At first, Edward's appearance had been a relief. But time blurred everything and as the months passed, I kept hearing that they were never here. There was no shred of evidence that they ever existed. I began to wonder...
So when Charlie told me he was taking me to see a doctor, I did not resent it as much as I thought I would. In fact, I sort of welcomed the opportunity to confirm my sanity. I went, answered his questions, let him run his test. I yearned for him to tell me what I already knew. There was nothing wrong with me.
He walked into the room. He held a dreaded yellowish bottle of pills in his hand. My heart skipped. For another patient... They had to be…
"She has a disorder. We aren't quite certain precisely what it is but we have a very good idea. I suppose you could call it a branch of schizophrenia. She can create entire people and situations in her head. In this case she can create interactions as well. Does she seem to….zone out periodically?"
Charlie was silent for only a moment then nodded.
"And does her mood seem to change suddenly for no apparent reason?"
He nodded again.
The doctor nodded as well. "Interactions with the people in her…world."
"What?!" I screamed, finding my voice at last, "I am not insane! I don't have a disorder! Dad, come on! Do you really think I'm crazy?"
The doctor only spared me a pitied glance before he continued, "Have her take two every morning and two in the evening." He instructed. So sure of himself.
I collapsed on something. I'm not sure what it was. This man had just told me none of the Cullens existed. I sobbed uncontrollably. He might as well have told me they had all died. Edward didn't exist.
No, I'm not crazy... I reasoned. I know I am not crazy.
very short i know, but i think i'm updating tomorrow. sorry its not my best, but im super busy. i'm way too over committed. again, sorry about the length but my next update will be sooner. wow that is pathetic, less than 400 words :-( sorry i suck at life!