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Disclaimer: I do not own twilight Lost and Found
A Twilight story
Pairings usual except for Edward/my character Bella/Jacob
It will change POV sometimes.
Senior year, Edward and Bella have split for good, but the Cullens haven't left.
Chapter 13 Recovery
Edward's POV
I was waiting in the parking lot for Carrie to show up. I didn't want to get her in trouble because of me showing up. Her parents were moving about and Thom was getting the mail. So here I am, school is about ready to start and she hasn't shown up yet. 'If she doesn't show up today I'll go by and check on her,' I thought. I had a bad feeling and I didn't like it.
I had a bad feeling while we were all away hunting for something to do during a sunny day. I just thought that the bad feeling I had was due to the storm that I saw rolling in over the town. It looked to be a nasty one from where we were hunting. I was worried that water was going to get into Carrie's den since it was underground and the entrance on a downward slope. I asked Alice if she could see anything, but all she got were hazy blurs. This made me worry as well but Carlisle assured me that things would be fine and we would see for ourselves soon enough. That calmed me down some but I kept an eye on the storm in apprehension.
I tried to search her out during first period but I couldn't find her. I tried to see if anyone else noticed her but I got nothing again. This had me worried because it appeared like she wasn't at school. I had to wait until second period before I was able to catch glimpses of her from Emmett, and I didn't like what I saw. She was wearing her rags again and she was completely dwarfed in her large black hoodie, which was covered in grime like she hasn't taken it off in a few days. Seeing her wearing that again worried me. Later what I saw from Rose had me boiling in rage. I felt like I could spit fire I was so angry. I watched through Rosalie's mind as she pulled Carrie's sleeves up, and it took everything that I had not to go to her then. I saw her right hand wrapped up and the other was swollen and discolored. I could feel myself trembling at Rosalie's thoughts and the snatches of conversation I managed to hear through her. I tried to reach Carrie's mind again, but I just found a haze. I tried to look through other people's minds but it was as if they didn't even notice her.
When the bell finally rang I rushed to her class to wait for her. As she came out I looked her over, but I couldn't see anything because of her sweater and I couldn't see her face due to the hood and because she was looking at the ground. "What happened?" I asked unable to keep the anger from my voice that still seethed beneath the surface. She just said that she will tell me later. She was fidgeting a little acting like she didn't want to be there. I took her bag from Rosalie, which I knew couldn't be a good thing because she never uses her bag. I put my hand behind her and it didn't escape my notice that she flinched and moved a bit out of my touch.
During biology I kept glancing at her over my shoulder; she seemed to have trouble staying awake and I could hear her stomach growling loudly. Right when the bell rang, I practically carried her out of the school and I drove her to the hospital for Carlisle to check her over. I carried her into Carlisle's office, sat her down, and told one of the nurses to have him come to his office immediately.
Carlisle came in a short time later and looked between us. "What's wrong?" he asked concerned seeing us standing there when we should be in school. I went to pull back Carrie's sleeves like I had seen Rosalie do but she stopped me.
"Edward, just help me get it off, it will save some time." she said. I was too concerned about her too worry about modesty and what was appropriate. As I saw what was underneath I had to resist the urge to hunt down and tear apart the person who did this to her.
She was covered in cuts and bruises; it looked like someone was trying to beat her to death. I saw that she had a make shift splint on her forearm and hand and she had rags wrapped around her torso. Then I saw her face and I felt a numbness settle where my heart is. The whole left side of her face was swollen, discolored and had some cuts. Her bottom lip looked like it was almost bitten off and her top lip was split. There was bruising along her right jaw. She started rubbing her right shoulder which was slightly swollen and discolored. She then noticed that I was looking at her face and she covered it with her arm while turning away from me slightly as if ashamed of her appearance. It was killing me that something like this happened to her while we were away hunting.
"Let's get her to an exam room Edward and get some X-rays done." Carlisle said I could tell from his thoughts that he was appalled, disgusted that someone would do this to her. 'The poor child,' his thoughts rang through my mind.
"Is this going to take long?" Carrie asked, "Because I really should get back to school. I don't want Thom and Liz to find out. I don't need another reason for them to be angry with me." I wanted to argue that she wasn't going anywhere until she was taken care of. I was about to say so but Carlisle cut me off.
