Another Cullen Imprintee ~Paul Lahote love story~

~Chapter 24: Think about us~

"She'll be just fine Bella, the sedative helped to calm her down"

Forcing my eyes open, I blinked slowly as I tried to gather my bearings before lazily flitting my gaze around my room and coming to a stop on my mom who was sitting next to my head and gently stroking my hair. I groaned softly, still feeling slightly groggy and carefully pushed myself up a bit.

"Hey baby" mom smiled comfortingly as she tucked my hair behind my ear and brushed her fingers through the ends of my hair cascading down my back before she offered me a glass of water and brought it up to my lips as I eagerly drained the glass, grateful for the cool liquid that got rid of the feeling of my parched throat.

"What happened?" I asked confused as I noticed that the entire family plus Jacob had found a space around my bed where they were glancing at me with concern etched on their face.

Wait...the dream, Paul, meadow, coming back home, the mirror shattering.

My gaze snapped to the spot where the mirror had crashed but there was no sign of the shattered glass and I frowned slightly as I recounted the events.

My eyes were changing colours....

Did that really happen or was it my imagination?

"M-Mom, m-m-my eyes were changing colours" I stuttered, turning to face her as my eyes widened and my heart started beating faster "shh shh, stop panicking" mom's hands cupped my face gently, wiping away the hot tears rolling down my cheeks and I didn't notice when everyone filed out of my room, except for dad who sat down on the edge of my bed.

"What's happening to me?" I sobbed softly, burying my face in the crook of mom's neck as she soothingly rubbed my back while holding me close "sweetheart, what happened before you came home?" dad inquired, his voice low as if not wanting to startle me and I pulled away from mom as my teary gaze shifted to my father "Paul took me to a meadow, the same exact one that I saw in the dreams where he died and once was because I killed him so I freaked out and ran back home" I answered, my head spinning as I tried to come to terms with the fact that the place I had deemed to be a figment of my imagination actually existed and Paul knew about it.

"I can't figure out what's wrong with me" my voice cracked as I ran my hands down my face which made mom gently pry my hands away from my face and she held them in her grasp "there is absolutely nothing wrong with you sweetheart, you're a hybrid and even when you were a baby, your eyes used to change colours. I think it has to do with how restless you feel"

My eyebrows furrowed as her words sank in and I glanced between my parents before settling back on my mom "it happened before?"

The way mom stiffened didn't go unnoticed by me and neither did the nervous glance she casted towards dad who subtly shook his head.

They're hiding something from me...

"It's nothing to worry about, you get some rest" mom smiled and placed a kiss on my forehead, dad following close behind before they disappeared from my room in seconds. I narrowed my eyes at the door as the wheels in my head started turning and some pieces of the puzzle started falling into place but with that, more questions arose.

I jumped slightly as my phone's ringtone blared, snapping me out of my thoughts and I stretched out to grab it off my nightstand.

Paul

Without thinking it through properly, I rejected the call and my eyes widened as I noticed the notifications piled up from Paul which ranged from numerous missed calls and messages. A frown settled between my eyebrows and I inhaled sharply as I settled on a resolve.