Authors Note: I think I am staying pretty true to my word. I've posted a chapter almost every other day. I hope you are enjoying the story as much as I am.
Disclaimer: I wish I owned twilight but I don't.
Artemis POV:
I wake up to hearting whispers on the other side of the room. I keep my eyes closed but listen to the conversation.
"I think she needs to start seeing someone to help her cope with everything she has been through," I hear a voice say, and I slowly realize it as Dr. Cullen.
"I agree. When do you think she should start?" another voice says and I recognize it as my mom.
"As soon as possible. That way she learns coping mechanisms. The sooner she starts the more it will help," Dr. Cullen tells her.
"Then when can she start?" My mom asks.
"I already made an appointment for later today," he replies.
And that's how I ended up being wheeled into an office somewhere in the hospital. My mom told me it was "what's best for me," to go so I agreed to make her happy.
The therapist room looks like any other. A couch was off to the left. To the right was a desk with two chairs on one side and one chair on the other. The walls were filled with degrees and certifications.
The woman behind the desk was in her early 30's. She had dark brown hair, green eyes and light skin. She wears a long sleeved, white buttoned up blouse, blank dress pants and black heels to match. When she stands up to greet me, she looks to be a few inches taller than me.
The nurse wheels me in and stops in from of her desk.
"Just call me when you need me," the nurse tell the woman, and the woman nods. The nurse leaves closing the door behind her.
"Good afternoon, Artemis. My name is Jennifer Mills but you can just call me Jenny," she tells me. I nod in acknowledgement," Dr. Cullen gave me your file but I think it's best for me and you to talk everything through. So where do you want to start?" she asks and I shrug. I don't want to talk to this lady.
"Artemis this won't help anyone if you don't talk to me," she tells me, but I have nothing to say," When you're ready, you can start."
I don't know her so why should I pour my heart out to her? How will that help? So we sit in silence for over 45 minutes. Finally she is the one to break the silence.
"That the end of our session for today. I'm going to call the nurse to come get you. When you are ready to talk, you will. So take as long as you need," she tells me.
A few minutes later, there's a knock on the door and the nurse appears," Goodbye Artemis, see you later," Jenny says.
The nurse wheels me out.
We are almost back to my room when I see him.
When we left for the session he wasn't there, but now he is sitting right outside my room. As if he can feel my eyes on him he looks up at me, meeting my eyes. I turn away as fast as I can but not before seeing the sadness in them. My heart aches.
The nurse passes him right by and finally we are back in my room. I am back in the hospital bed.
This morning Dr. Cullen took my I.V.s out. I was conscious and could eat on my own and didn't need fluids anymore. The switched my pain and antibiotic medicine to pills. That way I can start working on getting up and walking on my own. They didn't want me to walk far but giving my freedom to go to and from the bathroom on my own.
Back in the hospital room I am alone for the first time since getting here. My mom told me she had to run some errands and get a few things done while I was in therapy. She wouldn't leave me alone for long but for the first time, I have time to think.
My mind wanders and who does it land on? No other than the guy outside my room. Embry. My heart hurts just thinking about him. But how can I trust him? Every man in my life has hurt me. This has to be some sick joke he is playing on me. He wants me to care for him so he can hurt me, just like my dad, like Step-douche, like Brady. I can't let someone hurt me again.
And even if I let him back in, Doug was right. No one could love me after all of this. And even if they did I didn't deserve it. He should just move on and forget about me. Find someone who deserves his love. Tears fall from my eyes. I'd rather hurt from letting him go then getting hurt by Embry.
As I am wiping my tears away, my mother comes in.
"How did therapy go?" she asks, I shrug," Did you talk about anything important?"
"Not really," I reply.
"Well I have some things we need to discuss. Okay?" she says.
"Okay mom," I say.
"First off, I wanted to discuss what you thought about moving back into our house. Now that Doug is gone, we don't have any danger to worry about. But if it's too hard to be th-"
"No mom. It's fine to move back. That place means more to you. It's where we lived with dad. That was your guy's first house together. You can't give that up," I tell her.
"I know honey, and I don't want to give it up but it also has many painful memories too. You have been through a lot, especially in that house, and I don't want to add to that by living in a place that brings it all up. We could live somewhere else," she says.
"No mom. Nowhere else would be home," I reply.
"We can redecorate if you think that will help. I want us to fill it with more happy memories," she kindly says, smiling at me.
"I know mom. Don't worry about me. But I think redecorating will help and fun to do," I tell her, trying to smile back.
"Well that's settled. When you get released then we will be moving back home. Secondly, do you think you are up to work on your schoolwork?" she asks.
"Hmm." Ugh. School.
"You've been out of school for 2 weeks and won't be back for another week. I don't want you being too behind when you go back so I asked Embry to bring you your schoolwork to catch up. You still need to graduate," she says to me.
"Can you ask Leah or even Brady to bring it? Anyone but him. Please?" I reply.
"If that's what you want," she says, looking sadly.
"It is mom," I tell her.
"Okay," is all she says.
The important conversation must have been over because she turns up the t.v. and starts watching the soap opera that was on. Someone is sleeping with another person wife and someone's long lost brother has appeared. Normal soap operas. I barely pay attention to it.
Cindy, the nurse, brings in my dinner plate. I eat most of what's on the plate. Soon after that I am dozing off to sleep, hoping that dreams will elude me…
What do you guys think? Artemis is in therapy? When do you think she will actually talk to Jenny? Also she is starting school work meaning she has to go back to school, which means class with Embry. What? I have two chapter already written just have to find the time to type it up. Post a review and I'll try and get one up tomorrow for you!