"It would take a while to give you the proper care, but I agree you two should be going back to school. We don't need something else to bother you. I'll write you both a note to get out of gym. I want you to come straight here so that I can examine you." he said out loud but continued his words in his thoughts. 'We don't want to give them another reason to hurt her so soon after she had endured this.' I wanted to disagree, but I knew Carlisle was right. I hate that we have to leave her to live with those … those monsters. Yes I called them monsters; they don't deserve to be called human for what they did to another person; their own flesh and blood to be more precise.
"Aye aye captain," she said, trying to lighten the atmosphere. Her chuckle started a cough, which in turn made her wrap her arms around herself as if in pain. Then I noticed tears streaming down her face. One set was normal and the others were crimson; blood. I took a Kleenex and dabbed it at her eyes and face. "I'm fine," she wheezed as she tried to wave me off, "I'm fine." After everything she still tries to be strong, she shouldn't have to do things like this.
We left and we headed back to school. I watched as she struggled to get her sweater back on. I eventually had enough of that and helped her get it back on. We made it back just as lunch was ending. "So much for getting something to eat," she said and I heard her stomach growl from hunger as if in agreement.
"You'll get food after Carlisle checks you out," I told her. Alice met us at the door; Rose must have explained what happened. She took Carrie's things from me and led her to class. I wanted to go with her but I knew she would be fine with Alice and that I would see her shortly. That didn't stop me from worrying about her though and wishing that time would move faster.
I was right there as her math class let out. I already know that I am going to have to hunt again when we get home. I signed out of school and then Carrie did shortly after. I shouldered both of our bags, held on to one of her arms with my other around her to steady her as we walked to my car. When we reached the hospital Carlisle and Esme were there waiting for us. Esme came up to her and wrapped her arms carefully around Carrie when she got out of the car. I picked her up after she was released. She didn't argue or fight so I know something must be wrong. We all headed into the examination room and I placed her on the table then gently held her left hand. Esme took a seat on her right and Carlisle took the doctors chair in front of us.
"Alright Carrie why don't you tell us what happened," Carlisle asked and from his tone I and thoughts I could tell he was in doctor mode holding a clip board looking ready to start jotting stuff down.
"I'll try to make it fast, I need to be a work at four," she said as she glanced at the clock.
"Don't worry Carrie, we already had a talk with your boss and she understands," Esme said kindly in her mothering tone. She was looking at Carrie in worry; the sweater had been removed after Carrie was placed on the table so she could see what we had seen earlier.
"Ok fine, but I'm still giving you a shortened version." she replied. As she told her story I had to watch myself so that I didn't squeeze her hand and hurt her. I came to a decision that I was going to be staying with her while she was there or I was going to lock her in her room at the manor so she couldn't be hurt.
"When was the last time you ate and slept?" Esme asked her voice trembling she looked like she could be crying if that was possible for her. Her thoughts were centered on how if she were Carrie's mother she would treat her as she deserved to be treated. Esme was already viewing Carrie as one of her daughters. Though from what I could gather from her thoughts and tone Esme was feeling a bit more motherly about Carrie then she does of Rosalie and Alice because Carrie needs a mother more than the others. After all Rosalie and Alice were over decades old and Carrie was only 17 still very much a child in her eyes.
"I last slept on Halloween night and I ate last on Thursday morning." she replied.
She seemed really out of it; Carlisle and I shared a concerned look when she told us this. Esme was petting her hair, and she seemed to enjoy that. I'll have to remember that. As I watched Esme and Carrie I realized that Carrie needs Esme as Esme needs her. It has been a really long time since Esme had been able to truly be mother someone. More than that, this was the first time someone really needed her mothering skills.
"Let's get some x-rays done and then we'll take a look at the rest of you," Carlisle said his expression tight and his thoughts angry and concerned for her welfare. We left so Esme could help her into some hospital clothes. I block my mind from Esme's thoughts. I didn't need to get any angrier than I was; I was close to snapping already. I wanted to know how bad the injuries were, but at the same time I didn't, I will find out soon enough. I also blocked anything I might see to be modest. When we came in I was pushing a wheel chair that Carlisle had a nurse get for us. "I'm not getting in that that is for old people," Carrie said when she spotted it. Esme just picked her up and put her in it so that she wouldn't be further injured in any way.
