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Written by Nashmeira S. W.
Edited by EstrellaGrace
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(ﾉ◕ヮ◕)ﾉ*:･ﾟ✧ Hand Prints ✧ﾟ･: *ヽ(◕ヮ◕ヽ)
It was another great day in Fork the wettest and today coldest, place in the continental United States. I arrived at school earlier hoping to avoid Edward but it was to no avail, he was already here with his siblings. We had gotten off on a bad start and there was part of me that just wanted to punch that scowl off his face.
As I got out of my truck I felt an unusual crunch under my feet and looked down to see ice. My eyes followed the ice under my feet to the tires of my truck and found that they had snow chains. My father's handy work no doubt.
I shut the door of my truck when the sound of screeching tires and crunching of ice caught my attention. It was getting louder; I turned just in time to see a large black van careening sideways at me. I was frozen like a deer in headlights.
I braced myself for the inevitable. The books and stationary that I had been holding were forgotten as they fell to the ground; the world was moving in slow motion. My arms extended toward the oncoming van, Edward and his siblings were looking on from across the parking lot.
I had just enough time to look back at the van and close my eyes, all the while bracing for the inevitable impact that was coming right at me. I chanced a glance at the van, it was almost on top of me. I was as ready as I could be for the impact. What I wasn't expecting was the impact from two directions. Something hard slammed into my right side then a second later I felt the cold metal of the van against my hands. My eyes were still closed so I was unsure what had hit me from the side, it was rock hard whatever it was.
Slowly, very slowly, I opened my eyes to see none other than Edward Cullen laying almost on top of me, his eyes wide as he looked at me. There were shouts all around us as time resumed its normal flow. My eyes were wide as I looked into the dark honey of Edward's eyes, the shuffling of people; the shouts to help the van's driver were forgotten.
Suddenly, the world was moving again and we were both starting at each other in surprise. Why was he surprised? I should be the surprised one here. Slowly, I looked to the same thing that was causing Edward's eyes to budge.
My right hand had created an almost identical deep hand print shaped dent to his. My small hand had caused just as much damage as his did to Tyler's van. His attention returned to me after a moment of puzzling out indentations, surprise still evident on his face. After all it wasn't every that a hundred and two pound girl stopped a two ton van.
"How…" He started but I cut him off.
"How did you get here so fast?" I asked quickly cutting him off, this seemed to do the trick of staving off the many unwanted questions that were to come. He was across the parking lot, there was no way he should have been able to get to me so fast and a better question he hated me, why be here at all.
"I was right beside you the whole time." Came his swift reply. He looked to my hand and was about to speak when I again cut him off.
"No you were over by your car, I saw you." I said holding his eyes never deviating. We hadn't even gotten to the fact that his hand like mine was not broken and had caused a dint in the metal panel of the van.
"I think you hit your head." He said all the while holding my icy gaze. "How did you manage to cause a hand print in the van? I think your hand might be broken you shouldn't move."
If the temperature could get colder from only a stare, there would be icicles forming on his brow.
Someone was shouting about moving the van back and realization dawned on both of us that we had two very distinguishable hand prints gracing the side of a van that should have crushed us. I would have to puzzle the how and why later right now there was damage that needed to be corrected, namely two hand prints that would cause a lot of questions.
I reached under the van never leaving his gaze for a second as I pressed on the metal and the dent popped out erasing the evidence of my hand print. It would still be mangled metal, but at least now it was indistinguishable from a hand. Then I moved my hand just a few inches to the right and did the same to the dent caused by Edward. He drew his hand back from the force I exerted from the other side and his hand print was lost in the metal like mine.
"I'm sure my hand's fine. Doesn't feel broken." I was sure he was trying to bore a hole into me with his gaze but like always, he would never make any head way. "Now how did you cross the parking lot so fast or stop the van for that matter?"
"I already told you Bella, I was right beside you. I'm sure you just hit your head. I could ask you the same question about the van." He finished again.
The van finally started to move and EMT's were arriving as the on lookers and one of the teachers immediately told us to stay still and made room for the EMT to get to us. They took us both to the ambulance and swiftly dismissed Edward as he said he was fine. I was getting the same treatment up until he spoke again.
"I think Bella might have hit her head." He said with faux worry stretched across his face. I gritted my teeth until a smirk found its way to my face.
"But Edward what about your hand, you landed on it with all your weight and me? What if it's fractured or even broken?" I said innocently. We were back to glaring at each other in an instant the only difference was I had a smug smile. (glaring or smug smile, pick ONE)
"Okay, looks like both of you will need to go get some x-rays." One of the Emergency Medical Techs said. This was a turn of events I had not planned on and could possibly be bad. I had never had an x-ray and didn't know what it would show. My goading of Edward Cullen might have put me in a very bad place but if I was going down, he was too.
"Bella I'm really sorry, it was an accident." I rolled my eyes again, I got that Tyler was upset that he had thought he almost killed me but please, one sorry is enough.
"I'm fine Tyler, drop it." I said as a nurse came over to me and asked about drawing blood, which I vehemently refused. I was fine, I knew that and the sooner I got out of here the better. Not to mention the smell of blood in here was making me nauseous.
