I was frozen to where I lay. What did he mean by only three days ago? Did he have amnesia or something?
It wasn’t possible that only three days ago I had hurled myself off that cliff in hopes of hearing my beloved
Edward warning me against the danger. I had given up my halucinations long ago when I had raced to Italy to
save him from exposing himself in the sunlight before the Volturi. There had to be some explaination to the
craziness of his statement.
     “Are you crazy?”, I bemused. “That was over a year ago, and you know it!”
     He stared at me, worry making lines between his eyebrows. “What are you talking about, Bells?”
     “You know what I’m talking about!”, I accused. “Won’t you ever let it go about what I did? You knew how
bad of shape I was in. Won’t you ever forgive me for that?”
     “Of course I forgive you!”, he replied. “But it wasn’t a year ago, Bella. You’ve been in a coma and just woke
up for the first time since it happened.”
     Now it was my turn to look at him like he was crazy. What did he mean by coma? The only time I had ever
been in one was after Edward had rescued me from James in Pheonix. It didn’t make any sense that he would say I had just come out of one, being that I had done nothing close to dangerous lately.
     “Jake, I couldn’t have been in a coma. It doesn’t make sense.”, I explained.
     “I’m sure it will all make sense soon!”, he soothed. “You just need time to remember.”
     “I remember just fine!”, I practically screamed. “It’s you who doesn’t remember.”
     “Bella, calm down!”, he urged. “I know this has been quite a shock to you. But you need to understand
that I’m telling you the truth. I wouldn’t lie to you about this.”
     “Well that’s a lie right there, because you’ve been lying this whole time!”, I fumed.
     “No I havn’t ! Please, just listen!”, he pleaded. “I’ll explain everything. But you have to believe what I tell
you. I need you to understand.”
     Now I was absolutely livid. How dare he lie right to my face when I knew what he said couldn’t be true? I
wanted real answers as to why I was here, and I wanted to know now! No more about this three days ago crap. If he wouldn’t tell me, then I would just get someone else to tell me what was going on. I didn’t need him here if he was going to be this way. I mean, he was supposed to be my best friend for Pete’s sake! Best friends wouldn’t lie to me like this.
     “You get somebody else in here right now!”, I demanded.
     Just as I yelled that at him, a nurse came in carrying a syringe. “Honey, this a bit too much stress for
you at the moment. I’m going to have to sedate you again.”
     “No, that’s not what I meant!”, I murmered.
     But she was already holding up the tube that was attached the IV in my arm and injecting the syringe into
it. Before I could find a way of stopping her, the fluid was flowing down the tube into me. As much as I tried to
fight it, the sedation was already taking effect, threatening to pull me under. “Please, no!”, I begged. But it was already too late. I was slipping under its effects and everything was going black. I didn’t even get out another word before it completely closed on me and everything was gone.
                                                                                           
                                                                           ***
     When I woke up the second time, my room was dark. I didn’t know what time it was or how long I had been sleeping. In the chair to my left, Charlie sat slumped over in sleep quietly snoring. Jacob was nowhere to be seen.
    Coward!, I thought. He had the nerve to lie to me, but couldn’t stick around for when I woke up so I could yell at him some more. Well, I would find him whenever they let me out of this confusing place, and then it would be my turn. He had better be prepared because he knew what I was capable of. After all, I had nearly taken his head off when I first found out that he had imprinted on my daughter, Renesmee. But where was Renesmee? Why wasn’t Edward here? I would have thought at least one member of my vampire family would be at my side. Being in a hospital with the smell of blood wouldn’t be compfortable for some of them, but Carlisle worked in one all the time. Was this the same hospital that he worked in? I needed answers, so I pressed the button on my bed that called for the nurse.
     After a few minutes a nurse came walking in quietly. “Can I get you something Miss Swan?”, she asked.
     I was going to ask to see Carlisle, but I realized that my throat was burning again. But as before, I craved
water rather than blood. “May I have some water, please?”, I requested.
     She left my room, but was back in a minute handing me a plastic cup filled with water. “Here you go, honey!” She waited while I gulped it down greedily, and then help her hand out for the now empty cup.
     “Can I see Dr. Cullen?”, I asked.
     She turned to look at me with a puzzled expression. “Sweetheart, he and his family moved to California
months ago. He was offered a better paying job there.”
     That had been their cover story when they had left Forks last year. I knew it wasn’t true that they had gone there, though. California was too sunny. They wouldn’t be able to be outside during the day, and they would hate that. They had really left because they thought it was best for my safety. But they were wrong. I had only gotten into more danger after they left. So, after the problems were postponed with the Volturi, they had come back. But this nurse was talking as if it had happened recently. Was she in on some big joke with Jacob?
     “Well, may I see another doctor then?”, I asked half sarcastically.
     She nodded her head but turned to give me another puzzled expression before she left. This was getting
rediculous. Who did these people think they were? It was cruel to mess with someone’s mind this way, especially when so many other things were out of place. I took a deep breath and sighed exasperatedly, settling in to wait for the doctor.