When we came back from her head to toe x-ray, the rest of the family was waiting for us. They were just as shocked as I was when I first saw her injuries. Carrie must have seen their reaction for she said, "Don't worry guys it's not as bad as it looks, of course I could be wrong, I'm just too far out of it right now, and Carlisle hasn't even given me any pain meds yet," And again she ended up gasping in pain with different colored tears running down her face for her attempt to lighten the mood. She shouldn't have to do that. I felt Jasper use his gift in an attempt to help her out. He didn't like seeing her in pain like the others.
"Alright while we are waiting for the x-rays I'll examine the rest of you," Carlisle said as he approached her.
"She has thirty slashes that appear to be infected, the rest appear as if they will heal on their own. Most of them as you can see are on her legs." Esme said. She must have looked her over as she was helping Carrie change. I guess it was a good thing that I blocked my mind from hers.
"Well those will have to be reopened so that the infection can be drained. And I'll check your blood sugar while I'm at it. You all can go wait somewhere so that the blood does not bother you, I'll have a couple nurses help me." Carlisle said while jotting a few things down on the clip board he has in his hands. It didn't escape my notice that Carrie grimaced and shivered a bit when Carlisle mentioned reopening the wounds. A nurse went in a short time later with the developed film and stayed in there to help Carlisle and the other nurse bandage her up. While we were waiting I told them what Carrie told us about what happened to her. When I was done they all had looks of various concern on their faces and were looking down the hall where the room that held Carrie.
Carlisle came out after some time and explained her injuries to us. He went over to where there were some light screens for x-rays and put up the films while he explained the injuries she sustained. "I gave her some pain medication before I got started so she wouldn't feel much discomfort while treating her injuries. She needed a lot of stitches, the most that I have ever had to do. Both bones in her left forearm are broken, as well as the two middle fingers on her right hand. She did a decent job of setting them back herself; she probably had a lot of practice if her x-rays are anything to go by. I had to reset them properly; it caused some discomfort since the bones are already starting to heal. There is one break in the ribs that was dangerously close to puncturing her lung. She also has hairline fractures on her left cheek bone that we will have to watch, and a tooth got knocked out. The ones next to it may be cracked. She also has four broken ribs and the rest are badly bruised. She is dehydrated and her blood sugar levels are dangerously low and she is suffering from exhaustion. I've given her something for the pain and for the infections. She also has a bit of an upper respiratory infection with a slight fever so she has medicine for that also. When she comes out you can take her home. We already talked to her boss so she doesn't have to go to work; we just need to figure out what to do about later. I don't want her out in her condition."
As he explained the injuries he pointed to the fractures on the film showing us the breaks. All of us were gathered around to see for ourselves. I could see traces of past fractures on the film, which were numerous. I could even see some flaws in the healing of the bones from where they were not set right and therefore healed incorrectly, but not bad for someone with no medical training and x-rays available. I'm surprised that she doesn't show any signs of them bothering her or some deformity due to them. The others were thinking about the signs of old injuries as well and were thinking along the same lines as me.
One of the nurses came out then pushing a wheel chair. In it was Carrie who was wrapped up like a mummy; barely any of her skin was visible. She appeared to be even more out of it now than she was earlier, must be due to the medicine that Carlisle gave to her and the exhaustion and such catching up with her. She was also wrapped in a blanket to cover her up more and keep her warm. "When you get her home put her to bed, she really needs her rest. Try giving her some soup broth also, she needs nourishment, but don't give her any solids yet. When I get home we'll discuss what to do." Carlisle said looking towards Esme and I knew that we would make sure it got done.
I handed Alice my keys and I gently picked Carrie out of the chair and carried her out to my car. When I picked her up I tried to be careful of her injuries. She leaned her head against my shoulder and buried her nose close to my neck; she appeared to be asleep. Alice opened the back door for me to get in. I placed Carrie on my lap and held her close. I watched as Esme got into her car and headed toward town. Alice followed Rosalie's car home.
