Authors note: So no therapist would actually do this because its unetical and Sam is nineteen but i wanted to do this. Its a story.
I didn't get to La Push until fifteen til noon. I pulled my bike up to Sue's house, and cut the engine. Seth ran outside, followed by Paul and Quil.
"Where the hell have you been?" demanded Paul.
"Paul, I have sixteen clients. Three of them decided to go into a crisis while I was turning into a werewolf, and dealing with the fact that my mother lied to me for eight decades. So unless you want to go get a masters in psychology and help me, be patient."
"Why did you help one of the Cullens before you helped Sam?"
"Because I saw Sam last night and I knew he could wait. Jasper couldn't."
"What did Jasper do?"
"That's the need to know information."
"Is he gonna kill someone?"
"If he was gonna kill someone, wouldn't you think you need to know?"
Emily came storming outside. "What's the holdup?"
"Paul's playing guard dog," I said.
"Well, get in here," she said.
I walked past Paul, and went into the house. Sam was on the couch, wearing some sweats and a t-shirt. I don't think I have ever seen him covered up so much.
"Hey," I said.
He looked at me. "No Leah?"
"Sorry. Senior year. Finals week. She graduates high school Saturday."
"Oh yeah," he said. "I guess Bella does too."
"So do Edward, Jasper, and Alice, but it's like the twenty-seventh time, so they don't get a gift."
Sam chuckled a little. "Did you ever do that, go back to high school over and over again?"
"Nope. I just moved around and got fake IDs and was in my twenties forever."
Sam nodded. "That's what I would do. I'd rather be twenty then like sixteen."
"I'm trying to tell Bella that, but that's like talking to a brick wall."
"Is she gonna change?"
"What did I tell you yesterday?"
"If she takes her medicine right, and gets out her own head, she can really enjoy being a human again, and she won't want to change."
"Yep. That's the plan," I sighed. "But we don't need to worry about Bella. We need to worry about you. How was your night? How are you doing?"
He shrugged.
"Sam."
"Sue watched me like a hawk. Billy didn't leave 'til late because he was talking to her about how to take care of me, what to do if I got upset. Paul kind of sat by me and watched me too. Emily was in the kitchen the whole time trying to get me to eat. It was overwhelming."
"Lots of people don't want you to die," I said. "Have you told your mom?"
"I can't tell her."
"Oh yes you can and you will," I said. "You're very close to your mom, and she needs to know."
"What do I tell her?"
"Everything. Come on," I said. I led him out to his truck and got in the front seat.
"What are we doing?"
"Its Sunday at noon. Where is she?"
"I can't tell my mom I am a werewolf. I can't break my own alpha order."
"Well, you can tell her you're bipolar, you're on medicine, and you're staying at Sue's cause you're having a rough time."
"Are you crazy? She is going to ask why I am not staying with her!"
"Tell her that Sue's a nurse and can watch your reaction to the meds better."
"That's gonna insult her!"
"Fine, I'll tell her." I got out of the car and went to my bike.
"FINE!" yelled Sam.
I got back into his truck, and he started it up. We took off.
"Why do you have to go?"
"To make sure you're honest, and I'm your therapist, she should at least meet me. I want to give her my number in case you get sick."
"You're not doing this to Paul or Jacob."
"Paul and Jacob haven't tried to kill themselves and lied about it."
"Is that what this is about?" he asked. "Okay, I'm sorry. It will never happen again."
"That is not what this is about."
"What is this about?"
"You are going to hear from one of your parents that you are loved and need to be on this earth."
Sam rolled his eyes. "This is about my dad?"
"Tell me you dont want to kill yourself because of him, and we can turn the car around."
Sam was silent. "You wouldn't make me do this two weeks ago," he sulked.
"I didn't know you were suicidal two weeks ago," I said.
"I know what this is about. You don't want to have an emotional connection with your parents right now so you are making me have one, even though it is gonna break the treaty."
He was probably forty percent right, but I wasn't gonna own up to that. Instead, I took a deep breath and said, "No, this is about the fact that I turned into a werewolf for three days and everyone decided to stop taking care of themselves, and now everyone is sick, so yeah, I'm gonna make you talk to your mom."
We pulled up to Miss Uley's house. It looked a lot like Emilys with a little garden around the back.
"Aww, this is so cute Sam," I said.
"Did you think we were desolate?" he asked sourly.
"Sam, don't give me attitude. Come on."
We went up to the door and rang the doorbell.
"Come in," came a cheery voice.
I opened the door, but let Sam talk first.
"Hey Mom," he said.
"Sam!" she came bounding up to him and hugged him. "Haven't seen you in forever and you grew!"
"Yeah," he said.
"Who is this?" she asked.
"I'm Serina," I said, holding out my hand.
"Pleasure to meet you," she said, shaking it. "Sammy, you don't need a new girlfriend, do you?"
I laughed. "No, he's still with Emily. I'm Sam's therapist."