A/N This is going to be a multi chapter story. I don't have it all written, but I wanted to get the first chapter up to give a little preview. I know it's short, but the next chapters will be longer. Please review, and don't be afraid to point out any mistakes. I'm open to constructive criticism.
Disclaimer: As much as I would like to, I don't own Bleach or it's characters.
Momo sat in the lobby of the doctor's office as her mom continued to chat with the doctor. She made sure to look as annoyed as possible to anyone walking passed. She made sure she would look especially annoyed when her mother came out so they could leave. Her mother had forced her to come to the doctor today because she believed Momo had a "problem".
A door opened and Momo's mom and the doctor walked out. They're voices were quiet, but Momo could just hear what the doctor was saying. "You two have an hour to go home and get everything packed. After that, Momo will need to be taken to Blue Meadows Hospital and Treatment Center," said the doctor.
Momo's mother, Ami believed that Momo had developed anorexia. After two months of arguing with her about getting help, Ami had decided to schedule a doctor's appointment to see what he would say. The doctor had agreed with her, and Momo was now an official patient at Blue Meadows.
"I'm terrible sorry for your family, Mrs. Hinamori. These things can be very stressful for everyone involved. I really do hope she gets better," the doctor said kindly. Momo looked up at the two as they made their way over to her.
"How can I get better if I'm not even sick?" Momo spat to the doctor. She frowned.
"Momo!" Ami said anxiously, "I'm very sorry for her behavior. She can be a bit stubborn sometimes." Her mother smiled apologetically at the doctor.
"No worries, Mrs. Hinamori. Admitting to these kinds of things can be very difficult, and I know she's upset. But you don't have anything to worry about, Blue Meadows is the best place I know," the doctor reassured. He shook hands with Ami. "Get well, Momo," he said, and disappeared behind the lobby doors.
"That was no way to talk to a doctor. They want to help you," Ami said frustratingly. Momo merely rolled her eyes.
"The doctors don't know me. They don't care."
The two made their way out of the doctor's office and over to Ami's car. When Momo got in, she made sure to shut the door harder than normal to express her disapproval. On the way home she avoided eye contact with her mom, and didn't say a word. The only time she spoke was when Ami spoke first.
"Momo, this is for your own good. I love you and want you to get better-"
"I'm not sick," Momo retorted.
"Yes, you are! Eating disorders are a huge problem these days with girls and boys your age."
"I don't have an eating disorder!" Momo wailed.
Ami didn't say anything, and the two were silent for the next few minutes. After a while she decided to speak up. "You're father needs to know what's going on, Momo."
Momo made fists with her hands. "I don't want to speak to him. I already told you, and him that I never wanted to talk to him ever again."
Momo's father, Satoshi, had cheated on Ami two years ago. Momo had found messages in his phone one day while she was baking cookies. When it vibrated nobody was there to check it, so she decided to look herself. The number didn't have a contact name.
'r u gonna b at the motel 2nite baby? 33' the message said. After looking through her father's texts, Momo couldn't find anything else from this strange number.
After going on a business trip to Colorado, Satoshi had accidentally left his cell phone at home. He used a pay phone to call Ami and ask if she had seen it. While he was on the phone with her, he had also told her that the airports were closed because of a snowstorm. He was planning to stay with a "friend" until he could find a way to get home.
Momo had done a little research on the odd number until she found out whom it belonged to. She looked up the name on the Internet and found some twenty-five year old that lived in Colorado. Had Satoshi been sleeping with someone while he was away?
About a month later Momo found an email sent to her father that read, 'I'm gonna be in San Francisco this weekend! Let's hook up, baby. I'm getting turned on just thinking about you. 333' The email had been sent by the same person who sent the text.
Finding the email and text crushed Momo. She had never before felt so betrayed by anyone in her life. She couldn't believe that her father had the nerve to be so heartless and cheat on her mom like that. Ami loved him so much, and was willing to do anything for him to make him happy.
When the weekend came around Satoshi disappeared without saying anything. He later called Ami and told her that he was leaving her because he needed more "adventure." He also told her that he needed someone who could give him more "excitement."
Ami was absolutely devastated when she heard the news. She became depressed, and Momo hated herself for a long time for not saying anything. She should have come to her mother, or questioned her father the moment she found that first text. Instead she had kept everything to herself.
Momo ended up telling Ami how she knew about the first text message. She cried and apologized over and over for not saying anything to her sooner. Ami didn't blame Momo, at all. She told her that something like this shouldn't be her responsibility, and that it was a problem between herself and Satoshi.
Ami and Momo moved into a small apartment a few months after her father left. The bills on the old house had become too much for Ami to pay, and they didn't need as much space anymore since it was just the two of them. Momo wanted to get a job to help her mother out to try and make up to her, but Ami refused. She said she could handle things just fine, and if Momo got a job she was to keep all the money for herself.
"Momo, I know Satoshi has done bad things, but he's still your father. He needs to know what's going on." Ami snapped Momo out of her thoughts.
"He obviously doesn't care about either of us judging by the way he left us for that slut!" Momo cried.
"Momo, don't say that!" Ami reprimanded.
Nobody said anything the rest of the way home. Momo ran to her room as soon as they arrived back at the house, and slammed the door. She was furious, and confused, and sad. Her mother wasn't going to get away with any of this.
As soon as she was in her room, Momo collapsed onto her bed, and just lay there. She took deep breaths, and closed her eyes. Her heart pounded in her chest, and tears threatened to spill from her eyes. She sat up after a few minutes.
Momo then got up and walked over to the mirror across from her bed. She looked at the reflection in it, and saw some ugly, bloated, disgusting monster. Tears started to pour from her eyes as she sank to the floor. She couldn't do anything right, or please anyone. She wasn't good enough for anyone, was she?
Surrounding the mirror were photos of her and her friends. In all of the pictures everyone was smiling. They all looked happy. Momo looked at herself in the pictures and could barely recognize the girl in them. She looked so joyful, and all of the photos of her seemed foreign.
"Momo," said Ami from the other side of the door, "hurry up and pack. We only get one hour."
"You can't make me go!" Momo shouted through a stuffed nose.
"I can, and I will. Now, get packed!" shouted Ami. The footsteps grew quiet as they made their way into another room.
Momo continued to cry for another fifteen minutes before she got up to pack her things. She wasn't ever going to forgive her mother for this, never. She couldn't ever trust her again. She was just like her father.