Moments later, in walked a doctor that had a striking resemblance to Edward. It was uncanny, for a group of people that were all adopted and not related they all seem to share so many physical traits. They were all extremely attractive, all of them looked like they hadn't slept in years, and they all had the same honey golden eyes.
"Hello Isabella," Oh and did I mention, even when they spoke it sounded beautiful. What was with this family? "Your x-rays look good but Edward said you hit your head?" I cringed.
"Just Bella is fine, and Edward would be wrong." I said just as my father came around the corner, giving Tyler the look. Tyler had visibly shrunk back from dad as he passed.
"You and I are going to have a talk." He said threateningly as he pulled the curtain so that Tyler was now thankfully out of sight. "So how is she Doc? Is she going to make it?" He asked like he didn't know.
"Yes, I think Bella should be fine with a little rest. She may have a mild concussion, but I think it's nothing to worry about." Said Doctor Cullen, his voice was just as soothing as Edwards. "I would watch her for the next 24 hours, but I think she will be fine after a little rest."
"So I can leave?" I knew there was nothing wrong with me, and so did Dad. However there was one problem. Edward. He knew something was up. Had I just fell down everything might have been fine but I didn't. I had a hand print in the side of Tyler's van just like he had sure but how did he get to me so fast?
"Yes, there is some paper work I need your father to fill out then you can go Bella." I nodded, said my thanks, and told my dad that I would meet at the reception desk.
My father left to do paper work as I milled around in the hall. I turned the corner and saw Doctor Cullen speaking in a low, hushed voice to Edward. They both noticed me and I didn't say anything. They broke up at the same time, the doctor going one way while Edward made his way to me.
"So want to tell me how you got to me so fast?" He looked at me incredulously.
"If you tell me how you made a hand print in the side of the van. Oh, and managed to push it out again. Besides, I told you I was right beside you the whole time." Again with the story.
"No you were on the other side of the parking lot, and as far as the van is concerned it was an Adrenalin rush. You can google it." I said smugly. He huffed as if I had just pulled his feet out from under him.
"Whatever, no one will believe you." Oh really? Bet my old man will.
"Well I hadn't planned on telling anyone." I said, turning to walk away. Before I could, a hand clamped on my shoulder and I reacted before I knew what I was doing. Time slowed down as it always did in situations like this. My hand shot up, grabbed the foreign hand and squeezed as I turned spinning the arm backwards. This turned the owner of said hand around and I push his arm up his back with my other hand going to his neck. Time had slowed down as I heard a tinkling noise, almost like glass cracking, I realized how hard I grip was on Edwards's hand. The sound had come from Edward and the reality of what I had done caught up to me. I let go of his hand and almost jumped back from him and he whirled around fast, very fast, inhumanly fast. His eyes were on me as he cradled his now mangled limb with his other hand.
With the amount of force I put in that his hand should be a bloody pulp of flesh and crushed bone. Instead he looked like he was about to kill me, and he had every reason to do so, if he could. A luck would have it Doctor Cullen came around the corner at that moment. He took a quick look at the situation and apprised both of us. Then the surprise on his face was evident as he looked at Edward holding his cracked hand.
It took a minute to get that thought to settle in me. I had not destroyed Edward Cullen's hand but instead I had cracked it. There was spider web like cracks all through it and even running up his arm a little ways.
"Edward…" He said as he stepped in front of Edward, blocking my view of him. "Go, I'll take care of this." He said it so calmly, as if everything was going to be alright. Nothing was going to be alright. I had almost destroyed his son's hand and that was not something that didn't create a few questions. Doctor Cullen straightened, and a labored sigh escaped his lips as he slowly turned to look at me.
"May I assume that the reason you didn't want blood drawn is related to how you managed to man handle Edward?" He asked calmly as he could and in a low voice that didn't carry far.
"May I assume that we both have our secrets and want to keep them?" I asked hoping to keep this civil. Luckily for me Doctor Cullen seemed to want the same thing as I.
"You may." He said with only a slight nod, as his eyes never left mine. From down the hall I hear my father calling for me but my eyes stayed on Doctor Cullen.
"I should get going, don't want to keep my father waiting." I said. Our gazes were still locked as he nodded. I took that as my cue to leave, senses on high alert as I glanced over my shoulder every five seconds.
As I thumped down in the passenger seat of my father's squad car, I knew that this wasn't over.
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Nice to meet you, I have never written fan fiction on ffnet before or really at all so I thought I might give it a go. I saw Twilight a few months ago and have been tossing around this idea of Bella being more than what she seems. I cannot promise that the story will go just like the movie or books, I mean really if you're just adding an element to the story and doing the same story what fun is that.
As most of you know I started the story just as the van accident, I really just didn't not want to write too much to expose what was happening with Bella. I really thought about writing about how nervous she was and how she handled everything gently because she was afraid of breaking it.
I just wanted to jump right into the meat and potatoes.
So yeah wanted to get some feedback and see how it sits with people. I don't have beta and I have only quickly proof read it so be gentle with your reviews. No flames please only constructive criticism.
Any who thanks for reading. Hope to see you again soon.