as the light hit my eyes.
"I'm sorry. You can rest a bit. I'll be back to check on you in a few." He said before turning towards Charlie and leaving the room.
"I'll be back in a few Bella." Charlie said sadly before following the doctor out of the room.
I only nodded before closing my eyes again and letting the darkness engulf me.
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"Do you really think she lost her memory?" A soft female voice sang out from the darkness.
"That's what Dr. Johnson and Charlie said." A velvety smooth voice answered back.
"I couldn't image what it'd be like to not remember anything." Came another female voice.
"It sucks I could tell you that much." The first female voice answered.
"I don't know who the hell you people are but I'm trying to sleep." I grumbled as I slowly opened my eyes. There was a group of people in my room.
"Hey Bella. Do you remember us?" a small pixie like girl asked. I recognized her voice as the one that made a comment about not remembering.
"You already now the answer to that, so why are you bothering me?" I asked rolling my eyes.
A booming laugh drew my eyes across the room to a large guy with big muscles. "Mean Bella is just as funny as the other one."
I growled light and closed my eyes for a second. When I opened them I was startled to meet a pair of black eyes. I gulped. "Hello."
"Hi."
"And you are?" I asked. This guy was so hot.
"Edward."
"I guess I know you." I said looking at him.
I could hear snickers come from around the room but I didn't look away from the wonderfully handsome boy in front of me.
"You could say that."
"We're not family are we?"
"Why do you say that?" He asked. It looked as though he was hoping I was remembering something. Which I wasn't.
"You are too cute too be my brother. I've seen my father."
A sudden smile came to his lips and I decided then and there that it was the most beautiful smile I'd ever seen.
"No I'm not your brother. We aren't related in any way."
I nodded my head drinking in that information. "Friend then."
He shrugged.
"Well you can't be my boyfriend cause well…I've seen my reflection and there is no way I could land someone as handsome as you."
Again he smiled. "Wrong."
I could feel my eyes widen. "Yeah right you're my boyfriend." Something about the way the word boyfriend felt on my lips made me think that maybe he was telling the truth. "Are you?"
He nodded slowly.
"What happened?" I asked him.
"We were in an accident. You were at nearest point of impact." He explained sadly.
"How long ago?"
"Four nights ago."
I winced. That was a long time to be sleeping. "Were you hurt?"
He winced. "No." it sounded like he was sad.
"Was anyone else hurt?"
He smiled at that for some reason. He shook his head. "No."
I stared at him a bit longer. "Why are you just standing there? Why don't you come closer? Or sit? You're just standing there, staring at me."
"Sorry." He said moving to take a seat next to me where…
"Where did everyone else go?" I asked noticing that the room was now empty.
"They left to give us some privacy." His tone matter of fact as he took the seat next to me.
"So who are they?" I asked him once he was seated.
"My family. My parents Esme and Carlisle, my brothers Jasper and Emmett and my sisters Alice and Rosalie." He told me. "The one who was sitting next to you when you opened your eyes was Alice and the guy who laughed really loud was Emmett."
I nodded my head. "You have a big family."
He nodded. "What's the last thing you remember?"
I shook my head sadly. "Nothing. If it weren't for the fact that Dr. Johnson told me my name was Isabella Swan I wouldn't even know that." I confessed. I could tell that this saddened him deeply. "Can you tell me a bit more about me? About my life?" I asked him.
"Your doctor told us not to tell you anything. We should let you get it for yourself. We can only tell you basics."
"Well since the only thing I know is my name, my fathers name and you and your families name I'm sure you can find a few basics I need to know." I told him.
"What would you like to know?" He asked carefully.
"How old am I?"
"Eighteen."
"Am I still in High School?"
"Yes, we're seniors at Forks High School."
"Forks?"
"It's a small town a few miles up from here. We were here in Port Angeles on a date when we got into the accident."
"What kind of accident?" I was curious at how I got into this predicament.
"You had just climbed into the passenger side of my car, and I closed the door. Before I could open my door to climb into the car a drunk driver hit your side of the car dead on. I pulled you out and a lady who was coming out of the movie theater called 911 for me." Edward spoke softly, his eyes closed tightly as though he was trying to block out the images of that night.
Slowly I reached over and laid my hand on top of his.
His eyes opened and he stared at me in wide wonder.
"I wish I remembered you." I told him honestly. My emotions were choking me up and could feel the sting of tears building up behind my eyes. I tried to blink them away.
Edward stood and moved towards me pulling me into his arms.
I shivered at the contact. "You're cold."
He pulled away quickly. "Sorry."
"How long have we been together?"
He seemed to think about it, whether he was thinking of the answer or whether he should answer or not I couldn't tell. "A little over a year now."
I nodded my head. "What about friends?"
"You're best friend is an old family friend of yours named Jacob Black, he lives in La Push, the Native American Reservation. Your friends at school are Jessica Stanley, Angela Weber and a few guys." He said with obvious distaste. "You work at the local Sporting Goods Store in town three days a week." He said pausing to think. "Let's see what else?"
"Are we in love?"
He looked startled by my question. "I can't answer that for you."
I nodded. "Edward…what about my mother? No one's mentioned her."
"Oh. You're mother lives in Florida with her husband Phil. Her name is Renee."
"My parents aren't together?"
"No. Your mom left your dad when you were little. You lived with her in Phoenix up until about two years ago when you came to live with your dad in Forks. She lives in Florida now."
I didn't say anything for a while as I absorbed the information he'd given me.
Suddenly someone burst through the door to my hospital room. It was a tall boy with tan skin and long black hair.
"Bella!" He said as he rushed to my bed and hugged me tightly. I felt myself stiffen in his embrace.
I looked at Edward worriedly.
"It's okay Bella, this is Jacob Black, remember I told you about him?" He reminded me.
Jacob looked up at Edward a bit annoyed. "What did you tell her?" He asked angrily.
"He told me that you were my best friend." I told him. I didn't understand why Edward and Jacob were looking at each other so harshly. Did my boyfriend and best friend not get along?
Jacob looked down at me, his eyes softening. "That's right. I am your best friend, and you're mine." He told me gently as he removed a piece of stray hair from my face.
"How did you know I was here?" I asked him.
"Charlie called me and told me what happened. I wasn't able to come up sooner, but Charlie called and told me that you were awake. So I came running."
"You ran?"
"Not literally." Edward said glaring at Jacob.
"No not literally." Jacob amended.
I could see Jacob and Edward glaring at each other. I guess my best friend and boyfriend don't get along.
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"Bella are you ready to go home?" Charlie asked coming into my hospital room.
I nodded my head. "Sure am. I don't think I like hospitals very much." I said, not trying to hide my disgust.
Charlie laughed at me. "Well come on sweety. All your friends are waiting for you at the house."
"Edward?" I asked. Everyday for the past week that I'd been in the hospital Edward had come by and kept me company. He'd bring me books and magazines and he'd watch really bad reality television with me. Whenever I thought of him I felt a light tug at my heart. I think maybe I'm in love with him.
Charlie nodded. "Yes Edward, his family, Jacob and Billy too." He added.
I felt like Charlie didn't approve of my relationship with Edward and in a way he was trying to push me towards Jacob but I couldn't be sure. I just shrugged it off. Eventually my memory would come back. Hopefully.
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