When we got to the house and pulled into the garage, Alice came around and opened the door for me. With her help I was able to get out of the car with Carrie still in my arms. She had woken slightly in the process, but she soon went back to sleep in my arms. I carried her up to her room and set her down on the bed. I left as Rosalie and Alice went in to change her clothes. They came out a few minutes later. "She was having trouble breathing lying down, so I propped her up," Alice said. She headed toward the living room, and I went into Carrie's room.
She was sitting up against the head board, with pillows cushioning her back. Her face was turned away from me, toward the window. The thick heavy curtains were pulled back, and the shear ones were left where they were. The widows were all slightly opened to let fresh air in. Even with the sunlight in her eyes she was sound asleep. I sat down next to her and held her bandaged hand in my own. I stroked what skin of her hand that I could.
Around six o'clock I heard Carlisle came home and come up into Carrie's room and stood next to me. "How is she doing Edward?" he whispered so not to wake her yet while looking towards her sleeping figure.
"She's been sound asleep since we came home." I responded in a tone just as low and looked at her turned face again.
"We're going to have to wake her so that she can eat something and we need to discuss what we are going to do. She is also going to be due for some more medicine," he said quietly then left.
I turned to Carrie to wake her up. I really didn't want to after so little sleep she has had, but I knew that what Carlisle said to be right. "Carrie you need to wake up now," I said as I lightly shook her uninjured arm. My response was a disgruntled moan. She tried to go back to sleep but I couldn't let her unfortunately. Eventually she was about halfway awake, and I leaned in to kiss her. It took a while but she responded a little bit. I pulled away.
"Isn't this kind of like Sleeping Beauty?" she asked softly. I smiled and kissed her again.
"Come on you need to eat something and we need to talk." I told her. I watched as she started to drift off again. I picked her up gently and carried her down to the dining room. There everyone was sitting in their seats and Esme was putting a bowl of broth in Carrie's place. I set her in her seat and then took my seat across from her.
I watched as she gently swayed in her seat and struggled to wake up and stay awake long enough to get things done. After a last small shake of her head she grabbed a spoon and tried to eat. She couldn't use her left hand because her left wrist was wrapped up in a cast along with her elbow, plus it was in a sling. She tried her right hand even though the fingers were wrapped up (to a little past her wrist), but she was able to hold the spoon between her thumb and the inside of her hand. It was a little awkward because her right shoulder was wrapped.
Alice tried to help her, but she refused saying that she could still feed herself, but thanked her anyway; figures that she would be stubborn about that. I got tired though of watching her make a mess so I switched places with Alice and fed Carrie myself. She tried to argue but I just gave her a look to tell her to just shut up and eat. She looked a little downcast but she stopped fighting it and ate what I gave her. I only managed to get her to eat about a bowl of soup before she said that she was full.
"You should eat more," I said and she shook her head no.
"She's right; it's not good to eat too much at once," Carlisle said. He got up and left, he
came back and set five pills in front of her and told her to take them, which she did. She then got up weakly and started toward the living room, wobbling with every step.
"Where are you going?" I asked getting up from my seat to follow and make sure she does not hurt herself anymore then she already is.
"To the living room I don't want to fall asleep and fall out of the chair or hit my head on the table." she said. Everyone got up and followed her and I managed to catch her before she fell when going down the stairs leading to the living room. I picked her up and carried her over to the love seat and sat her down, and I sat next to her. She leaned against me and I wrapped my arm around her. I could tell that she was fighting sleep again.
"Ok, yawn, what do you want to talk about?" she asked clearly still very tired.
"Tell us everything that happened and don't leave any detail out," Carlisle said. And so she started her story again starting from when I took her home Wednesday night, leaving no detail out. It was so much easier to get information out of her when she was tired I noticed. About halfway through the retelling I moved so that my legs were up on the love seat and she was on top of me leaning back against my chest and my arms around her. She didn't seem to notice the move or the position we were in. As she finished it was silent as we processed what she told us. I concentrated solely on her as she told us what happened to her in order to try and keep my inner beast/monster within its cage. The brutality of humans on their own kind still baffles even after all of these years.
"I guess your vision came to pass Alice," Emmett said his tone somber as the mood in the room darkened a bit at his words.
"So what is next Doc?" Carrie asked in a sleepy, dead voice. I had a small smile on my face that even with the condition she is in she still uses humor. I guess it is just one of the ways that she copes, or she is doing it for our benefit.
