Chapter 7:

Dr. Ortolanger

"Go, I'll be fine" I said as I kissed him and got up.

He squeezed my hand tightly as he walked out, glaring at the doctor.

"Okay you two, you seem not to get along very well" he said, appraising our positions at opposite sides of the room. "We shall have a session one day, for just you two but that is not why I needed you today. Rosalie, I suggest you also visit 4th floor. I shall help you but they can focus more on your anger" he said and she glared at him for a second before taking his pen and walking out angrily. "And Bella" he said turning to me.

I shifted uncomfortably under his gaze.

"I have a friend, he is a great otolaryngologist that can help you with your balance problems" he said and I heard laughing outside.

I blushed, knowing they heard everything. The doctor handed me the card and I took it slowly and nodded as I headed to the door. The second I was out, I ripped up the card and threw it in the trash. Everyone was laughing, even Carlisle and Esme were softly. Edward came over to me smiling as he wrapped his arms around my waist.

"I hate that doctor and his stupid pen" I muttered as we walked out.

That got him laughing harder.

"So how was it?" Carlisle and Esme asked.

"Annoying" I answered. "Everyone but us would point out our flaws and then when we got into arguments all he would do is write stuff down with his STUPID PEN!" I said as I stomped into the elevator.

They laughed at my little tantrum and I just huffed.

"Don't worry love, it's not so bad. I hear the Otolaryngologist in this area is really good" he said and they all laughed again.

"Well, at least the doctor doesn't think I'm mental and might send me to a mental hospital because I hear voices in my head" I threw back at him, miffed that he was still laughing at me.

That quieted him down though, while everybody else laughed.

"How did he find out?" Carlisle asked seriously.

"Rosalie told him I tried to kill myself though it might've been because of the voices I hear in my head" he said.

Carlisle looked disapprovingly at Rosalie but she mostly ignored him.

"You guys have to be careful in there" he warned and they all nodded.

"I'm sorry" I said as I walked over to Edward, feeling bad.

"What for my little klutz, I like you just the way you are and I brought it on myself" he said as we walked out of the elevator.

"Hello! How was your session?" asked the lady at the front desk.

"Great" I murmured

"We just got these new multi-flavored fruit candies. Try one" she said, standing in front of us with a small, clear bowl filled with candy.

"No thank you" they declined.

"But . . . then we won't know if our other clients will like it and if they don't they might leave and if they might leave and if they leave we lose money and if we lose money we can lose doctors and if we lose doctors we might have to lease floors and if we lease floors we have to pay to get them fixed up and sold and—"

"Okay, we'll try one" Esme said kindly as she took one along with everyone else.

Mine was mango and strawberry explosion and it was amazing. It was hard but hard a gooey center which also contained gum. Everyone opened theirs up and placed the candy in their mouths, trying to keep the disgust off their face.

"Mmm"

"Delicious"

"Like nothing I've ever taste"

"This is—Oh! Something liquidy is in my mouth" Rosalie complained.

"Oh, that's the liquid center. There's gum contained inside that" she said.

Rosalie grimaced and turned to walk off.

"Thank you" we all said as we followed her out.

Once they were in the parking lot, they all spit it out.

"Ugh, I have that goo all over my teeth" Rosalie complained as she got in the car.

I hoped in with Edward and Emmett, preparing for the ride home. I spent the rest of the day at their house but when it got dark, I headed home.

"Hey dad!" I called when we arrived.

Edward had already left, promising to come by my room later.

"Hey Bells, how was therapy?" he asked and I could hear the smile in his voice.

"Okay" I mumbled as I grabbed a slice of cold pizza and heated it up. "Our therapist, Dr. Sheldon Mental, is crazy. He dressed like a clown and has this stupid little irritating blue pen. Whether we are spilling our guts or about to kill each other, he's writing stuff down" I explained.

"Well . . . he can't be that bad" Charlie said, trying not to laugh.

"Dad, he recommended me to an Otolaryngologist!" I said.

"An Ortolang what?"

"An Otolaryngologist. A doctor that specializes in helping people with balance problems" I said.

At this, he broke out laughing, not being able to contain it any longer.

"That's . . . that's good" he said as he laughed.

I growled a goodnight and walked upstairs, through with people laughing at me. I took a long shower, relaxing my muscles and calming my mind. I put on my PJ's and brushed my hair quickly. I ran back to my room to find Edward already sitting on my bed.

"Hi!" I said happily as I climbed in next to him.

"Hello" he said, kissing my forehead.

I was about to ask him something when a huge yawn overtook me.

"Sleep, you're tired" he said.

"No I'm not" I argued but he had already begun to sing my lullaby and in seconds, I was asleep, curled in his arms.

A week had past and sadly, here we were again, walking into the therapy building.

"Would you like more of our new candy?" she asked and we all declined, hurrying into the elevator before she began her rant.

"So, what do you think he'll do today?" I asked Edward.

He shrugged but there was a slight smile on his lips.

"What?" I asked.

He just shook his head, his smile getting wider. When we reached the 3rd floor, he had a full blown smile on his face.

"What is it?" I asked, having a bad feeling about it.

"You'll see" he said with a small laugh.

Carlisle signed us in and waved goodbye to us as he and Esme left. I distinctly heard two male voices talking inside Dr. Mental's office. After a minute, the door opened and the two doctors came out. Dr. Mental whispered something to the other doctor and pointed to me.

"Edward, you better tell me what is going on right now" I said but he just shook his head, laughing softly. "Edward!" I whispered.

"Okay guys, come on. Bella, I would like you to stay out here and talk with my friend" Dr. Mental said as he closed the door.

I had a really bad feeling about this.

"Come on Bella, let's talk" the doctor said as he led me to a couch.

I sat as far away as possible from the guy as the couch allowed.

"Okay Bella, let me introduce myself. I'm Dr. Steven Ortolanger" he said and I nodded, confused.

"Okay, why do you need to see me?" I asked.

"Well, my close friend, Dr. Mental called me in. He told me you needed my help" he explained and I looked at him, confused.

It finally clicked just as he said it.

"I'm an Otolaryngologist" he said.

I shook as I stood up. Dr. Mental actually called him in? What if I didn't want to fix my balance problems? What if I already expected them to get fixed very soon?

"No thanks" I said as I walked off.

"Bella, please. You could have a very serious problem. Let me help you" he said as he grabbed my wrist.

"As I said, thanks, but no thanks" and with that, I pulled my wrist from his and ran into Dr. Mental's room, tripping a couple time but finally arriving and shutting the door harshly, clicking the lock.


A/N

Hey Guys! So what did you think? Mwuahahahah! Poor Bella! I was laughing as I wrote that last part. It came to me while I was sleeping and I though it was too funny to leave out. Therapy session up next. Anyway, I know I said I'd try on Fridays and I will try but Saturdays seem to be a little better for me. My sister came from the University and we're already up to mischief =p. Finals coming up but that just means summer is too! can't wait. I'm going on a month long vacation to Cartagena!1 It's gonna be awesome! I wish my dad could come and spanky(my dog) too but htey have to stay home with some relatives =C. Anywho

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