Again

Chapter 35

"Sometimes I wish I were a kid again; skinned knees are a lot easier to fix than a broken heart." ~Unknown~

It's been on week since I applied to Music and Arts Program. It's where kids can do all sorts of things with about anything. It's this really nice place. Kids go and learn music there or do lessons. They honestly have professionals do all that stuff. Like you have to be good and gone to school, which I have.

They also have this art program where you teach kids how to paint, draw, or improve on skills. They also have some athlete stuff. Where kids can improve on sports and working out, and it was just a nice place to be in.

They also had camps where you could stay in the building and they would provide about everything. And I would probably be doing that during the day. But I thought it was a really good program. They also had adults there so they can do those things too.

"Renesmee!" called out my father.

The only words my father said to me was my name and one sentence saying something is for me and or I have to do something. I get up and he points to the phone since I got rid of my cell phone since I could not afford it anymore.

"Hello," I say.

"Is this Renesmee Cullen?" asked a male voice.

"Yes, yes it is."

"Well I'm Joe Clark, from the Music and Arts Program." I just smile. "I like to have interview with you this Saturday at noon. And wear something nice."

"Um okay, see you then," I said. And I smiled. I might actually get this job. My mom walked in as I was smiling. "They called! The Music and Arts Program!"

"Oh my god, I'm so proud of you," was what mom said.

"Well it's just an interview but they actually think I might be good for this!" And my mom hugged me and I took Richelle. "You're sister might actually get a job!" I said my little baby talk as Richelle just stared at me.

The house phone started to ring once again. I grabbed the phone. "Hello," I say.

"Is this Renesmee?" a voice asked in whisper.

"Yes, who is this?" I asked.

"Lily," said my best friend who was in a mental hospitable the last time I knew. "You're back in Washington, and I'm here with my mom."

"That's great, why are you whispering?"

"I'm not supposed to be talking on the phone. The doctors say I need to eat much more and stop doing drugs. But I need to talk to you, I need to see you!" shouted Lily.

"Lily!" shouted her mom.

"Meet me tomorrow at La Push Beach at six."

"What the hell is wrong with you Lily? You can't stop being off the fucking phone!" her mom screamed. And the line went dead. I put the phone back in place.

The next day I drive to the beach and see Lily sitting on the sand. She looked really different from the last time I seen her. I wondered what's been happening in her life. I wonder if she was okay.

Lily's skin was paler. "Lily," I say softly. Lily has tears in her face. Her eyes were gloomy and lighter. She looked sick and she didn't look so good. She wore jeans and a light blue tank top. "Are you okay?"

Lily stood up and just hugged be as I just hugged her back. "I don't know if I'm okay!" she shouted. "I'm scared for my life!"

"Lily, it'll be okay!" I shout. "You're fine. Life will get better!"

"It's not though!" The tears were falling down her face. "I can't do drugs! I have to eat a ton and I can't handle problems without drugs! And I can't live like this!" She was addicted drugs; they were how she dealt with problems. "And I'm pregnant! How's this helping with anything?"

"Wait, you're pregnant?" I questioned as she nodded. "Well, you need to stay away from drugs and you need to eat Lily!" She just nodded as she also cried. I hug her. "Don't worry. You're not the only one pregnant." Lily just cried. "I'm also pregnant."

"You are?" she questioned as I nodded. "My mom is so going to kill me. She's so pissed that I'm back here! She wants me back in that mental hospitable! She slapped me and she calls me a slut, bitch, and whore. All she does is calling me names!"

"It's okay."

"My mom hates me! And I know who the father is by image but not his damn name! I came home because I'm pregnant! My mom has been being a bitch to me!"

"Lily, it's okay!"

"I can't go back in that house with her!" Lily yelled being serious. "She's like a drunk that doesn't drink to get that. Look at what she did to me!" Lily pulls down her jeans a little and there was this huge bruise. "Ness, you can't let me go back there! She's nothing but mean to me in there! She says I'm her biggest mistake ever! Next she says that dad was her next biggest mistake ever!"

"Lily, it's going to be okay. You can come home with me," I say as I take her to my car. She sits in the passenger seat. "Put you're seat belt on." Lily does s and I take her with me.

I take Lily to my room as my dad and mom stare at me. I lie her on my bed and she falls asleep and I come back downstairs. "Who was that?" asked mom.

"That was Lily," I said. "She's changed, I know."

"What's that matter with her?"

"She's been in a mental hospitable. She's addicted to drugs and has an eating disorder. Her mom calls her names and everything. Her mom hits her. And she says Lily is her biggest mistake of all. Lily is scared to deaf; I couldn't let her go back to her mom. And she's also pregnant."

"Lily's not doing so well in life," she says as I nod towards her.

"So all we have to do is make sure there are no drugs in this house or anything on her, also we need to feed her. We have to keep her healthy for this baby inside her. We need to take care of her and get her in full health. Dad, you can help too, right?" He just nods. "Thank-you."

I go back upstairs and check all of Lily's pockets and find nothing but lip gloss on her and a note. It was her writing with a suicide note on it. I would have to keep her alive. She deserved a good life and I wasn't putting her in a mental hospitable, it turned her to normal but she was so much angrier there.

I push her over a little as I get into the bed and fall to sleep.

It's been three days since Lily's been her. I've been making Lily three meals a day and her mom hasn't called or found her, yet. I kept on giving her snacks. Lily tried to push it away but I forced her to eat it everything on the plate. I gave her healthy food. We did little exercises together.

I kept close eyes on her. I would stand outside the bathroom door, waiting for her. I had to make sure she didn't throw up the food I've given her. I also had to make sure she wouldn't do any drugs or anything that may harm her.

One day as we sat in the living room watching TV this was the news. "How are you?" I asked Lily as she sits there and stares at the TV. It was talking about how three teenagers died in a car accident and someone was drinking and driving. So one was dead and the others were in the hospitable.

"Good," she says as she watches the TV. "Why are you treating me like a kid?"

"Lily, I'm just protecting you," I say. "You need someone to watch over you, care for you, and not being violent towards you."

Lily didn't say anything but she sat there and watched the screen. "I'm scared," she finally says as tears flow down her face. "And I'm so stupid! All I did was call my nurses bitches, and mean names when all they did was care for me. They tried to help me! They didn't give up. Then I sneak out and go have sex! What kind of person am I?"

"Lily, you're a good person!" I yelled. "Don't think otherwise. I can't let you hurt yourself. You made some mistakes in life. If you could go back, what would you do?"

"I would stop myself from doing drugs, and I would have a better life. This baby would have a better life," she says. "Should I keep this baby?"

"Yes," I say quickly. "I think one reason why you're stronger sometimes is because of that baby growing inside of you. I know you can do this. You're brave and smart. I love you, you're like my sister."

Lily hugs me. "Thanks for not giving up on me." I just nod.

"You're welcome," I say. "My mom is going to keep an eye on you since I have a job interview. Is that okay with you?" Lily nods.