A week had passed, and my days were spent at school, at the hospital, or with Bella. I'd avoided going back to the Cullen's. Well. I was doing my best to avoid Carlisle. Even at the hospital, I didn't talk to him unless it was medical related.
I hated myself for it.
It was Thursday, and I had the day off from the hospital. Bella hadn't sat with me, instead she'd been sitting at a separate table with Edward. It befuddled me. Bella had confided that she thought Edward hated her, or something. But they seemed unusually close now. She looked like she knew a great secret. I smiled sadly. It would be a Cullen that separates us. I sat down and began picking at my lunch when my phone buzzed, signaling a phone call. I dug it out of my pocket and looked at the caller ID.
Carlisle Cullen flashed across the screen and I hesitated, my finger over the red circle. I huffed and instead swiped the green circle and held the phone up to my ear.
"Yes, Dr. Cullen?" I asked, a pretend happy tone in my voice. It was only slightly convincing.
"Adeline," He began quietly, he sounded troubled. My stomach dropped slightly.
"What's wrong." I ground out, panic seeping under my skin.
"I need you to come to the hospital. Your mother slipped and fell. She's fine, but she needs you. She suffered a concussion." He explained,the famous compassion oozing out of his voice.
"I'll...I'll be there soon..." I said faintly, hanging up the phone. I was in shock. Since our spat, we had barely spoken, and now I felt retched.I quickly stood, leaving my hardly touched lunch on the table. I slung my bag over my should and ran out of the cafeteria and to the office, phone clutched in my hand.
"I need to be excused. My mom's in the hospital!" I had started to reach hysteria, flashes of my father burning through my mind. They had said he would be fine too.
"Go, sweetie. I'll take care of it." The receptionist yelled after me. Iran to my car, fumbling with my car keys.
I got to the hospital in record time, I was lucky there wasn't anyone on the road, I probably would have killed them. I parked haphazardly in a parking space, I wasn't straight at all but I couldn't bring myself to care. I ran into the building, ignoring the nurses startled stares and darted up the stairwell. The elevators were slow, and I needed to get there now. I was breathing heavily by the time I reached the third floor, but my sights had zeroed in on Carlisle. I ran over to him.
"Where is she!" I gasped, my breathlessness catching up to me. He looked at me in bewildered concern.
"Adeline--"
I cut him off.
"WHERE IS SHE?!" I screeched, my paranoid hysteria having reaching maximum. I was suddenly pulled into a tight hug. It happened so quickly it startled me into calming down and standing there incomplete confusion as my arms hung limply at my sides. I did register the scent. It was unmistakable. Woodsy with a hint of something sweet I couldn't put my finger on. It reminded me of camping in the woods while roasting marshmallows. A scent that was unmistakably Carlisle's. I slowly wrapped my arms around him as well, having missed him even more now.
"She's ok, Adeline. I swear." His sweet voice whispered in my ear, sending shivers down my spine. I buried my face in his neck just breathing him in. He always made me feel calm, he was like the eye of the storm. He made sense in the chaos.
"Thank you." I whispered, pulling away slowly. I hadn't particularly wanted to, but I still needed to see my mom.
"I'll always be here for you, Addie." He smiled softly before leading me into a room two doors down. My mom sat there, eating a pudding cup like it was completely normal. I breathed a sigh of relief and walked over to her.
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The Internship
FanficAdeline Bowers had always wanted to be a doctor. It was her dream. However, she thought the dream would be put on hold when her father died and she had to move in with her mother, in Forks, Washington. She was crushed. She disliked her mother, they...