Chapter 25- La Tua Cantante Bledsian

The voices were all around me, some where men some where women. They sounded familiar but my brain could not place them in my memory. They would not stop talking around me, they got louder but made less sense. I believe they were talking about me. Since most sentences had 'she', 'her', and 'Bella' in them Bella, that is my name. Darkness was around me, I doubted I would ever come out of it. Someone named Edward wouldn't go some where. He would not leave me.

"Edward." A young female voice came into darkness. 

"No." A male voice, that somewhere my mind recognized, said angrily to the female voice, in another location in the darkness. 

"You’re not helping her." The female said softly. The voice named Edward growled at that. 

"She will wake up." Edward said in a harsh voice. "You saw that she will." 

"I did, it is up to her when she wants to. Depriving yourself isn't making her wake up faster." This Edward was not doing something he should, because of me. 

"I'm not going hunting, I'm not leaving her until she wakes, whenever that is." Edward said firmly.

"Your just hurting yourself for no reason" The girl was agitated now.

"Alice!" Edward spoke loudly from my darkness. "No!" And that was it, the girl left me and Edward. My mind was turning. I knew these people. I had to remember them for their sake and for mine. There was an end to this gloom, to this murkiness in my mind. Edward. Remember him.

I think I began remembering my life in reverse. It started with Eleazer and my mustang and ended with my second birthday party with Renee. Edward, he was my husband, my elliptical gravity, everything ended with him, whether I liked it or not. I was Bella. Bella Cullen. I remembered me. It took longer to remember my body, and how to use it. I had hands, toes, and a head. Eventually I could see light beyond my eyelids. Light, I knew light. 

I fluttered my eye lashes. I was being held like a child. I was in Edward's lap. His arms were under my knees and back. I was comfortable. His head was hung toward my body. His eyes were closed, as if asleep. Which I knew he couldn't be I lifted my right hand and brushed his cheek.