Edward P.O.V
Yes, I ll be there in 15 minutes I said as I hung up the phone.
My secretary, Jessica, just called me to let me know that Charles Swan, a very famous businessman,
called my office a requested for me to have a meeting at his house at 7 pm.
His people called and said that this visit will gain me fifty grand. I was shocked, what could he possibly want from me; I never even talked to him before. I gave Jessica strict order not to receive the money till I go and see what it that he wanted was.
I just finished my appointments for tonight. I headed for the lift while looking in my watch it was still 6 o clock;
I had an hour till my visit to the Swan residence. What shall I do?
I decided to call Tanya my girlfriend. I also decided to run to Starbucks real quick for a latt .
Hey babe, why didn t you call all day? Not before the second ring I heard Tanya say.
Sorry Tanya I was really busy this morning I was really bored, every time I called she asks why I didn t call earlier but it was always the same response. Why did she bother?
Tanya was the daughter of my father s best friend; we grew up together, so me and her together only made sense, our families always thought of us as a couple even if we were only 14 years old. That s why on my senior prom she was my date. Though, none of my siblings really liked her.
She was a bubble gum blond haired girl. I didn t really give it a thought before, she looked nice and as any male would say hot but she just didn t make any difference for me.
I regretted calling Tanya from the second I heard her saying hey, so I lied I told her that I really really need to go because I had an important meeting. Well it wasn t a big lie I really had a meeting right?
Whatever, I still had more than half an hour.
I connected my iPod to my Volvo and pressed shuffle, my mind quite distracted to pick a particular song. Feeling Good by Michael Buble started, it didn t really match my mood but I let it play anyhow. But for a hidden reason I kept the song on replay, listening to every lyric.
Trying to figure how did this man really feel this way, he could be just lying, right? No, he can t be lying a man who pours his heart and soul in a song couldn t be lying.
After the song ended and I felt that my head was throbbing I decided to quit replaying the song, as I looked at my watch, shit! It was 6:50 and I wasn t even on my way yet.
I finally made it to the Swan residence, but I was late it was 7:15. What would Charles Swan think about this, again shit!
Okay you have to hold yourself together don t make him crack you!
That s what I thought, Charles Swan was a well know man for his seriousness, I made my search on him all I had to do was to Google him and after 0.7 seconds 18 million hits appeared I was shocked to see that one man can have all this news a pictures.
Was Charles Swan in need for therapy? That s what I was thinking while I saw the huge metal gates in front of me a man came to me I opened my window slowly, Do you have an appointment? the man asked, he was tall with dark skin, and his eyes were black.
Yes, yes I do. I am Edward Cullen
Mr. Cullen please enter you are expected
Before I had time to say thank you he vanished.
And just like you see in old movies the black and white ones, the huge gate opened slowly.
I drove my Volvo slowly, seeing a huge house in the end of a very long road. The road sides were amazing, on my right there was a very big fountain with lots of green plants, it looked so fresh and so hopeful, I would bring all of my patients here, and it was so relaxing most of them needed this.
I finally reached the house, as I expected it was amazingly built. The house was painted with a very chic color, off-white with touches of green on the sides. It was clearly a piece of art.
I parked my Volvo and checked my face in the front mirror to see if I was presentable enough to meet this man.
Here goes nothing I thought to myself as I headed to the grand door.
Before I even rang the bell, the door opened I was surprised but after all this was what money can buy.
You are late! A woman with blond long hair told me as she held the door open.
My apologies Ms ? I said with a weak voice.
Hale, Ms. Hale. We were waiting for almost 20 minutes; let me tell you this Charles Swan doesn t wait. So, in the future I expect you to be more punctual! Future?! What how this was my first meeting with him I didn t even know what he wanted what is she saying?
Excuse me, but I am Edward Cullen, are you mistaking me with someone else? She rolled her eyes and said No, please come in we don t have much time before we start.
She walked in leaving me with nothing to say.
I followed her wondering what my quest here was. Why this people did call my office? And how did they even know me? I wasn t anonymous I was quite famous I guess but never a rich businessman called my office for an appointment.
This was all driving me crazy. The blond who opened the door, who I decided to called her Ms-Blondie, stood in front of a large room with large two sided doors, she opened one side and said Wait here Mr. Swan will be here is a minute I entered the room, it was filled with people, only five women were here and about fifteen men were here aside from me. Okay that was strange and spooky.
Why would Mr. Swan gather all of us like this? I am sure that he wants something but what is it?
As I went in the room I noticed something, my collage friend Jasper was here!
What was he doing here?
A lot of questions were swimming in my mind I really begun to feel mad.
Hey man long time no seen I heard Jasper greeting me from distance.
