How to Hate a Wedding and Fall in Love

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Lucy

I groan and turn over, the light invading my eyes annoying me. After a few more moments, my eyes fully flutter open, and I sit up slightly.

"Are you alright?"

I jump slightly and turn my head towards the voice.

Tanya is sitting in a chair, next to the bed I'm currently laying in, looking me over worriedly.

"Well I was just attacked by a sadistic little brat and her boyfriend… so, no. Not really."

Tanya's spine stiffens and she leans towards me looking slightly panicked. "It was a young girl?"

I scowl at her but still answer, "Yeah, a cunty little blonde."

Tanya doesn't even blink at my language, instead her worry seems to increase as she leans even more towards me. "What happened?"

I lean back from her and am now full on glaring at her because of all the questions and because of her increasing proximity. "Stuff. Is my sister here? …Wherever here is."

Tanya swallows and close her eyes, seeming in pain, finally she reluctantly leans back her jaw clenching, her lip even seeming to wobble slightly.

I purse my lips feeling guilty for snapping, especially after such an abrupt change in her demeanor, before I can say anything however, she stiffly stands and walks to the door, leaving without another word.

I swallow, and close my eyes almost wanting to jump up and… and I don't know really know. Apologize, hug her, pat her on the shoulder and tell her 'buck up, kiddo.' All those options kind of suck, especially considering she's obviously older than me, and calling her kiddo wouldn't really make any sense.

The door opens, cutting me off mid thought and before I can even entertain the idea that Tanya came back, Bella comes barreling through the door. She comes straight to my side and hugs me tightly to her.

"Oh Lucy, I was so worried."

I blink in surprise, I can't remember the last time Bella was like this. Probably when I was thirteen and I jumped off the roof, which resulted in five broken bones. From that day onward I had concrete evidence that I definitely did not have the ability to fly.

"Oh Belly, don't you know a little thing like getting my head repeatedly smashed into a wall, isn't going to stop me from… living. I lost my thought, you know what I mean."

Bella's giving me an odd look. So I say, "Don't look at me like that. I'm injured."

My sister sighs, but only holds me tighter in response.

"This is a weird hospital, very plastic." I look around at the room, and examine the cookie cutter furniture that looks as if just came off a showroom floor.

Bella leans back and gives me a watery smile. "We're at the Cullen's."

I nod and give her a sarcastic smile. "Oh I understand, when someone has a life threating injury, my first thought is also, let's take them to my fiancée's house."

Bella sighs and finally let's go, she purses her lips and says, "Carlisle is one of the best doctors in the state, probably the whole country. He would be able to treat you best anyways."

"You know what Bella, your right. I mean a person is unconscious and bleeding, they could be really hurt. Let's not go to the nearest hospital, let's take a whatever amount of hours' drive back to Forks from Seattle, and let a doctor with minimum medical supplies look at that person, cause that makes sense."

My sister grits her teeth. "Do you always have to be so difficult?"

"Do you always have to be so illogical?"

The door creaks fully open, and the same man we were just discussing walks inside. "I actually agree with you Lucy," I blow Bella a raspberry, "They didn't need to make the trip back here. A close hospital would have been more than sufficient, but I believe Tanya and the rest of the girls weren't thinking very clearly."

I work my jaw and nervously lick my lips, and then ask, "Tanya found me?"

Carlisle looks at me with a soothing smile and answers, "I believe it was Alice actually, apparently they were on a Seattle shopping trip and came upon you in an alleyway. Alice has quite the aversion to blood, so Tanya sat with you for the few minutes it took you to regain consciousness, though it seems you don't remember. She was beside herself with worry when she arrived."

I look away, blowing air out of my nostrils. He seems to be specifically vague on purpose, glossing over details and skipping from one event to the next. It's aggravating, and I'll have to ask someone who was actually there for all the details. Though the only thing I can think of doing at the moment is talking to Tanya again, definitely apologizing. It must have sucked to have to sit with me like that while I was unconscious. I can just imagine it, her stemming the blood flow, trying to make me sit up so I didn't lose so much blood I actually died.

