I watched her come out of the room where she spent the last week getting better. She walked over to where I stood, waiting to take her to her apartment. I thought about how much Bella had meant to me, how much she had changed me. I thought about how easy it was to forget her now that my existence finally had a true meaning. I remember how I used to think that Bella was the whole point of my existence, how she was what kept me alive, but I now knew that she was just to help me control myself for the only true love I could have. I saw through Sam's mind how Emily was his whole world. I knew that this was just as strong as their relationship, if it wasn't stronger. I didn't know if she felt the same way, but I would show her.
"You didn't have to wait for me, you don't even have to take me home."
"I don't have to, but... I want to."
"Are you sure you don't have a problem with this?"
"Of course not, now I know you just got released, but I thought I would treat you to dinner."
"That would be really great, you know, you're really great."
"Thank you."
I gazed into her eyes and then walked with her through the hospital doors. For the first time I actually forgot about Bella. Even looking at this beautiful goddess, I couldn't believe I thought Bella and I were meant to be.
We got into the cab and I listened to her random thoughts. She probably wouldn't admit it out loud, but she was thinking about me, I saw through her eyes that she did think of me as the center of the universe.
I wonder what he's thinking right now. I wonder if he's thinking about me. Maybe he likes me too. Maybe, no no no, I just can't get my hopes up again. Ricky was just too much. That weasel. I don't want to think about this, okay back to the present.
"So, where are you going to take me?"
"Um, I've actually not been to New York in a long time, how about you pick the place and we'll rendevous there."
"Okay, how about we stop at La Bella Italia?"
"That sounds perfect, so I'll meet you there."
It seems like he like likes me, but I can't be positive. I feel like he's the center of the universe and the way he dresses. He's probably powerful or at least rich. He has good taste too. He's so beautiful, it almost hurts to look at him, but for some reason, I can't take my eyes off of him. I hope he's okay later, I mean, if they see me with him, I hope they don't hurt him, I think I care about him. But how can I? I don't know anything about him, maybe I can ask him a few questions and we can trade information.
"So... what's your favorite color?"
"Well I used to like the color blue, but now, I don't know what my favorite color is, I guess it can still be blue."
"My favorite color is purple. There's just something about it."
"What's your last name?"
"Cullen, and what's your name?"
"Oh,... I guess I didn't tell you, my name is Elizabeth Martin, but everyone I know calls me Liz."
"I like that name."
He likes my name. Wow he's so sweet. He hasn't asked me a lot, but I want to know him more, I feel I need to know more about him, and I'm not going to let him go easily, which is a weird thing for me to think and I feel like I could watch him forever.
"You know, if you want, so you don't end up in the hospital again, I could be your body guard."
"No, I mean, it would be nice but I couldn't afford it."
"Don't worry, I'll work for free."
Does this mean he likes me? God I hope so.
"Well, I guess that would be cool. Do you need a place to stay?"
"Actually, I'm staying in the same apartment complex you are for a while, so I'll be close. But I'll have to take a break for about an hour each week."
"That's okay, it would be perfect if you would do this for me."
"Well it's settled then, I will meet you at 7:00pm tonight."
With that I got out of the car.