Forgotten

Chapter Thirteen

Forgotten

Chapter Thirteen

 

"Dad, I need your help."

"What is it, son? Is everything alright? Is Bella okay?" Carlisle rattled off one question after another.

"Yes, yes, Bella's fine. She's…fine, I think. She just wants…She wants to have an operation, dad. Dr. Webber told her about this new experimental type of operation to fix her condition and she wants to do it. I need your help to convince her otherwise."

"Edward, if Bella thinks that she should do it, then…"

"No, dad, please. You of all people know why I don't want her to do this. You have to help me." Edward begged his father.

Carlisle leaned back in his office chair and sighed. He knew his son very well. Once Edward had an idea in his head he wouldn’t let go of it no matter what. He was very stubborn. He always has been, but this is different. This was coupled with his love and protectiveness over Bella. It would be almost impossible to talk to him now, Carlisle knew. But he had to try.

"Alright, I'll come over in an hour." Carlisle conceded.

"Thank you." Edward said, relieved that now he would have his father at his side. There was no way Bella could argue against Carlisle.

Bella was currently lying down on her bed staring up at her bedroom ceiling, trying to keep her tears from falling. She was pretty much failing though. How could he do this? How could he just disregard her feelings and opinions and disapprove of the only option she had to get her memory back? More importantly, why? And just when she'd completely let her guard down around him, just when she'd started trusting him completely!

Someone knocked tentatively at her door and Bella got up warily to answer. She hoped it was Mrs Stevens checking up on her. She honestly wasn't ready to face Edward just yet.

Bella was surprised, to say the least, as she opened her door to find her father-in-law standing there smiling at her.

"Hello, Bella. Mind if I come in?"

"Uh, no. Ofcoarse, not, Carlisle, please come in." Bella stepped back, holding the door open.

"I hope I'm not disturbing you, Bella."

The man was too polite.

"No, no. I was just resting for a bit," Bella said. "Um, please, sit down." She pointed towards the two chairs that were situated in the middle of the room.

Carlisle sat down and remained quiet. After a minute, Bella started fidgeting. She was getting nervous. What the hell could he possibly want to talk to her about?

As if reading her thoughts, Carlisle finally spoke, "I'm here to talk to you about the operation, Bella, to change your mind, actually. Edward's orders." He said with a laugh.