V is for Vendetta on TWCS
“She’s waking up,” said the worried voice of Esme.
“Oh, thank GOD,” Edward breathed, taking my hand. “Come on,
beautiful girl. Open those chocolate eyes for me. I need to see your eyes,
baby.”
My eyes fluttered open and I saw a fuzzy-looking Edward
hovering over me. I blinked a few times. He came into focus and I tried to
shift on the bed. However, oxygen in my nose and an IV in my arm prevented said
movement. “What happened?” I asked, my voice sounding hoarse and raspy.
Edward pressed his forehead against mine, taking my face in
his hands. “You passed out, beautiful girl,” he choked out. “You hit your head
on the counter, causing a gash right along your hairline.” I reached up to my
head and felt a bandage on my left temple. I also was experiencing a massive
headache, not to mention wooziness and nausea. “I heard you fall and Dr. Eddy
and I ran back in to check on you. You were bleeding on the floor. He called
911 while I tended to your wound.”
“Asshole,” I hissed. “I thought you were going to throw him out on his ass.”
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