"I suggest that you stay here, and that you don't go to school for the rest of the week," he said.
"No way am I missing school. If I'm not dying I'm going. Just let me get some sleep, get cleaned up, give me breakfast and I'll go. While I'm thinking of it, I've got homework to do," she said while trying to get up. I just tightened my grip around her to prevent her from moving, but not hard enough to hurt her.
"We'll take care of it Carrie, you just get some sleep," Emmett said his voice kind, but missing his usual jovial carefree mood.
"Way ahead of you Emm," she said already drifting off in my arms.
"She certainly is a stubborn one," Esme said. "She certainly deserves better too." She came over and picked Carrie up so that I could get up. I then took her from Esme and brought her back up to her room. I placed her like she was earlier, tucked her in, closed her curtains most of the way but left the windows partially open. I then made my way quietly to the door and closed it as I left.
When I came back to the living room Rose, Alice, Emmett had Carrie's books in front of them which were the same as they class they had with her. Carlisle and Esme were in the study discussing what they should do about this whole situation. I grabbed her biology things and Jasper took her English things. A few hours later at around ten Alice left and when she came back down wearing the clothes that Carrie was wearing earlier today. We packed up Carrie's bag, and Alice took it and left to stand in Carrie's place. We all went to do our own things and every now and then one of us would go in and check on Carrie and occasionally sit with her. Alice came home around two o'clock, we were sitting in the living room watching a movie.
"So what did you have to do?" I asked curious about what other horrible things they were going to try and make her do in her condition.
"Nothing, I just stood there. How she does it, I don't know. It was so boring just standing there doing nothing. Thom did mention the he was going to talk to Carrie's boss and have her start working the weekends," Alice said her mood as different from the norm as Emmett's.
"I'm going to go hunt. Does anyone want to come with me?" I asked. They all nodded, we just had to wait for Alice to change.
The next morning
I went into Carrie's room to wake her. I really didn't want to wake her or let her go to school, but she wants to go. It took a while but I finally got her up. She looked like she could use some more sleep, but she's a stubborn one. I left her with Alice to help her get washed up. Esme went in later to change her bandages. Carrie came down later in a pair of dark jeans and a white tank top. The sling was still there and her shoulder wasn't wrapped. Her face also wasn't covered in bandages, but had some band aids; it was still swollen and discolored. She had a brace on for her ribs.
"I hope you'll be putting more clothes on than that," I said knowing that she would not want people to see her like this.
"Of course, I'm just waiting for my hair to dry some." she replied. I put my hand on the injured side of her face. She grabbed it and held it there.
"Your hand feels so good, nice and cold." I was glad that I could help sooth her pain even if only a little bit.
"Maybe it will help with the swelling," I suggested. She just sent me a small smile and walked to the dining room.
Esme was setting out some breakfast and asked, "How are you feeling Carrie?"
"I'm not one hundred percent yet, but I'm getting there. I just need more sleep and more of your cooking and I'll be alright." she said trying to give a large reassuring smile but was only able to manage a twitch of the lips.
"Here are your morning pills," Esme said handing her some. "These you need to take at lunch," she said setting a couple of bottles next to her plate. "And these you take whenever you're in pain." she said again setting another bottle next to the others. I grabbed the ones for lunch and put them in my pocket while she put the pain meds in her pocket.
After she ate breakfast Esme did her hair into a French braid, and helped her put another shirt on and her black hoodie, which had been washed. Before we left I made her put on my jacket for another layer of protection. With both the hoodie and the jacket the left sleeve was empty. When we arrived at school, I carried her bag, as well as my own and we stood with the others. Carrie put her hood up before we got out so her face would be hidden; I'm surprised no one has said anything about that yet.
Bella came up to us and said, "Hey Edward, Emmett, Rosalie, Alice, and Jasper."
"What about me," Carrie said with a mock pout.
"Oh, hi I guess." Bella said her tone was blasé as if it was a hassle to acknowledge Carrie at all.
"What do you want Bella?" I asked my tone purposefully cold I did not forget her part in all this.
"To talk to you guys; it's been a while." she said as if nothing in the world is wrong.
"Well we don't feel like talking to you," Rosalie said in her normal bitchy tone she reserved for the early Bella days.
