Okay, so I would have gotten this out last night but the computer messed up... So sorry I couldn't chat with Ты arianaggs!:(
Previously on Ch.20:
"You were only out six hours Bella," he said, but then re-traced his steps, "I'm Carlisle, Edward and Alice's father, and this is my wife, Esme."
I looked at the two of them, they both reminded me of my father and mother.
"Hello," I greeted them.
Now, Ch.21:
They smiled warmly at me.
"Now, can Ты tell us what happened to you?" Edward asked me, and I turned to look at him. He was strangely upset.
What could I tell them that would seem, well, human? I couldn't exactly tell them that I fought a pack of ten gars. . .
"I don't remember," I said, that would be understandable since humans can't really re-call tragic events that be-falls them. . .
"You don't remember?" Edward asked me incredulously, I was hoping none of them would see through my lie. . . that's something I've never been good at. . .
"What is the last thing Ты remember?" Carlisle asked me very docterly, pulling out a clipboard and pen.
"Um. . . I сказал(-а) bye to Edward and Alice and I was walking on the sidewalk. . . but after that, I can't remember anything."
"Hmm. . . interesting," he mumbled, scribbling down something with his pen.
And then I noticed the IV in my left wrist, and I could barely contain my fear.
"Carlisle, can Ты please remove the needle from my arm?" I asked, my voice rising in fear, and I had to close my eyes so the unbearable fear would not show.
"Bella, are Ты alright?" Edward's soft, velvet voice asked me from my waking nightmare.
I swallowed convulsively, trying my hardest to not remember why I especially feared needles. . .
The сердце monitor went wild as my сердце did, both of them racing as the fear inside of me grew to a near point of a panic attack.
I had to calm down. Don't remember the past, I told myself and took a deep breath.
I opened my eyes and every single vampire face in the room was anxious and worried.
"I'm fine, it's just. . . I'm not that fond of needles," I told them, and Carlisle came closer to me, his face concerned.
"Very well, I take it Ты have had a bad experience with needles?" he asked, lightly starting to pull the IV out.
'Bad experience' doesn't even BEGIN to explain all the hell I went through because of those demon scientists. . . But I wasn't about to explain how I came to be.
"I guess Ты could say that," I winced as he took the needle out and began wrapping my wrist up.
Then Edward - as if in an act of comfort - held my other hand in his. I could barely feel the coldness of his marble skin. . .
"Are Ты okay?" he asked, his golden eyes burning into mine.
I smiled, letting him comfort me.
"Yes, I am now."
Awww, so sweet, Bella and Edward! I have a spot called Anima where I've been typing out this really cool story if Ты wanna check it out! Plz rate and comment! ^_^
Previously on Ch.20:
"You were only out six hours Bella," he said, but then re-traced his steps, "I'm Carlisle, Edward and Alice's father, and this is my wife, Esme."
I looked at the two of them, they both reminded me of my father and mother.
"Hello," I greeted them.
Now, Ch.21:
They smiled warmly at me.
"Now, can Ты tell us what happened to you?" Edward asked me, and I turned to look at him. He was strangely upset.
What could I tell them that would seem, well, human? I couldn't exactly tell them that I fought a pack of ten gars. . .
"I don't remember," I said, that would be understandable since humans can't really re-call tragic events that be-falls them. . .
"You don't remember?" Edward asked me incredulously, I was hoping none of them would see through my lie. . . that's something I've never been good at. . .
"What is the last thing Ты remember?" Carlisle asked me very docterly, pulling out a clipboard and pen.
"Um. . . I сказал(-а) bye to Edward and Alice and I was walking on the sidewalk. . . but after that, I can't remember anything."
"Hmm. . . interesting," he mumbled, scribbling down something with his pen.
And then I noticed the IV in my left wrist, and I could barely contain my fear.
"Carlisle, can Ты please remove the needle from my arm?" I asked, my voice rising in fear, and I had to close my eyes so the unbearable fear would not show.
"Bella, are Ты alright?" Edward's soft, velvet voice asked me from my waking nightmare.
I swallowed convulsively, trying my hardest to not remember why I especially feared needles. . .
The сердце monitor went wild as my сердце did, both of them racing as the fear inside of me grew to a near point of a panic attack.
I had to calm down. Don't remember the past, I told myself and took a deep breath.
I opened my eyes and every single vampire face in the room was anxious and worried.
"I'm fine, it's just. . . I'm not that fond of needles," I told them, and Carlisle came closer to me, his face concerned.
"Very well, I take it Ты have had a bad experience with needles?" he asked, lightly starting to pull the IV out.
'Bad experience' doesn't even BEGIN to explain all the hell I went through because of those demon scientists. . . But I wasn't about to explain how I came to be.
"I guess Ты could say that," I winced as he took the needle out and began wrapping my wrist up.
Then Edward - as if in an act of comfort - held my other hand in his. I could barely feel the coldness of his marble skin. . .
"Are Ты okay?" he asked, his golden eyes burning into mine.
I smiled, letting him comfort me.
"Yes, I am now."
Awww, so sweet, Bella and Edward! I have a spot called Anima where I've been typing out this really cool story if Ты wanna check it out! Plz rate and comment! ^_^
