Summary:

Bella is unwillingly seeking help for her mental state and finds out about the doctor that will treat her, will the sparks fly or will he be to closed off about work? ExB (Strong language, sexual scenes… the works) OOC.

Disclaimer:

I own nothing at all!!

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BPOV

I knew this day would eventually come but I had doubted it for years, I hated doctors; I always hated doctors. I don't understand why they always have to find a need to try and fix you. I personally believe that there is nothing wrong with me. Sure everyone has there problems right? I lingered in the waiting room for this doctor to decide I was crazy. I looked around the room. The walls were a beige color, simple yet boring. I looked at the clock as it moved a millisecond slower then possible. Its black hands taunting me with the time. I took a deep breath and looked at the receptionist. A blue pen rested on her lips, the cap chewed up by concentration. I wondered, how hard was it to be a receptionist? Enough that she needed to chew on that pen of hers apparently. I turned back and saw a woman reading a magazine waiting patently for the person who was in with the doctor to get out, I was waiting on the same thing. At long last a teenage girl finally emerged from the doctors office with a piece of paper as she went straight for her mother and started to talk to her about when next week and when she was going to come back. The receptionist looked at me and I saw her through my peripheral view, so I turned to her. She smiled at me sweetly and said "The doctor will see you now." I took a deep breath; in and out slowly. Then I rose from my seat and enter the office.

When I walked in the room was silent and I turned to close the door quietly, I could hear my heart pounding in my chest and I could feel my palms becoming increasingly clammy.

Then I heard a soft velvet male voice from behind the large leather chair facing the window, "Please have a seat." I did as I was told. The velvet voice talked once more, "What is your name?"

I tried to calm myself for a moment, I knew I was here to answer question and talk about myself, but that didn't mean I wanted to but I answered anyways, "Bella"

it was silence once more and then I heard, "and how old are you Bella?" I answered the velvet voice timidly, "24"

the chair whipped around and I saw the most dazzling smile starring back at me. The smile answered, "excellent! I'm 26. Of course you must know this is my first year practicing just coming out of school but I believe that I am fresh with knowledge and because of that I believe I can help you… Bella. My name is Doctor Cullen but you can call me Edward, it makes things less formal and more comfortable."

I did not say a word, I just looked over my new doctor from what I could see. His eyes were a deep emerald green. He looked down at the folder before him and his dark copper hair fell into his face. I almost wanted to laugh when he got annoyed and blew it out of his eyes. Doctor Cullen… or as he wants to be called, Edward looked back up at me with that dazzling smile upon his face once more. Then he began to speak,

"So Bella, this is not your first time in an office like this," I nodded, "and it seems that things just did not work out. It says here," he looked back down at what I knew now was my folder, "you suffer from MDD, Hemophobia, a little bit of Anthropophobia mixed in with a little Atychiphobia coupled with commitment issues and an anxiety disorder." I looked at him questionably,

"say again? For the people who aren't doctors in this room?" he looked downward and started to laugh, his laugh filled the room and made me warm on the inside,

"Sorry, um… non metal terms," he paused for a moment and the look of concentration onto his face, "you suffer from Manic Depressive Disorder, other wise known as clinical depression, you have a fear of blood, you don't have a full blown fear of people but its still questionable, it says you also have a little fear of failure and then of course the last parts are the commitment issues and the anxiety disorder."

He then smiled at me warmly. I watched Edward lick his lips as his conversation with me came to an end and I found myself wondering what they felt like and I wondered if they would taste as good as they looked. I noticed he bit his bottom lip in the right corner and my eyes fell to his eyes and a look of question was in them, I gave him back the same look and asked him,

"what?"

he then tilted his head to the side and his green eyes gazed into my brown eyes like he was trying to pry into my brain, he suddenly said, "what were you thinking?"

I quickly looked down and blushed, "you don't want to know"

I heard him chuckle, "I always want to know Bella, its my job to know."

I looked back up at him slowly and studied his stare. Neither one of us was talking, I knew he wanted me to answer him and he was waiting for me to do so but I was helplessly starring at his astounding good looks. The more I looked at him the more I wanted to get up and climb over his desk and sit in his lap and feel his rock hard shaft press into me as my tongue did a dance with his and my hands ran viciously through his hair. The thought of him pumping into me and making me moan his name made me wet at the thought of it.

I heard someone clear their throat and quickly realized that it was in fact doctor Cullen. I heard his creamy voice, "Bella, are you all right, you are giving me a interesting look and I'm not sure how to read your facial expression. It looks like you are being strained in some way."

I panicked, its not like I could come up with something off the top of my head I was a horrible liar. I blurted out instead, "when is this over?"

he looked at me consentingly and then looked at the clock in front of him, "well, considering this is your first visit and you seem uncomfortable, we are supposed to have an hour but if you want to cut short…" he paused and I answered,

"yes I do"

he then smiled at me sweetly, "so then I will book you for next week same time and hopefully I will see you again, it was nice meeting you Bella, drive safely."

The sexual tension that was coursing through me I couldn't wait to get out of there. I passed the receptionist in a quick fluster and ran to my truck. A part of me never wanted to return to this place, but another part of me really wanted to see Doctor Cullen again, and not for my emotions.