"Why not," Bella asked her tone was confused.
"You have caused injury to one of our family," Emmett said in a way that accused her of being stupid for not figuring it out herself.
"Who," Bella asked truly confused and puzzled by our reaction to her.
"Carrie," we all replied.
"But she's not one of you," Bella argued her tone petulant reminiscent of a spoiled child.
"She is one of us as you were once one of us," Alice told her. I was slightly surprised that Alice was the one that said it, they are such close friends.
"And what have I done to injure her?" she questioned her arms crossed over her chest as if she had done nothing and was being wrongly accused of a crime.
"You broke your promise, you told Charlie about what you saw at the cafe and it had horrible consequences," I informed her, my voice still as cold as it was when I greeted her.
"Well she looks fine to me," Bella said looking pointed over at the concealed Carrie. Rose pulled up one sleeve, as I pulled up the other empty one so she could see the bandages and cast. Emmett pulled back Carrie's hood enough so that Bella could see her face.
Bella looked shocked for a second before she said, "How do you know that she didn't do that to herself?" looking at Carrie as if challenging her.
"I'm not desperate enough to bring harm upon myself in any way, shape or form." Carrie replied with a hint of venom in her voice. She took a step toward Bella and said, "You cannot hide anything from me Isabella Swan." Carrie started to circle around Bella and she looked slightly frightened. "Unlike Edward and the others I can read you perfectly. I've had to learn how to read people to survive." she continued to circle Bella. Her voice was calm yet slightly terrifying. "You see me as a challenge, a threat. You're jealous. You're jealous of me and the attention that I have been receiving from the Cullen's. I could easily tell you that what you are feeling is your own fault, but that is not my place." She stopped circling and backed away to stand next me as she finished saying that. She reminded me of a tiger circling her prey.
"She's right Bella," I said. "You made your choice and there is no way that I can take you back; especially since you have been sleeping with the fleabag. Don't give me that look, your scent has taken on some of his," I said as she looked at me shocked at what I said.
"You are his mate now, and therefore our enemy due to the treaty." I wrapped my arm carefully around Carrie and we left, leaving Bella alone by our vehicles. It was strangely liberating saying those things too her. Maybe she'll understand now that there can be nothing more between us.
"Is it true what you said," Jasper asked Carrie as we walked away.
"I never lie." she replied. We went our separate ways and I walked with Carrie to English and took the stuff out the she needed or might need and left to go to my class.
Carrie's POV
I watched as Edward left to go to his class. I had a feeling that something was said today that had needed to be said. We had the mobile lab in English today. I handed in a plain copy of my rough draft essay, a rough draft with correction marks, and my final draft. I have to remember to thank whoever did this for me later. The teacher said that I could use my free time on the internet. I grabbed a pair of earphones and listened to music. When the bell rang, Emmett came in, packed up my bag and carried it for me as he walked me down the hall to Latin.
"So how are you doing princess," he asked me with a smile trying to lighten my mood.
"I'm fine. I just have a bit of a headache from this morning. I should never let my anger get the best of me. At least I'm able to control myself." I said shaking my head in self disappointment.
"I think you scared the crap out of Bella; you can be scary sometimes," he said with a laugh because he thought that it was funny that a group of vampires find a human to be even remotely scary.
"I wasn't going to stand by as she insulted your intelligence. She can pick fun at me as much as she wants, I'm used to it, but don't mess with those that I care about." I said fiercely. Never before had I felt the need to be protective of someone other than myself, but it feels nice.
"Awe, you love me. Just don't let Rosie or Edward here you say that," Emmett joked but as he did I realized that it was true. I did love him, just like I loved Alice, Rosalie, and Jasper. I loved Carlisle and Esme differently than them though. The love I felt for Emmett and the others was one of siblings; I loved them like true brothers and sisters. The loved I held for Esme and Carlisle was of a parental kind. I loved them the way one would love their family, I had never loved anyone in a familial way so I'm not use to the feeling. And Edward, the feelings I feel for him are special. I am afraid to label them as love, but I am sure I do. In class we were still translating Daimon and Emmett was writing everything down for me on account of my hands. I can write with both, but my right is the better of the chicken scratch, and that hand was out of commission and my left arm was in a sling.