Carlisle walks over and slowly, gently, grabs my chin, shining a light into my eyes. His hands are like any other doctors, freezing.

"You have a severe concussion. Thankfully you didn't lose too much blood, but you're going to have to take it easy for a while. I'm going to ask you a couple questions, alright?"

I go to nod, but think better of it and instead just verbally consent.

"What is your full name?"

"Lucille Ann Swan."

"What year is it?"

"2006."

"What are your parents' names?"

"Renee and Charlie."

Carlisle smiles looking pleased. "Your memory seems intact, and you didn't hesitate, so your concentration appears fine. Can you tell me what happened?"

I scratch my cheek, slightly embarrassed. "A little girl dropped her necklace, and was gone before I could hand it to her. So I… took it-"

"Lucy!"

"What?! Finders keepers, losers weepers. She was gone at that point. Anyway, she and her other young friend found me later, asked for it back, and I was less than helpful," Bella scoffs, but I continue, "Anyway, their frustration grew to violence and they decided to repeatedly bash my head into a wall."

Bella is looking at me in anger, most likely at my unremorseful tone. "Yeah you seem to really regret all of your actions."

"Oh I do. I'm traumatized. Really, I am."

Bella stands and glares at me. "One of these days you're going to get yourself killed."

"Well death is inevitable."

Bella throws her hands up and walks out of the room without another word

Carlisle looks at me with a raised brow, but refrains from commenting. Carlisle explains most of the symptoms I may or may not experience at some point and then asks that I tell him if any of the symptoms start to worsen. Finally he starts to leave, but I ask him before he can fully leave, "Could you get Tanya for me? I kinda need to talk to her."

Carlisle gives me a secretive smile and then nods. "I'm sure she's around here somewhere."

I look around for something to do while I wait, and notice the chair on the other side of the bed. Looking at the seat I can tell Bella was sitting there. She's the only person I know who reads Wuthering Heights for fun.

I pick it up and start flipping through it. I'm not a hundred percent sure what's even happening in most of it, nor do I want to. It's very dry and the language is definitely old. Bella used to try and always explain it to me when we were younger, but I honestly thought it was convoluted and depressing. No one is really happy in the end and everyone seems to settle. All the plot points seemed to be out of spite or death. I hated having the book summarized, how Bella can frequently re-read it over and over again, I will never understand. She insists it's this great romance, but really it just sounds like an even worse tragedy than Hamlet. I'll never understand her views on love.

"You like Wuthering Heights?"

I put the book down and look up to see Tanya standing uncertain in the doorway.

"No. Definitely not. It's awful actually. I never understand why people actually like this book."

Tanya's lips twitches upwards and she starts to slowly walk into the room, she hovers near the chair she previously occupied, seeming uncertain if she should sit.

"You don't have to stand there."

The blonde finally sits in the chair. "I used to love that book."

I grimace and look at the novel in distaste. "Why?"

She looks even more amused and silently asks for it. I hand it over and she immediately starts to flip through it with a nostalgic look on her face. "I guess I have a different perspective."

"In what way?"

She finally looks up and answers, "We… grew up differently. I'm older than you, obviously. You're only eighteen, I'm twenty-four. You grew up in America, I'm from Slovakia-"

"You're from Slovakia?"

The blonde looks pleased at my interest and continues, "Yes, my sisters and I moved when we were quite… young. We actually moved around a lot for a… long time. Now we are happily living in Alaska."

"You barely have an accent. Wait, was your first language?"

Tanya beams and starts to say, accent much more noticeable now, "The first language I learned was Slovak, and then Hungarian. I honestly can't remember after that."

My mouth is open and my eyes are wide, because holy shit, Tanya just got like a thousand times hotter with this accent in full effect. "Say something in Slovak."

She laughs slightly and then says, "Vy vyzerajú roztomilo ako že."

Oh my god. Do I have a fetish I never knew about? Holy shit, I don't think I've ever been this attracted to another person. Don't imagine Tanya whispering sweet nothing in Slovak. Don't imagine it. Don't imagine it. Lucy stop it! I said don't imagine it!

