A/N: I'M STILL NOT DONE I HAVE ALOT MORE TO ADD TO THIS CHAPTER. I JUST WANTED TO UPDATE ASAP. DON'T GET MAD. I PROMISE I WILL UPDATE THIS CHAPTER ASAP. SORRY. COMMENTS AND REVIEWS ARE STILL MUCH APPRECIATED THOUGH! THX.
I was lost. Trapped in my own mind. What could I do at this point? I sat there for what seemed like an eternity, until I could muster enough strength to go out of the room.
I walked out and I saw Carlisle. He saw my puffy eyes and came to comfort me. We walked over to his office, and he shut the door. He looked back at me with the up most concern in his eyes.
"What's wrong sweetie?"
Sweetie he called me sweetie for the first time. Probably because he is my future dad… hopefully.
"E-e-Edward left m-m-me. He l-l-eft me again. By mys-s-self."
I broke down into another sob. My once perfect life was now becoming my own personal nightmare. He came over to hug me. Cuddle me in my own time of internal distress.
"Shhh. It's ok. I'll talk to him. He will never leave you again."
"T-t-t-hank you."
I repeated thank you forever until I had a massive panic attack. Carlisle watched and stared into my eyes as my pupils dilated. I was suffocating. He quickly instructed me on what to do to relieve my symptoms. But that wasn't enough my chest cramped. It was unbearable. Unbearable. No. Excruciating. . .
I saw Carlisle lean me back. I couldn't breathe. Carlisle ran to the door to call Edward and the family. My family… I saw my vision vibrating, like the effect of a glass on a speaker with music streaming out at a high volume. I realized I was having a seizure. A seizure! And I was swallowing my tongue. Then, everything went black…