After class Emmett gathered my things up and carried my bag to Chemistry. He handed my bag to Rosalie and left to go to his own class. Rosalie took my things out and took notes for me, I had to do the bell quiz and in class worksheets on my own though. She too packed my things up and handed my bag to Edward who was next to the door as we came out.
"Don't people find it suspicious that you can travel so quickly?" I asked him as we walked to our next class.
"I guess not," he replied. "I would give you a greeting kiss, but I cannot see your face." He teased with a smile.
"Just follow the glow of my blush," I told him. He just wrapped an arm around me and kissed the hood of my sweater over my head. When we took our seats in class, he sat next to me and took my stuff out and then his. He went up to the teacher when he was finished, after a moment the teacher nodded and Edward came back and sat next to me.
"This is my new seat," he said in satisfaction and a small smile. I flashed him a smile that I knew he could see with his spectacular eyesight and he smiled back flashing his perfect pearly whites. Bella came in, looked at us then sat down in her seat with a huff. I could already tell she was going to cause problems.
"Alright class, settle down so I can explain today's lab," he said. Bella raised her hand.
"Yes, Ms. Swan, what is it?"
"Isn't it against school policy to wear hats or hoods in the building during school hours?" He nodded. "Then shouldn't Carrie take down her hood. She's been wearing it since Thursday," Bella said accusingly. I really hate it when I'm right.
"Really, I haven't noticed." He said in a light hearted way with his eyebrows raised in surprise as if just noticing Carrie for the first time.
"So much for being invisible, I'm only that way until someone points me out," I said to myself and Edward.
"Please, remove your hood Carrie," he requested of me.
"I don't think I will. Once I do you'll ask me to replace it," I told him. He looked at me questionably. "Let's say I had an accident and my face doesn't look that pleasant."
"Show me and I'll think about it," he said as he went out into the hall. I followed him out and used my covered, free hand to push my hood far enough back so he could see my face. His eyes widened in shock and said that I could keep my hood up and walked back into the classroom. I took my seat next to Edward as the teacher began the class. Bella sent me a glare and I sent her a smirk, which she couldn't see.
The bell rang and Edward packs up my stuff, slung my bag over his shoulder, wrapped his arm around me and walked me to lunch. He sat my stuff down and went to get me a lunch. Alice came and sat on my left, took my bag and got the things that I wanted out of it. She wrote down my answers, and she would help me if I was wrong; she made sure that it looked like my handwriting. Emmett wrote down my translation for me.
Edward came back with a ham sandwich, milk, peaches, and baby carrots. He pulled his chair right next to me so that we were practically flush against each other. "You need to take your pills first," he said as he reached into his pocket and brought out my pills. He popped those into my mouth and held my drink up for me.
"Can you get ones out of my pocket please?" I asked him for I was having trouble getting them out. He turned me so that my back was toward him and he leaned me back toward his lap. He took his left hand and reached across to my right pocket and reached in to get my pills. He took one out while still holding me across his lap, slipped the bottle back into my pocket and sat me back up.
I took the pill then he held the sandwich up to my mouth. "I can feed myself," I complained embarrassed about him feeding me in public.
"I'm making sure that you eat," he told me in a no nonsense way. "I don't call what you did last night and this morning eating. That's why I helped you."
I glared at him, debating. "Break the carrot fingers in half and cut the peaches in half and I'll let you feed me." He did as I requested, wrapped his arm around me and held the sandwich up to me again. I sighed and then took a bite. He smiled as I gave in.
Emmett snickered at me getting a huge amount of amusement from my embarrassment. "Rose, smack him please." She looked at Emmett and smacked him hard along side of the head. As Edward fed me lunch I worked on my homework with Alice writing down what I wanted.
Alice did like the others and walked with me to class like usual, and she lead me to gym. I showed the girl's teacher my note from Carlisle, but she said that I could still participate since we were only line dancing and told me to change. After I changed with help from Alice and Rosalie I put my sweater back on over my uniform. I came out and tried to hide in Edward's side. I hope people don't notice the bandages on my legs covering the stitches.
"Alright get into four lines, alternating between boys and girls." the boy's teacher said. The Cullen's and I formed one line in the order of Emmett, Rosalie, Edward, me, Jasper, then Alice.
