Disclaimer:
I do not own Twilight/ New Moon nor do I own any of the characters that appear in either Twilight or New Moon. Those belong to Stephenie Meyers
Chapter 1
I stared out the window of Charlie's cruiser watching the raindrops slowly make their way down the glass, trying to forget the new pain in my left leg and that old familiar pain in my heart.
"How's the, uh, leg?" Charlie asked me in hopes of making conversation.
"I've had worse" I mumbled. I wasn't in the mood to talk right now. I was headed for the hospital for the first time since he left and I wasn't sure if I was strong enough yet to go back to a place so filled with unwanted memories.
I rested my head on the cool glass. It reminded me so much of his skin: hard, smooth and cold. I numbly lifted my head and wiped my sweaty palms on my jeans. Despite the fact that it was only 40 degrees outside, I was shivering. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't warm up since…since that night.
Charlie pulled into the parking lot, parked the car, and walked outside to try and find a wheel chair. A few minutes later, I was sitting in the waiting room aimlessly flipping through a magazine. Suddenly I felt a tap on my shoulder. I looked up to find a woman with dark skin, bright red nails, and a huge smile standing over me.
"Bella?" she asked.
I felt my heart drop. I really didn't need this right now.
"Um, hi Ella" I mumbled back. Of course with my luck, I bump into Carlisle's old assistant.
"Oh Bella" she gushed, "It's so nice to see you again! It has been so lonely here ever since the Cullens moved. They were such a nice family. Weren't you close with one of the boys? What was his name again, Edwin?"
"Edward" I whispered, silently willing her to leave. I didn't know how much longer I could put up with her questions. "And yes, I was close with him. Very close" I said to my self.
"Well, I need to go copy some papers, but I hope you come visit me. And if you talk to Edward, tell him to tell his father that I say hi."
I sighed in relief as she left and went back to flipping through the magazine until they called my name. Hours later I hopped out of the building sporting a new cast on my leg and a more intense throbbing in my heart. I knew that if they hadn't left, he would have been the one holding my hand throughout the x-rays and telling me that I would be fine. Then again, if he was still here, I never would have been home alone on a Sunday night, and I would therefore never have tripped down the steps on my way to get some water.
Charlie gave me a sad smile, but I pretended not to notice.
"Everything ok Bells?" He asked, obviously concerned.
"oh, yeah, I'm fine. Just a little tired" I lied.
We finally pulled up into the driveway. Charlie helped me limp up the stairs to the house and set me on a chair while he covered the couch in sheets and blankets so I didn't have to go up the steps.
"It's a shame Alice isn't here to help you out" he stated, unaware of how badly that comment hurt me.
"Yeah" I mumbled, biting my lip to stop the tears. Charlie noticed the pained look on my face.
"All set" he smiled, trying to lighten the mood a bit. He brought me to the bathroom and supported me while I brushed my teeth and changed my clothes. Thankfully he closed his eyes. Then he took me over to the couch and he tucked me in.
"If you need anything, just, uhh, holler" Charlie said. Then he got up, turned off the lights, and slowly shuffled up the steps. After a few moments, I let go of the tears I had been holding in the entire day. It felt good to be able to cry like this.
Eventually, I guess I drifted off to sleep, because the next thing I knew, I was in the middle of the meadow. Our meadow. And he was there. He was holding his arms out to me, and I was running to him. But suddenly, I tripped. Pain shot through my leg.
"Edward! I screamed. Help! My leg! It hurts. It hurts so much! Help me!" but he didn't budge.
"Sorry Bella, but I can't. I need to go now. I need to leave. I don't love you anymore. I need someone more beautiful, more interesting. I'm tired of saving you so much. You aren't worth it. Mike Newton will gladly take over" he said heartlessly.
"But I don't want Mike. I want you." I mumbled back.
"Sorry Isabella, but the world isn't about what you want. Goodbye now" and he was gone.
I began screaming. "Please! Someone help me! I'm alone. Anybody. Please!" I yelled. But nobody answered. Suddenly I felt to big hands on my shoulders shaking me. Trying to help me. I slowly opened my eyes, finding Charlie grabbing me, looking frantic.
I felt my heart crash as I fell back into reality.