     When he did finally come I was ready with my questions. Or rather demands. I was going to get the truth
no matter what, whether they liked it or not. “Why is your nurse lying to me about Carlisle? Where is he? And what is really going on?” I paused to take a breath.
     The doctor let me ramble, then said to me, “Yes, the nurse said you seemed confused about Dr. Cullen.
But he’s gone, like she said. No worries though, you are in perfectly capable hands. All our doctors are well trained in their fields.”
     “I’m not concerned with your other doctors!”, I screamed. “I need to know where Carlisle is!”
     “Miss Swan, you need to calm down!”, he warned. “Dr. Cullen and his family have gone to Los Angeles. He isn’t with our hospital anymore.”
     I was furious. Why was everyone telling me outright lies? Well, I wasn’t taking it anymore. As I started to struggle to get out of bed, Charlie woke up. Seeing what I was doing, he put a restraining arm on me. “Let go!”, I yelled.
     A hurt look flashed across his face but he didn’t let go. “Bella, you need to stay in bed. You have to get rest
so you will get better and can come home.”
     Yes, I wanted to go home. At home I would be with Edward and my daughter! Edward would tell me the truth. Well, if they needed me to stay in bed so I could go home, that’s exactly what I would do. I lay back down on the bed and sighed. “There. Better?”, I grumbled.
     Nobody bothered me the rest of the night. I lay there thinking about all the things that didn’t add up, until a nurse brang in a breakfast tray. This wasn’t the same nurse as before. She was probably too intimidated to return in case I started screaming at people again. I was a little startled to realize that the food smelled good to me. I did feel hungry, but I should find human food to be repulsive. Either way, I started to eat some of it and before I realized, I had finished everything that was on the tray.
     When the nurse came to take the tray away she began, “You get to go home today! The doctor said all your vitals are good, and that you’ll be fine.”
     How did she know if I would be fine? I didn’t know what was going on or where anyone was. My world was turning upside down the more confused I got. She didn’t know anything.
 
                                                                       ***
     That afternoon, the doctor came in with the release papers for Charlie to sign.
     “Are you sure she’s okay to go home yet, doctor?”, he worried. “She doesn’t seem like she remembers
things right.”
     “It’s probably just a mild case of amnesia.”, the doctor answered. “It should clear up on it’s own after
awhile. When you’re home, just go about your day as you normally would. Explain things when she doesn’t
understand, it will help her to remember.”
     Much to my dismay, they made me sit in a wheelchair and be wheeled out to Charlie’s waiting cruiser. It hadn’t mattered how much I protested that I could walk just fine, they used the excuse that it was the hospital policy. But as soon as we reached the cruiser, I jumped up and climbed in, slamming the door closed after me. The doctor took the wheelchair back inside and Charlie hopped in beside me on the driver’s side.
     “Bells, I think we should talk.”, he started.
     “Dad, I just want to go home.”, I whined. “Please, just take me home.”
     Without another word, he started the cruiser and pulled out of the hospital parking lot. Neither of us said anything as we drove through the streets of Forks. But then he pulled in the driveway at his house and started to get out of the car. Why did he bring me here? This wasn’t my home anymore. I lived with Edward and Nessie in our little cottage nestled in the woods behind the Cullen’s large house. I stayed where I was, staring after him. He must have realized I hadn’t moved because he turned back to me, “Are you coming?”
     “Dad, I said I wanted to go home.”
     “You are home.”, he replied.
     “No I’m not.”, I argued.
     A hurt expression crossed his face again, but he quickly hid it. “I didn’t know you wanted to back to
your mother’s. I guess I can…”
     I cut him off. “No, I don’t want to go back to Renee. I want to go home to Edward.”
     If he didn’t look worried before, he certainly did now. “Bells, I thought you were getting over this.”
     What did he mean ‘getting over this’? Everyone was acting as if I was some sort of invalid who couldn’t
think for herself. Like I didn’t know who I was or what I wanted. I needed to be in Edward’s loving arms where I knew I would only find unconditional love and caring. Everything would be better once I was back with him again. My chest ached with the need to be with him. How dare these people keep us apart.
     “Come inside.”, he called.
     Obviously he wasn’t going to take me, so I jumped out of the cruiser and headed for my truck.
     “What are you doing?”, he asked.
     “I’m going to the Cullen’s house.”, I barked.
     “I don’t know if that’s such a good idea.”, he worried. “It might not be okay for you to drive yet.”
     “I don’t care! I’m going anyway!”, I yelled. And with that I turned the key in the ignition and the motor roared to life. A thought in the back of my mind told me that the truck wasn’t supposed to run anymore, that was why Edward had given me my “before car”. But right now I didn’t care. All that mattered was that the truck could get me to my husband. I stomped on the gas and shot out the driveway. I pushed my truck as fast as it would go as I drove along the wet highway towards the Cullen’s hidden lane. It whined in protest to the speed, but I didn’t let up. Edward would just make me use my other car anyway. I reached to turn on the radio in hopes that music could help calm me down a little. But where the radio should be was a gaping hole in the dashboard. What? Edward had replaced the radio after I had torn it out after my traggic birthday party.  This only made me panic more as I sped down the road.