She's Not Herself
Chapter 20
Quil P.O.V.
My mind was gone; my mind's attempt to protect me was to go blank, to not think of anything. I was lulled into a false sense of security. I couldn't help but feel I was in Seth's position.
I looked at Claire, she looked beautiful no matter what.
Carlisle wanted to see how she was doing for a while, then decide, right now, she was in a stable condition, but they wanted to see how she would be in the long run.
I fell asleep, I had an odd dream. I was carrying a baby. It kept crying, it slowed me down; I saw Claire jump, but this time she was jumping off a cliff into the ocean. But I tried to stop her, except Santa Clause saved her, he caught her in his sleigh, and took her away. I should be happy that she was saved, but I wasn't, I was left sad, and alone. She sadly smiled at me and waved. I jumped trying to reach her, but she was out of reach. My dream self couldn't help but cry. (A/N: I'm sorry I couldn't resist! 2 upsesed2 do much more suggested it, and I couldn't resist!)
I woke up sad. Edward saw my dream, he looked puzzled and said to ask Carlisle.
I told him my dream and he responded:
"Well, Claire was seriously injured, and she need a purpose for jumping, like cliff diving, carrying an unknown baby, that slows you down, and never stops crying is a sign of something bad, the Saint Nickolas would be that he's almost god like, immortal, and thus god, took Claire away from you. You need to have more confidence in Claire, she's really strong, she will fight, so don't give up, or she might."
I couldn't help but think that my life was like a fiction novel, or a movie. Anything that could possibly happen has.
Claire
Before I jumped I couldn't help but think, I never met Quil, none of this would have happened, I wouldn't be hopelessly in love with him, and he wouldn't be in pain over me. Anything and everything i do causes him pain, I wish I didn't have to deal with that. That's when I drifted into sleep.
My mind was saying to itself, forget, and he'll forget.
Quil
It's been two months since she jumped, according to Carlisle she's fine, her body was healing fine. However her mind didn't want to wake up.
Claire missed her own 17th birthday.
Carlisle repeatedly did exams on her head to check for brain activity, her brain was fine, she had the normal activity of a sleeping, dreaming person. However, he warned me, she suffered head trauma, and there could be amnesia.
'Great!' I thought this is a soap opera, 'she's going to have amnesia, she's not going to remember who I am, or our memories' the thought of that made me extremely sad.
A few weeks later Claire woke up. I ran to her side
"Claire!" I called out to her."
"Who are you?" she asked me I felt crushed, I knew it.
"You don't remember me?" I asked sadly
"Oh yeah! Your that boy that like Claire" she said
"What? Why are you talking to yourself in third person?"
"I'm not silly! I'm Amelia." She said. I was really lost.
"What do you mean by Amelia, your Claire."
"No, I'm Amelia, Claire's unconscious." She said still in a sweet voice.
"Carlisle!" I called, he came running up the stairs. I left the room for about an hour, he came and told me what happened
"Well it seems she has Dissociative identity disorder, or DID" he explained to me
"What's that?"
"Well Multiple personality disorder" he said
"What? She didn't have that before"
"It's brought on usually as a coping mechanism."
"So what do we do?"
"We have to make them feel safe, all five of them." He said
"Five?!" i exclaimed
"Claire-the normal one, Amelia-the sweet kind, motherly one, Iris-the shy quiet one, Rebecca- the…well sexual one, and Erin-the rude ill-mannered one. The alternate personalities remember Claire's memories, but may not feel the same. However this problem can be solved, we need to find out what Claire is trying to forget, or protect herself from."
"Well who's 'out' right now?"
"Well, Amelia felt uncomfortable with all the questions so she resorted to Erin, I advise you not to go in there."
"But I need to" I said
"Hey, Clai----Erin" I touched her shoulder
"Don't touch me" She snapped. I've never seen Claire like that ever.
"Sorry" I said
"Well you should be" she said rudely again.
"No get out of my f'ing room." I did as she asked, well ordered. Shaye came up the stairs with year old Alex, I warned her about Erin, but she didn't care.
I listened threw the door to hear if she snapped at her best friend. She didn't, she was ok at first, then transitioned into Amelia.
Amelia held Alex, he cooed and they laughed. However I could hear the sadness in Shaye's voice that her friend wasn't well.
Claire was safe, alive, healthy, but she wasn't herself.
Ok, Raise of hands how many thought that she was going to have Amnesia? Come On, be honest!
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Ok so as you can guess the alters will cause trouble! xD
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