Dear Readers, my lovely ones,
here is the next chapter. I hope it is bringing out Edwards character. I felt the need to bring more DRAMA into the story. Till now we do not know much about he had saved her. That will come up in the next chapters but not before the direction of were their relationship is heading will show off...
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Chapter Nine- Heart attack
EPOV
"I am leaving now" I said to my assistant Esmeralda getting my jacket and my messenger bag. "Lets call it a day and you go early home tonight, okay?" I told her smiling.
"Yes Edward. I will for sure. Are you going to Bella?" She asked me. It became part of her daily routine.
"Sure where should I go?! What a question!?" I laughed and nodded taking the elevator. My own business worked good and it was developing strongly, especially after our break through in the Bella Swan Case. It was a wonder that we found the real murder and got all the papers, jury and to be there in time to save Bella. The thought that she could easily been dead now left goose bumps on my arms. That is something I hope never to experience. Even if I know that she is not responding well to the therapy I still hope for her recovering. I mean my heart got really attached to her, to admit it I loved her from the very first day. She was special. She got all of me if she wanted. I hoped that we would have a future ahead as soon as she gets out of the Hospital.
I remember it so clearly the last time she looked in my eyes before she passed out again.
The elevator opened to the parking garage and I took the usual way to my car. Getting in I turned on the engine and hit the gas pedal. I was going home. My "new home" for the last eleven months. The private clinic in Seattle I got her in. I wanted the best treatment for her.
Fourty minutes later I passed the security guard at the Clinic entrance. "Good evening Mr. Cullen, how are you today?" The security guy asked me smiling.
"Thank you Collin, good and you?" I said while I rushed passing him.
I was eager to see my Bella. My parents were all worried since she made no real progress but still hoped for the best at least for me. My Mom was never so motherly with me than in the last eleven months. She got a perfect sleeping couch into the clinic and convinced the medical stuff that living there in my free time is the only option for us. I don't know how much she donated or how many people she bribed and I didn't care as long as Bella would be in the best hands ever.
Reaching the fourth floor I took my usual routine down the hall, left, right, left and than the last room on the right side. I could go there sleeping deeply and still find my way.
I grabbed the flowers which I ordered and which were prepared daily at the receptionist and turned left heading to the last door on the right.
"Bella I am home sweetheart". I said as I closed the door. I turned around and the flowers in the vase dropped from my hands. The bed was empty...
My heart stopped beating and I screamed. Immediately the nurse Lisa came running into the room. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO. It can't be. It can't be. She can't be dead!" I screamed and then I fell to my knees sobbing.
Everything became blurry. Lisa was trying to tell me something but I didn't hear any words. Doctors came rushing in, speaking to me. Nothing! I was dead without her.
Why didn't life take me when it took her. I can't live without her. We had all our future ahead of us. I had planned it all perfectly out. I had bought a wonderful house in a good neighbourhood, though far away from the next neighbour. With a wonderful garden to relax and Bella could garden and plant all the things she wanted. To create a peace of paradise of her own. It had enough room for friends and family and if Bella wanted children there would be enough room for all of us. My mom did a wonderful job taking care of the decorations. And now it is all gone. She is gone. They sat me in a chair and examined me.
"He is in a state of shock" one of the doctors said. I looked through them. There was no reason to breath, no reason to be.
"Edward, darling" I heard my mother speaking to me. But I didn't respond. "She is fine. She is at physical therapy right now. She can't speak right now. Edward Masen Cullen, don't you dare and ignore your mother!" She was yelling now. It didn't understand any word and they didn't reach my emotions.
The doctors put me in a bed and gave me some injectiones. I didn't care. I had no reason to care. My life ended with hers ending.
My eyes became heavy and finally my soul rested taking me into infinity. Maybe universe would be merciful and let me die, so I could follow her wherever she was going.
The peaceful darkness ended with the urge to go to the restroom. I opened my eyes and got up, went to the bathroom. I didn't put on the lights I didn't want to see anything. I opened the door and stepped out and walked half dead over to the bed. They gave me a hospital bed right next to the one Bella had. I looked over and smiled. My imagination was vivid. I saw her still laying there. Beautiful with her long hair covering her pillow. I gulped and tried not to cry in agony. I layed down and looked over again. There she was again. I smiled to myself. At least she was not leaving my imagination.
Knowing she was with me, I went easily back to a deep sleep. Maybe it was the medicine, I honestly didn't know but I slept deeply. I think I haven't slept that deep in the last eleven months. All the time worried about Bella, about my heart and losing her.
The next morning came harsh and cold. I woke up but didn't want to open my eyes. I wanted the imagination of her like last night in the bed next to mine.
The doctors came again but I refused to cooperate and did push all the unwanted thoughts away. I was here with Bella by my side. I didn't listen, didn't look, didn't speak.
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BPOV
I saw him after returning from rehab. They told me he had a nervous breakdown and shot everyone out. It must have been something like a shock or something. They were sure he thought, that I died and didn't respond well to it. He needed emergency medication to give his mind time to come out of the shock. During the night I heard him crying but I couldn't do anything and I didn't want to make it worse. So I silently listenend to his breathing and fell asleep too.
In the morning they took me to the rehab again and started working on my arms, hands and how I could hold my head up. It was hard work. I couldn't handle it well and started crying sometimes, no more like sobbing without the voice.
His state didn't change for the next days and it made me worry a lot. Esme came everyday and tried to reason him to open his eyes and look over at me but he refused to. He didn't respond at all.
The last two weeks I had the same routine- all day long! Rehab, rehab, rehab... Edward still made no progress Esme was clearly overworked. Carlisle was helpless to see his son break down on me.
Tonight was the same as the last nights. He would go to the bathroom turning no lights on and then returning to his bed. This was my chance I needed to sit up and to involve him to trust me. To believe that I was alive.
When he went again. It took all my power I had and I half sat up. I smiled to myself. I was sure it looked weird but hey I sat all by myself!
He returned from the bathrom and when he looked over he looked like he was run over by a car. He lifted his left arm up like he wanted to touch me but it went back soon down. Since I couldn't respond that fast he went on to sit on his bed. Than I was finally able to put my weight on my left arm and wave him over. It must have looked like Robotermotions. He looked confused and then smiled and came jumping over.
"Bella I missed you my love. I am so thankful. Are you going to take me with you?" he said with asking eyes.
Since I still was not able to speak properly. I had tried but the doctors thought that the nutritional tube did hurt my throat and that my voice was partially damaged but healing, I had no chance. I gestured to him to sit on my bed. He sat down. Finally I gave in too and laid back and gestured to him to lay down with me. He followed my request and layed next to me.
EPOV
It was so weird what my imagination presented me but as long as it involved Bella I was doing everything. I followed her request and layed next to her. She felt warm to me. We fitted perfectly on this small hospital bed. Her sweet breath covering me and soon I was in a deep slumber. I felt home. If death was so easy why was everyone afraid of it? I would take anything if it brought me closer to Bella.