"We'll be reviewing what we did at the end of last week." the female teacher said. She was going to continue but she stopped when she saw me. "Carrie, take off that sweater, it's not part of the uniform."
"But I'm cold," I said hoping that that excuse will work. It didn't, just my luck.
"You'll get warm while dancing, now take it off." she demanded.
I sighed and hung my head in defeat. I struggled to get my arm out of my sleeve, and after a while I got it out and got my sweater up to my shoulders and was able to pull it over my head. I heard the gasps as my sweater dropped to the floor. My bandaged and bruised self was exposed for all to see. After a while I got tired of them staring at me, so I cocked a hip out and placed my hand on said hip (as best as I could with the cast.) "What are you staring at," I said in an aggravated tone of voice.
That snapped them out of it, and the rest of the class went on as normal. When it came time to change Alice and Rosalie helped me. I left my hood down for everyone will know of it by tomorrow anyways. Outside of the gym we met up with the others. I looked at Edward and said, "I want to go home." He nodded and we stopped by my locker to grab the jacket he had given me this morning.
When we got out to the parking lot Rosalie's car was already gone. Edward put my bag in the back and opened my door for me. I got in, then he did, and he pulled out of the parking lot and took off down the road. After a while I realized that we were still driving I asked, "Edward, where are we going?"
"I want to show you something," he replied. "I want to show you my favorite place."
He was silent after that, I simply watched as the landscape blurred by.
Eventually we came to a stop at the edge of a forest on a rarely used road. Edward came around and opened my door and gave me his hand to help me out. I took a look around to observe where we were. I turned back to Edward to find him watching me with a small smile on his face; I smiled back.
"Do you trust me?" he asked as he held his hand out toward me.
"Of course I do." I answered softly as I placed my hand in his. The next thing I know I was in Edward's arms and the scenery was once again a blur. A laughed escaped me as we traveled quickly through the forest. Edward hearing my laugh ran faster and added some jumps which caused more laughter from me. My ribs hurt a little bit but I didn't stop.
All too soon he slowed to a stop and set me down on my feet. "Enjoy yourself?" Edward asked. My response was a bigger smile and a yes. I stepped away from him and looked around where we were.
We were in a clearing that had a border of trees. The field itself was filled with flowers. It was so beautiful that I thought that it couldn't possibly be real. I could see a waterfall in the short distance. "Edward. Where are we? It is so beautiful, so breath taking and peaceful and calming. I don't think I can even adequately describe it," I said in awe as I took it all in. (It's different from the clearing he and Bella were in; she was never here.)
"It's my secret place. I came here to relax, to get away from it all. I want to share it with you," he said watching my reaction to his surprise.
"Oh I love it Edward," I said taking another look around. I felt Edward come up behind me and wrap his arms around me. I leaned into him and placed my arm on top of his.
After a while he turned me around so that I was facing him; I wound my arm around his torso. I felt as he took my hair out of the braid and run his fingers through it. I leaned into his touch. I looked up into his face and saw an expression that I haven't seen before. His face looked so soft and his eyes appeared as if they contained dancing flames. He looked marvelous. He had his left hand on my waist and the right was buried in my hair. I brought my right hand up hesitantly and stroked his cheek with my bandage free thumb. He seemed to lean into my caress also.
Ever so slowly his face came closer to mine and I found myself slowly standing on the tips of my toes. Our forehead touched, eyes half closed, and then we slowly met each other in a soft kiss. When he pulled away I offered him a small, shy smile, which he returned with a larger smile. We leaned toward each other again as if we could not control it and we kissed again. We wrapped our arms tighter around each other as our kiss deepened. Everything about this, about him was perfect. And as strange as it sounds we seemed to fit together.
I don't know how long we made out for but we eventually broke apart, and Edward carried me back to the car after we enjoyed the clearing some more. On the way back home he held my hand and rubbed circles with his thumb across my skin. When we got home I ate the supper that Esme had made for me then Edward and I worked on our homework, or more like I did mine with him doing all the writing, in the living room. That night I fell asleep leaning against Edward's chest instead of pillows, with a smile on my face and feeling more complete and less empty. I felt like I had finally found my heart; my home.
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