Note: there is no way Leah would be privy to Serina's notes in real life, but I am just making it interesting.
My phone rang at 7:00 in the morning and I jumped to get it, because it could be Edward about Bella, or Sue about Sam.
"Hello?" I said.
"Hey, honey," came the voice of my mom.
"Mom, it's seven in the morning over here."
"Time to get up."
"Why are you calling," I groaned.
"Well I was thinking? Does that support group help you?"
"What do you mean?"
"Well, you can't talk to them about what you're going through. You can't tell them anything about who Caius was or why he did what he did to you. You have to pick and choose details to talk about. And then you can't get into stuff about your life like your father and things."
"Where are you going with this?"
"Well, let me click someone on and they will explain."
I heard a tone, and then I heard a male English accent say "Hello Serina can you hear me?"
"Simon. Simon Lewis, is that you?"
"Top of the mornin to ya," he said.
"Oh my god, you dragged Simon into this?" I asked.
"Well," said my mom, "He's been a friend of the family for years."
"Right, so as your mom explained it," said Simon. "You changed jobs from working at a museum to working as a therapist, which is what you always wanted to do. You were having nightmares so you started going to a group, but then you got accosted, and then you just missed some cause of changing into a werewolf, and now your patients are getting in bad shape and that is affecting you personally right?"
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah that's basically what happened."
"And you still are having nightmares about you being assaulted, and you are having some negative feelings towards your dad."
"I'm not happy with my mom either," I said.
"What did I do?" asked my mom.
"Your fucking kidding right!"
"Okay, some anger and hostility towards mom," he said. "Listen, a group of humans is not going to address all of that. So you can keep talking to the humans and putting a band-aid on it, or you can talk to me, and we can get to work."
"When are you available, cause I am pretty busy."
"You're a werewolf, you have to eat right? Let's meet up at 7 pm your time tomorrow."
"Okay."
"Right. See ya then." He clicked off.
"Thank you honey," said my mom.
"I'm not talking to you," I said and hung up.
Leah walked into the room. "You look like hell."
"Mom decided that my support group wasnt working, so she got me a therapist. Of course she didn't ask for my opinion."
"My mom makes me go to you when I have better things to do," she said.
"Right," I said. "Better get to work."
"You should shower and eat first," said Leah. "Don't want to show up to Bellas looking just as bad."
"Right," I said.
I went into my bedroom, and picked out an outfit. I wanted something comfortable, so I selected some jeans, a sports bra, a blue tank, and some blue cheap sandals from Target that I talked Alice into letting me buy. I showered quickly, dried my hair and changed.
"Cute," said Leah.
"Thanks," I said.
I grabbed my computer and fired it up, sitting at the kitchen table.
"I'm just going to think out loud, so ignore me if you want," I said.
"Kay," said Leah.
"So in the last twenty-four hours, Bella is off her meds, and showing signs of self harm and depression. She needs an assessment today, asses safety plan, and possible intervention. That can take an hour to three hours."
"What does that look like?"
"I am making this up as I go along," I said. "Sam needs at least a check in, maybe a session, possible intervention if he doesnt feel better. That can take like an hour to three hours.
"Alright, then that means that maybe I could get back on track. The groups I am not worried about so much because we are doing so many that people kind of need them but they really dont. What I would really like is to see all the people I didn't see before I phased and get back on track."
"So you are going to run therapy, tend to two people in crisis, and learn how to be a werewolf?" asked Leah.
"Don't have much choice," I said.
"Your crazy."
"No I'm not. I just need to be organized," I said. "Okay I got Bella and Sam who need direct intervention and Bella is worse than Sam. So, first, I am gonna text Edward, and figure out what time she went to sleep, and therefore what time she will be up, and we can go from there." I texted while I was talking. "Edward said she was in bed at nine. Let's give her till eight to sleep in, I'll be over there at eight thirty. What did I say? Up to a three hour session. Okay I'll leave at eleven thirty, noon. Then half an hour drive to La Push. I'll grab something to eat. Do a session with Sam at one. Come home at two, get home at two thirty."
"You're insane," said Leah.