Remember Me (A Twilight fan fiction)

1. Repercussions

A/N: Hello there and welcome to my Twilight fan fiction! (Hoping there are any Twilight readers left!) This story follows James's attack on Bella at the end of Twilight. There may be references to the other books in the series as well as to Midnight Sun. Also, I've taken liberties with the story to make it fit this story line, based on both the books and the movie, staying within canon pairings. Hope you enjoy!

Repercussions

Her body was finally beginning to stir in the bed.

Renee looked to her daughter with relief, watching as the seventeen year old's eyelids fluttered open. It was awful to see her this way with clear tubes forming a large V on Bella's face as they passed oxygen through her nostrils. She had a large bandage wrapping the top of her head, another on her arm, and a cast on her leg.

"Bella?" Renee whispered, her hand reaching out to stroke her daughter's shoulder carefully and not wanting to cause further injury. Her poor daughter seemed to have been cursed since birth with a despicable lack of coordination...

"Mom? What happened? Where am I?" Bella replied, her breathing shallow as she fought to regain consciousness. The hospital room was hazy, but soon her mother's concerned features sharpened in her vision.

With a smile, Renee silently thanked God that her daughter's clumsiness had not led to her demise. "You're in the hospital," she said. Renee saw the alarm on Bella's face. She'd need some questions answered. The youthful Dr. Cullen- who appeared to be the adoptive father of Edward- the young man who had not left Bella's side, had warned her of Bella's possible confusion upon awakening. "You broke your leg," she said in a gentle tone, "and you hit your head pretty hard and lost a lot of blood. You don't remember any of this, do you?"

Confused, Bella lightly shook her head, now feeling each injury as pain coursed through her right calf. "Nuh uh."

"Edward came down to Phoenix with his dad and tried to convince you to come back to Forks, and you went over to their hotel and tripped..."

Still, there was not a speck of recall on her daughter's face.

"And you fell down two flights of stairs and went through a window!" Renee wished Bella had not inherited the clumsy gene that had tormented herself as a child.

"Wait," Bella said groggily, her eyebrows knit together. "Edward? Who?"

Renee shook her head in disbelief as her gaze shifted toward the handsome young man leaning against the wall with eyes closed. "You don't remember Edward?"

Unable to make sense of any of this, Bella shook her head as her gaze darted from the sleeping figure and back to her mother.

"Well, honey," Renee began, wondering now how much she should reveal. The boy was clearly taken with her daughter and had not moved from that spot all night. She knew so little of him. Charlie had only informed her that they had been dating. "Maybe, I'd better get a nurse," she told her with a wink.

"No. Wait," Bella called out weakly, but to her dismay, her mother rose and hurried out the door.

Edward instantly rose from his sitting position on the pullout bed and approached Bella carefully.

"Hello, Bella," he said, his heart in his throat as he met the disillusionment in her chocolate brown eyes. Though Edward was nearly indestructible with skin as impenetrable as granite and a body strong as steel, pain burned through him like fire at the sight of his beloved lying injured in the hospital bed, so close to death just hours before. For some reason, Heaven had smiled down on him and allowed his Bella to live, but at what cost? Carlisle had told him that until she was conscious they could not fully predict the extent of the damages, but only hope for the best. And his sister Alice's insight- well, he had not wanted to think about that.