The apparent Slovakian gets closer with shining eyes and a full smile on her face. "Don't you want to know what it means?"

Oh god, again with that accent. I think I'm going to die. I'm gonna die, because of this crazy hot pain in the ass.

Tanya continues when it becomes apparent I'm not very capable of speech at the moment. "It means, you look cute like that," She puts her finger to my chin and slowly closes my still gaping mouth, "Very, very cute."

I swallow and continue to stare.

"If I knew this was all it took to make you speechless, I would have spoken like this when we first met."

"You should use your accent more often."

The blonde's grin widens and she says, "Sometimes it's hard for people to understand, but since you seem to like it so much, I guess I could let some more of it slip through."

I lick my lips and look away, taking a shuddering breath. "It's your choice."

After a few minutes, Tanya finally speaks again, her accent toned down, but still much more noticeable than it was before. "Weren't we talking about Wuthering Heights?"

I turn back, not realizing that she was so close and almost bump my nose into hers. I stare at her eyes, just now noticing how the gold color apparently changed to more of an amber. I start to speak and for some reason it comes out as more of a whisper. "I believe you were saying something about perspective."

Tanya stares at me for another moment and then glances at my lips. I'm sure she's about to kiss me, and I'm honestly not sure how I would react if she did. Instead however she just looks back into my eyes and says just as quietly, "I see it as a tragic love story. It was very passionate…. but also destructive because of the characters' selfishness and misunderstanding."

I swallow and say, "From what I understand, their love was very unhealthy."

Tanya gives me an amused look and says, "Oh extremely so, it was one of the reasons I liked it so much. A novel that teaches you exactly what not do when you fall in love."

I roll my eyes and sigh, the breath I give out causing some of her hair to fly away, "You're joking right?"

Tanya laughs quietly and nods, "Yes, though I definitely does give you some ideas of what not do, it's just that romance in the 1800's and people's attitudes and actions were very different then. Though this is fairly dramatized."

"You act like you were there."

She smiles and looks down. "Sometimes it feels as if I was."

I give her a crooked smile and say, "Alright crazy, what are you a time traveler now?"

"Maybe I'm immortal, and am actually centuries old, and I just lived through it." She's looking at me curiously with an odd smile on her face, as if waiting to see my reaction.

"Well you look fantastic for your age then."

Tanya gets a wide grin on her face and laughs slightly. "Thank you."

There's a pause for a moment and then I look down, clenching my jaw. "I shouldn't have been such a dick to you earlier. Especially since, you looked after me when I was down for the count."

She breathes out through her nose and then brings her forehead to my own, the action startling me enough to look up. "It's okay. I might've come on too strong after you just woke up."

I smile slightly and for once take the initiative, and grab her hand that was resting on the bed near me. "You always come on too strong."

Tanya smiles and looks away, but doesn't move her hand.

After a few more moments, I pick up Wuthering Heights and say, "Would you explain more of your perspective on this?"

The other woman blinks and then moves away, looking at me in confusion, grabbing the book from me as if on auto-pilot.

Smiling, I lean back into the pillows at seeing how much I caught her off guard.

I really hope she didn't think it would be that easy.

AN: So I'm not Slovakian, I've never had a concussion, and I've never actually read Wuthering Heights. So any mistakes I'm really sorry. If you see something could you just tell me in a review and I'll fix it. I did do some research, something I always try to do, but I make mistakes like everyone else.

More Fluff, more fluff! All of the fluffy. Did you read it, it was fluffy and soft.

Debbie Hicks, I'm not sure what that was, but thanks for sharing... I guess. Anyone want to know what I'm talking about, go look in the reviews.

To the reviewer who asked if Tanya is a cat. The answer is yes, great job guessing the plot twist. Tanya is actually a cat, not a vampire... Am I kidding? No one will ever know.

Will I get better with updating? Another thing the world may never know the answer too.

Anyway, tell me what you like, what you hate, your dreams to date. Or normal things, either way. Thanks for reading, drop a review if you got some time.