The sunny day was all but a distant memory the following morning. The skies returned to their dull grey color, the ground became over saturated with rain from the night before and the temperatures dropped back into the low 60s.
I began walking from my truck to my first class. I almost slipped once my foot was placed onto the slick ground. Everything was so wet it was like trying to walk on ice.
I slowly trudged forward. Then I heard a long beeping sound. Another grey truck was speeding towards me, full speed. The driver looked panicked. His friend in the passenger seat screaming at him to hit the breaks.
I closed my eyes and brace for impact. I could already imagen the big metal truck crushing my bones. But something else happened.
BOOM.
Edward is leaning over me. His hand is extended out towards the truck. A huge dent now on the front of the car.
"Are you alright?" He asks me.
"Y-you saved me...d-did you-, how did you-,"
"It's okay Bella. Your safe know. I already have Jasper calling the ambulance." Edward whispers to me in a calming voice. The same way a mother speaks to her frightened child.
"But I'm not hurt I don't need a-,"
"Shh-shh, it's alright."
"But-,"
He holds a finger to his lips, silencing me.
•••
I'm only in the hospital for about 2 hours before they let me go.
What a waste of time. Except for a few scratches, I was perfectly fine. After all the car had never even hit me. However my father was convinced otherwise.
After leaving the hospital he immediately took me home instead of back to school where I belong. "Why don't you go lay on he couch for a little while Bella, I'll get you something to drink."
"It's okay dad, I'm fine, I can get my own drink." But he doesn't listen. I simply roll my eyes and sit back down on the couch.
"It's such a miracle that the car didn't smash you flat! Oh man when I got the call from the school I was worried sick. I thought-I thought I was gonna lose you." My father chokes up.
"Oh dad." I pat him on the shoulder. "It's alright. The important thing is that I'm here now."
DING DONG.
"I'll get it, don't you move a muscle!" My dad rushes towards the door.
"Hello Mr.Swan. Is Bella here?" A familiar voice asks at the door.
"I'm right here." I say from around the corner.
A tall shadowy figure enters the room behind my father.
"Bella someone is here to see you."
It's Edward. Again.
