"I'll make dinner." I say as we walk to Bella's truck. "Since Charlie won't be home."
"Sounds good" Bella smiles at me.
"What?"
"You're a really good cook, just like your dad."
I smile at this, then feel two pairs of eyes on us. I see Edward and Emmett looking over at us. Edward's creepily staring at Bella, while Emmett is smiling at me. I wave at the Cullens.
"Anyways," I say, turning back to the hood of the truck. "I named him Bellward." I say, pulling the Golden Onion out of my backpack.
"Why did you name it-" she's cut off by the sound of a car horn honking, and a terrible screeching sound.
I know that screeching sound. The whole world slows down as I look over and see Tyler's van lose control, slipping on ice. It's going so slow, like one frame at a time. I look back up at Bella and push her out of the way. She goes falling to the ground, thankfully far enough that the incoming van won't hit her. Then I turn back to the van. It is closer now. Too close. If I move now, it still wouldn't be enough. This is how I'm supposed to go out. I stare at the van.
Los veré pronto mamá y papá. Lamento que no pudiste verme crecer, pero al menos ahora podemos estar juntos.
Then I see Emmett and Edward running towards us. The van, Bella, and everything else is going slow, so why are they going at normal speed? Oh well. Not like it matters anyway. The van is inches away from me.
But Emmett grabs me first. He puts an arm around me and sticks his hand out. Somehow he stops the car, a huge dent forming in the door. I look up at him, and he looks at me. He looks so scared, then he lets go of me and disappears.
My mind is having trouble comprehending what just happened. The world starts going full speed again, and I start to get a huge headache. My peripheral vision goes dark, and before I know it, I'm falling to the ground, my consciousness slipping away from me. The last thing I see is Bella on the floor, and a huge crowd of people surrounding me, and I'm out like a light.
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When I wake up, I'm laying on a hospital bed. I can feel an IV in my arm I open my eyes and everything is so bright.
"Mamá? Papá?" I ask at the silhouettes that are just now coming into my line of vision.
"No, it's Tío Charlie kiddo. Tío Charlie and Isa." I feel a hand in mine. I blink.
"Tío Charlie? Isa? What..." my vision focuses and I see Charlie and Bella.
"The car." I look up at my tío. "I'm alive?"
I can see that his eyes are red and puffy.
"Yeah kiddo, you're alive." he sniffs and wipes his eyes. After a few minutes, the nurse pages the doctor, letting him know that I woke up.
The doctor walks into the room, flipping through a clipboard. He is tall, pale, and blond.
"Ángel Cristóbal Santos?" the Doctor asks, pronouncing everything perfectly.
"Yes." I reply.
"I'm Doctor Cullen. It looks like you took quite a spill. How do you feel?"
"Alright. Just a small headache but other than that, fine."
He smiles at me before taking out a small flashlight from his pocket. I remember this from the hospital after the car accident.
"Look here." he holds up a finger. I look at it as he shines the light in my eyes.
"You might experience some post-traumatic stress or disorientation, But your vitals look good. No signs of any head trauma or other injury to the body." he smiles at me. "I think you'll be just fine."
I look over at Bella and Tio Carlie, then back to Dr. Cullen.
"You know, It would've been a whole lot worse if Emmett wasn't there. He knocked me out of the way."
"Emmett?" Charlie asks Dr. Cullen. "Your boy?"
"Yeah, it was amazing. I mean he got to me so fast, he was nowhere near me."
"Sounds like you were very lucky." says Dr. Cullen. He seems to have the same effect as his foster children, just being with him puts me at ease. He walks away and a nurse takes the IV out of my arm, then puts a bandage on it. After another thirty minutes, I'm cleared to go, and I walk out with Bella and Charlie.
"I gotta sign some paperwork," he tells us. He turns to Bella "You should probably call your mom."
"You told her?" she asks.
He shrugs at her. We're her kids, of course he'd tell her.
"Ugh, she's probably just freaking out." Bella pulls out her phone and steps to the side, calling tía Renée. Tío Charlie hugs me before walking away too. I start wandering until I hear angry voices.
"What was I supposed to do, let him die?" I peek around the corner and see Dr. Cullen, Rosalie, and Emmett.
"This isn't just about you, it's about all of us." Rosalie says. "I'm his friend too, but it's just too risky Emmett."
I stand there frozen.
"I think we should take this to my office." Dr. Cullen says. I can see that he's made eye contact with me. He shoots me a smile. I don't think that Emmett and Rosalie have seen me yet.
I walk quickly up to them.
"Emmett!" I call out. The group looks up at me. Emmett and Rosalie both look relieved to see me.
"I told you he was fine." Dr. Cullen puts a reassuring hand on their shoulders. Rosalie shoots me a small smile as I jog up to them. I smile back at her before crashing into Emmett.
"Oh thank god Emmett." I wrap my arms around his midsection and press my head into his chest.
I can hear Dr. Cullen taking Rosalie away, giving us some privacy. I feel Emmett's arms wrap around my shoulders, and one of his hands holds my head.
"I don't know how you got over to me so fast, but thank you so much."
He chuckles nervously.
"I was pretty close to you Ángel." he says. I look up at him.
"No you werent, you were next to your car, aross the lot."
"No I wasn't." he smile at me.
"Yes, you were. You and Edward... everything was going so slow, but you... you were going at normal speed. You were running... you were-"
"Ángel, you hit your head, and fainted. I think you're confused."
"I know what I saw Emmett."
"And what exactly was that?"
I pull away from him. I can see that he's nervous. He knows I'm telling the truth! Why won't he just admit it?"
"Y-you stoped the van! You pushed it away, with your hand."
"Who would believe that?" he asks, a slightly mischievous glint in his eye.
"I wasn't gonna tell anyone, I just wanted to thank you!"
"Well, you're welcome."
"Thank you for running so fast and stopping the van with your bare hands like superman."
"You're not gonna let this go are you?"
"Not a chance in hell."
He smiles, but then Bella turns the corner.
"Angel, my mom wants to talk to you."
"This isnt over," I tell Emmett. I turn around and take Bella's phone.
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[Discontinued] His Angel- Twilight
FanfictionThis story has been discontinued, with a new version coming soon. BxB Ángel Cristóbal Santos is the son of Maria Adelina Cristóbal and Ricardo Iglesias Santos, Charlie and Renée Swan's best friends. He grew up in Los Angeles alongside his best frie...