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Chap 14
"Bella, you can do this. I know you can. You have the strength in you. I admire your strength."
"Edward, I don't know…"
He placed his hand on my cheek, his eyes bore into mine. "You got this, baby girl. I know you can do it."
We stood outside of the rehab facility that I offered to be admitted to. Part of me wasn't sure why I agreed to this, but I did, and I needed to uphold my part of the agreement.
It took a month of talking with Edward before I agreed to this, but when it came down to it, I had nowhere else to go. I was being evicted from my apartment. My landlord wanted money and I had none. When Edward found out I got on my knees to get free months of rent, he immediately requested that I move. But again, I had nowhere to go.
For now, my few belongings were staying with Edward until I was able to leave the rehab facility. Then I didn't know where I would go or what I would do, but that was a long ways away.
In the last month since letting Edward in, I relapsed twice. I snuck out late at night and managed to acquire drugs the only way I knew how to without money. Shockingly, Edward stood by me. He helped me as I withdrew each time. He held me in my darkest hour. We never talked about the times I relapsed. We never talked about how I acquired the drugs either. I was sure he knew how I did, but in all honesty, I don't think he wanted to think about me on my knees or fucking a guy for drugs.
Edward tightened his grip on my hand, bringing me back to reality. "Jane will be meeting you here later. She will take care of you. And I will be by daily to check on you."
I knew I needed to go, and not just because I had nowhere else to go. Ever since Edward broke into my apartment, he had been staying with me, almost never letting me out of his sight. He was willing to do anything he needed to fix me, but I knew he needed to go back to work. I was being selfish with his time.
I held his hand a tiny bit tighter. He placed his lips to my temple "Let's go," I whispered.
DEMONS
Therapy sucked. Group therapy was even worse.
I had enough of my own issues. I really didn't care to hear about anyone else's.
"Bella, it's your turn. When did you start using?" It was my third day in group and I was finally being asked to talk.
"Uh, um…" I really didn't want to talk about this. I knew I had to, but it didn't mean I wanted to. Talking about your problems suck.
"We can come back to you." And so Jane went on to the next girl and then the next guy and then slowly, she made her way back to me. These people were all pretty fucked up. Some more than me, some less than me, but either way, we were all fucked up. We were all drug addicts. We all wanted to get high most of the time. Great people to hang out with.
"Okay, Bella, your turn. When did you start using?"
"Uh, shit. I, um…"
"Little girl, it's cool, just tell us. We are here to help." I looked next to me and a big guy was smiling back. I'm pretty sure his name was Emmett.
"Uh, well, I was, I don't know, about fifteen. This guy I was dating, he got me into it. I started with pot and then it grew and the next thing I knew, my life revolved around getting high. It was the best thing I had. I lived and breathed for my next high."
"Then what happened? You were awful young to be getting into drugs," Jane pressed.
"Well, Ja-the guy I was dating started to pimp me around to all of his friends and acquaintances. It was the only way he agreed to continue to get me high. Once I finally got away from him, I lived on the streets and I ended up selling myself. It was the only way I knew how to survive. And to get high. Everything escalated from there."
I was done talking. I had already felt like I shared too much. I didn't want to share more. I didn't want these people to know all of this about me. I didn't like anyone knowing things about me. I liked Edward knowing, but only him.
"Well, we will meet again tomorrow. Same time, same place. Good session."
"Hey, little girl, let's go talk."
I looked around the room. Everyone was gone but Emmett.
"Yeah, uh, I don't know. I think I'd rather go back to my room."
"Come on, girlie. Some fresh air will do you good."
DEMONS
"So, you had it pretty rough, huh?" Emmett took a drag off his cigarette.
"You could say that." I puffed and let the smoke sit in my lungs. It was far from coke, but it was something. I think Emmett would turn into my new best friend.
"I was a foster kid. My mom didn't want me."
"Yeah, well, something like that for me. My mom left. My dad was abusive and she left me with him. It was bad. He made me leave. I was five, or six, something like that. I don't remember."
"Shit, little girl."
"Yeah, so I was in and out of foster care. Getting fucked by the foster dads, kicked out by the foster moms. I turned into a street kid after the fifth or six foster home."
"Moments like these I'm glad I'm a guy, and a big one at that. My foster parents never messed with me, but no one ever wanted to keep me. A kid they never had the ability to adopt wasn't someone most wanted to keep around. So you had the foster parents in it for the money. Once they didn't need the paycheck, they didn't need me."
"Sucks." I took another drag off my cigarette.
"Yeah, you make friend, get situated and they make you leave. Not how I wanted my life to go."
"Yeah, this isn't what I planned either. I still dream, well when they are good dreams, that this isn't my life. That I can be happy and clean and have a husband and a house and kids. To have that life would be amazing, but it's not an option. I doubt I'll ever stay clean. No matter how much I try, I know that it will be hard, and to be honest, I don't know if I want to fight that hard."
"Little girl, you can have anything you want. If you want it, you can have it."
"Emmett, you don't sound like a junkie."
"Four years clean, thank you very much."
I'm sure confusion didn't even clearly express how I was looking at him. "Then why are you in here?"
"Every once in a while I have the urge to do an eight ball, or get some K and make a night of it. When I have those desires, I check myself in here for a week or so and remember why I stay sober."
"How special you are." I rolled my eyes at him.
"You just have to want it, Bella. That's all it comes down to. Want it, and I mean really want it; desire it, and you will have it."
Yeah... it's one of those things...
I found Twilight and then fan fiction in 2010 by chance. I met a lovely group of ladies on Twitter after making an account to follow up on the then newest movie(at that time), Eclipse.
Those same ladies navigated me though the world of fan fiction, emailing me docs of stories I needed to read.
My first fic was The List and from there, my reading within the fandom took off.
I read anything and everything they threw at me, plastering myself to my laptop screen and then my book reader. No matter where I was, one of them was with me, even to my husband's disappointment.
Not long after, I finally made an account on and decided to take my hand at writing. My first fic, Falling Away with You, did better than I ever could have imagined and I grew from there, writing quite a few stories along the way.
Working with a multiple other authors and betas on my work, I grew as a writer and editor within this fandom.
Over the last almost four years, I have made lifelong friendships within this community. Friendships I will forever cherish. I have appreciated every review, comment and person whom I've encountered during this time of my life.
With that being said, I have decided that when I complete Demons, I will be leaving the fandom world in the aspect of writing. I still have a few authors that depend on me to edit for them, and I will forever be there for them when needed, but I want to grow as an editor and author into the published world more.
I have been the editor for Jeanne McDonald, on two of her published works, with multiple more in the works.
I have also decided to devote my time, when not editing, to writing stories that are mine, which I can publish and share with the reading community.
Feel free to continue to follow me though my writing and editing.
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