So, you still remember me? I told him.
Of course, how can a man forget studying with his friend till the wee hours of the morning? I laughed remembering what we both went through to pass those tests oh my god they were fucking hard, but we made it and passed.
Jasper and I half hugged, and sat on the leather couch beside us.
So what have you been up to? he asked.
Always the curious one, huh? But anyway I am good I opened my own office in Seattle and my patients are getting well. Tell me about you? How was my man I haven t seen you from 2 years
Well you know your dog, I traveled everywhere on a quest, but it didn t work so I got back and decided to go back to being a therapist, you know I was really don those last days but now you are here it is all gonna change haha Jasper s laughter almost made me forget that we were in a strange place.
Jazz do you have any idea what are we doing here? No man, I woke up on a call telling me to come and that I d get fifty grand just for coming so I thought what the hell I have to come! Just before I could respond the door opened and Charles Swan entered with Ms-Blondie by his side holding a lot of files.
He was tall, wearing a black suite, black glasses and he looked stressed or tiered but for sure he wasn t comfortable.
Good evening Ladies and Gentlemen, I am sure you all know who I am. For who is still confused I am Charles Swan. I am sure all of you are wondering why I brought you all here and also wondering if I were crazy to pay each and every one of you fifty thousand dollars just to show up here tonight He took some files from Ms-Blondie and said Only few of you will make to the next stage, please go with Ms. Hale if you hear your name So Ms. Blondie does have a name Ms. Hale.
Chris Clarkson, Peter McCartney, Edward Cullen, James Orton, Jasper Whitlock, Victoria Way, David Grey, Ray Everett and Jake Mayer, please step on so you can follow Ms. Hale
I found my legs moving to Ms. Hale s direction, all the names that were mentioned did the same.
What was I am getting myself into?
Was this something serious? Maybe he has been over stressed and need a secretive therapist because of all the press, I need to call Emmett.
I reached for my cell but then Ms. Hale pointed for our group to go to another room, I left my cell and went.
Please, stay here and Mr. Swan will be with you in a minute Ms. Hale.
It was at least another ten minutes till Mr. Swan came.
Ladies and Gentlemen, thank you again for coming again and I hope you all bear with us After I he finished.
I saw a small figure coming in the room, it was so tiny, and I couldn t figure what it was.
I finally saw her; she was a girl she was like 40 pounds and like 150 c.m. Did she ever taste McDonald s! Mr. Swan took her hand and ushered her to our place.
She walked so slow maybe she was tired or maybe she couldn t walk properly.
Who was she anyway?
Please, this is my only daughter Isabella, the press don t know anything about her, and please I like to keep it this way He moved with ushering Isabella with his hand, he held her like she was made of glass. She was so graceful for a young girl.
The girl looked like she was fifteen. She had long, wavy, brown hair cascading down her back.
Bella here is going to choose one of you to be her main therapist, but this main therapist will choose one of you to be his assistant. Bella, honey, please go on. The girl called Bella walked in slow pace, she was rather shaken. She wasn t normal for a young, teenager girl, she somehow looked broken.
Bella passed the young therapist that was called David Grey and said nothing she just passed him; Ms. Hale was taking notes furiously in her notebook. She also passed Peter McCartney, Ray Everett and even Jake Mayer. Why the hell didn t she choose anyone? She didn t even say a word.
She came my way and for the first time I noticed her eyes, they were big and so brown. She raised her eyes to mine and stood still for a minute no one understanding what is happening, after a moment she pointed for her father who came quickly, then she pointed at me.
I was curious what could be possibly wrong with this Goddess?
Is that him Honey? said Mr. Swan looking my way. That s when the Goddess called Isabella nodded.
Well I guess that s it. Thanks Ladies and Gentlemen, you can all leave except for Dr. Cullen here and a person he chooses to assists him. Will you choose someone Dr. Cullen I assure you, you will need some help for what I ll ask of you
I was getting worried with every passing moment I knew I had to pick someone, but the room was filled with great minds James Orton, Chris Clarkson, Victoria Way and Peter McCartney they were all great but I can only trust Jazz.
I ll pick Jasper Whitlock Mr. Swan, if is there someone I can trust with my own life it d be him.
Well I guess that s that. Dr. Cullen and Dr. Whitlock please follow Ms. Hale he looked to his assistant and then she nodded and said Let s go Bella. Please follow me Doctors
Ms. Hale took us upstairs into a very big bedroom which was of course Isabella s. It was huge and it was all purple and gold.
Bella here needs your help Doctors, as you see Bella refuse to talk to anyone even her own family. She witnessed a lot of trauma and she won t speak to tell us the details for us to help her get through.