Alone

A day at the hospital

I heard knocking on the window as I cut myself again. Seth was still there yelling at me to stop. I ran to the window and stuck my middle finger up at him. I wiped blood on my window from my wrists. I was so mad and so upset I just cut myself more. I could feel the blood dripping everywhere as I walked back to the door. I slide down to the floor with my back against the door. I cried as I cut my wrist for the last time. I threw the razor across the room and yelled. I let out a good scream and then I just laid there silent for a few seconds. Seth wasn't at the window anymore. I guess he gave up.

I looked around the room as I sat against the door. I started to feel a bit dizzy and then I heard a few bangs. The door was bouncing and I could feel someone hitting it.

"Open that door! Ave please, it's me Paul!" he yelled. I didn't listen. I sat there.

"Open the door or I'll break it down! Please sweety, I just wanna help." he said in what sounded like sobs. I cried and just moved to my bed.

I laid there crying as he banged on the door. Seconds later the door was down and I didn't bother to turn around to look at him. He ran over to me and sat me up on the bed. I sat up on the edge of the bed just crying as he wrapped his now torn shirt on my arm. He picked me up and ran out of the house. I closed my eyes and cried as he ran. Minutes later we were at the road leading to Forks. There was a silver Volvo that looked very familiar there waiting. Paul set me down in the car and jumped in as it started to drive off. The next thing I knew I was in a wheel chair at the hospital being taken into a room. Paul was no were to be seen and I was alone.

I sat there on a hospital bed as I saw a very beautiful man walk in. I assumed he was the doctor since he had his white coat on. He walked over to me with a try filled with bandages and alcohol. He didn't bother to ask what happened so he just grabbed my arm and poured alcohol on the wounds. I cried out in pain as he wiped down my arm. When the pain weakened I realized the doctors hands were freezing. He was pale white and had very beautiful golden eyes. His hair a bleach blonde, he was so beautiful that it distracted me from the pain of him wrapping my arm in the bandages.

When he was finished up with my arm he asked me to lay down as he put in an IV into my other hand.

"Now, I hope you don't do this again. There should never be a reason to hurt yourself." He said. I looked at his name tag and it said Dr. Carlisle Cullen. I knew it. He was a vampire too.

"Can I ask you something," I said. He nodded as he fixed up the bag of meds for the IV. "Why work here near all these humans and blood if your a vampire." I asked. He sat back down next to the bed.

"Well, I don't drink human blood. I've been working on drinking only animal blood for years. I guess you could say I'm a vegetarian." He said with a laugh. I smiled and he just got up and walked to the door. "If you need anything just press the red button on the phone and it'll call me directly, a nurse will be in shortly to help you into a hospital gown." He said as he walked out.

I laid there in the bed rubbing my now bandaged arm. I sighed as I thought that I soon would be sent to therapy to keep me from doing this again. I flipped myself over in the bed and laid on my stomach. I felt myself fall asleep.

Paul's POV

I can't believe I let this happen. First I lose focus and Jacob gets hurt, then I get my arms dislocated and then I couldn't move fast enough to save Ave's mother. This is all my fault. I feel so bad. I know Ave knows its my fault too. I don't blame her for being mad at me and not wanting to see me but I want her. I miss her already. I wanna be with her in that hospital room. No doubt they left her there alone, she'll probably leave or try to hurt herself again. I've gotta get in there.