BPOV

I was jarred awake by the shrilling ring of the phone. I looked at the clock and grumbled. "Who's calling at 3:36 AM?" Michael answered the phone so I proceeded to roll over to go back to sleep.

"Bella, wake up. We have to go to the hospital." Michael said with urgency, shaking my shoulder.

"What? What's wrong? Why are we going to the hospital?" I said sleepily

"There's been a fire at my mom and dad's. They told me dad is asking for me."

"Ok, ok I'm up." We didn't even bother changing, we just slipped on our slippers before heading out the door. Luckily we slept in our night clothes the night before. When we got down stairs Michael couldn't even hold his keys. So, I took them from him and told him I'd drive. I was worried. Michael was always the strong one and at the moment he was breaking down.

It took about 20 minutes to get to the hospital. We ran through the doors and Michael was going crazy with worry. "Where are my parents?"

"Sir, you need to calm down, what are their names"

I spoke up, "Edward and Eliza Cullen"

"Edward is in room 27 in the ER, and I don't have information for Eliza yet"

"Thank you. Michael, let's go see your dad"

We quickly walked back to room 27. I gasped when I walked in. Edward was covered in bandages and soot. I couldn't help but ask "Oh my goodness, what happened are you okay?"

Edward looked up with a blank look on his face. When I looked to my left I noticed Michael in tears. I just knew this was bad. Little did I know that night would change the rest of my life.