ON HOLD - Seeing the past (R. Hale)

Heart to Heart

On the off chance that any of you enjoy One Tree Hill and Brooke Davis I just started a new story. It is an oc/fem love interest for Brooke starting at the beginning of junior year before basketball comes into play. Let me know what you all think!
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Blackness breaks into dim illumination. Looking around I find the only light comes from the moon in the sky and the torches a group of people are holding further down the road. A nice breeze is in the air and it helps alleviate the stuffy night. The air smells of dirt, tulips, and manure. Where am I? Ahead of me I see a mop of blonde hair tussling with someone else, and that is when the sounds around me finally reach my ears. The mob is chanting angrily. Some of them have torches while others hold various farming tools menacingly. They look as if they walked straight out of a Frankenstein movie. Turning my attention back to the men ahead of me I begin to walk closer. As I near the two a burning sensation starts to radiate from my neck. While before this feeling would be incapacitating now after experiencing it a few times before it is excruciatingly painful but bearable. The attacker stands and flees as the mob reaches him, but I crouch next to the blonde man with an oddly familiar face. He is covered in dirt and blood the smell of copper wafts from his body. He presses a tan hand against his neck and looks around in a panicked frenzy. Slowly on shaking legs he lifts himself from the blood-stained ground and runs towards a building in the distance. Following him he rips open the door to a cellar and stumbles down the stairs falling to the dusty floor with a thump. He tucks himself away in the food stores to hide away through the pain, and I sit on the bottom step to wait with him. As I wait my mind wanders to where I have seen the man's face before. After hours it finally hits me that this sweat soaked and blood-stained man with his long dirty blonde hair is the same person as the pristine and clean-cut doctor with the golden eyes that was sitting by Edward's bedside. My interest is now peaked as I wait for the stranger to wake up. 

Day's pass and he still does not move, but the pain is gone only to be replaced by a burning in my throat. When night time comes the man bursts from his hiding place and runs. We run for days and also to my surprise spend days trying to end our immortal lives. Which would have unnerved me if I did not know he would live to meet Edward. Eventually my entire body hurts. My throat burns so badly that it feels as if a scorching hot fire poker is being forced through. We are sagging against a tree in the woods, both of us starving, and then the snap of a twig causes our heads to turn. His eyes zero in and he springs forward plunging his teeth into a deer without a second thought. I feel his strength returning and the burning fades. Feeling like I have learned enough for now I approach him, and as my hand clasp his shoulder darkness shrouds me again. 

An annoying persistent beeping pounds through my head causing me to stir. Reaching my arm out I try to turn off my alarm, but my hand is met with only air. A pain shoots through me and I gasp lightly in surprise finally letting my eyes flutter open. The fluorescent lighting that greets me is harsh sending fear and confusion fluttering in my chest. My shoulder is freezing and looking over I notice a pale white hand resting there. Following the arm up to its owner I see him. The suffering man from my dream is staring back at me, and even in my confused state I know this is the missing Cullen. "Where am I?" My voice is harsh and raspy making me realize that I am parched. 

He smiles the most reassuring smile and hands me a Styrofoam cup with water in it. "Here take a drink. You are in the hospital Ms. Swan. There was an accident at your school. Do you remember what happened?" He moves to sit in the chair beside my bed while I sip my water and think.

Suddenly the car accident comes springing to my mind, "where is Bella? Is she okay? Is Tyler alright?" I look around the room, but it is empty aside from the two of us.

He leans back in his chair with an even more gentle smile, "they left about twenty minutes ago to find something to eat. You have been here for three days healing from the trauma. Bella and Tyler are both in perfect health. Would you mind if I explain to you the injuries that you sustained though?" I nod for him to continue as I finish my water and set the cup aside. He reaches over picking up a pale pink pitcher and filling the cup backup before handing it to me again. "Alright so the mildest part is that you have small abrasions and bruises littering your body. You have a grade three concussion which is the more serious form. You lost consciousness and it led to your short three-day coma. The last part is that you have four broken and splintered ribs on your right side. When the van hit you, the impact caused a medium sized laceration on your right side that required six stitches. Overall though you are healing far faster than we could have hoped. Do you have any questions?" Right as I go to speak the door opens and Dr. Cullen's children walk in chatting and arguing amongst themselves causing him to clear his throat. "Could you all quiet down for a moment please. I am trying to speak with Athena."