Okay, I know you all hate me now. I'm so sorry. I've been so lazy. SORRY!!!!!!

Chapter 29- Control

Ruthie woke up and rolled over to look at the clock. 9:00a.m. She noticed Simon and her mom were still sleeping so she closed her eyes again, trying to get a couple more hours of sleep. She finally drifted into a deep sleep when she had a dream. A horrible dream. Her mom and Simon had woken up and left her and Chandler had snuck into her room. He locked the door and looked at her, with the exact look he had in his eyes at the church. She started crying, and yelling 'go away', but he wouldn't listen. He kept staring with the same creepy look in his eyes. All of a sudden she felt a hand on her shoulder, but the hand felt real, not like the dream. She screamed.

"It's okay." Simon told her. "You were just having a bad dream."

She felt a tear drip down my cheek. She was scared now, scared Chandler would control her life forever, scared of losing my faith in god, scared of not being able to go back to church, scared of losing Peter, scared of so much. She just wanted this whole thing to end. It was all her fault to begin with, she thought. If only she hadn't tried to kill myself, if only she'd just stuck to cutting. If only..

Simon pulled her into a hug.

"I love you Ruthie. Don't be scared anymore, don't let Chandler control you." Simon said, it was like he could read her mind. "I think you should go see another therapist. I could go with you and then if you didn't like them, if you had a bad feeling about them, you would never have to go back and I wouldn't let them hurt you. I'm just so sorry you've had to go through all this. You're very brave and very strong Ruthie."

She started crying harder. "I love you so much Simon, thanks for being there for me"

"Anytime" He said and she felt a tear fall on to her shoulder.

We parted from the hug and Simon sat in the chair he slept in. She was staring intently on the doorway, knowing what she had to do. She had to stop pretending she was okay and gain control over Chandler, she had to tell Peter what was going on because he was a good friend and he'd help her out always. She had to get some help and she knew her family would be there for her no matter what.

Annie walked in and broke Ruthie's concentration on the door.

"Good news," Annie smiled. "The doctors say we can go home today after they do a quick check-up."

"When are they going to do the check-up?" Ruthie asked.

"Right now." Said a man walking through the door, he had brown hair and big eyes and kind of resembled…. Chandler. Ruthie shook her head. No, no, she thought, this man is probably nothing like Chandler.

"Are you feeling better" The man, who's name tag said "Dr. Simpson" asked.

"Yeah, a lot better." Ruthie told him.

"That's great." He replied, cheerily.

He did a quick check-up and then said she was free to go. Ruthie jumped off the bed and started down the hallway to the exit.

Simon went with her but Annie stayed behind to talk to the doctor.

"What do you think is wrong with her?" Annie asked, concerned.

"I don't know, ma'am. She seems fine now, it could be nothing, she could have just gotten her self worked up over something, or she could have something serious. Well find out in a couple days. In the meantime, if anything strange happens bring her right back here and maybe see what happened before the incident."

Annie nodded.

Meanwhile Ruthie and Simon were at the hospital exit,

"Where's mom?" Ruthie asked.

"Talking to the doctor." Simon answered

"Oh." Ruthie sighed. "Do you think something is seriously wrong with me?" She asked Simon.

"Let's not think about that now."

Annie came down the hall and they all got in the car and went home.