Twilight

I sat down on the dresser as I watched her sleep. Listening to her dreams. She was dreaming about me, I mused. I remember that Bella used to dream about me, she talked in her sleep. It was interesting, the things she said, but she said my name too often. Now I was glad she didn't choose me. If she had, I would have never met Liz.
She was dreaming that I was a vampire. That would certainly make it easier, the sooner she figured it out the better, she already had the slightest inkling that I was one. And I would follow through with my promise. I would show her, and she would still love me, hopefully....

She stirred. Finally her eyes opened, I could see the ocean in her deep blue eyes. Crystal clear.
"Where am I,"she asked in a delicate soprano voice.
"General Hospital," I answered her.
"Who are you?"
"My name isn't important, but I'll tell you that my first name is Edward."
"Why am I here?"
"I found you nearly beaten to death in alley. I brought you here. Your right radius is broken in three places, but I think you'll be able to go home soon."
"Are you an angel?"
"Hardly," I couldn't let these words get to me, couldn't let them remind me of the one I lost.
"You're very handsome, and you're...