Wow my reviews total shot up to 10 in about 10 minutes. Well I promised to write again when I got to 10 so here I am. Oh and I decided the receptionists name will be Mrs. Smith
Well as promised, the secretary, Mrs. Smith made me tell her all about my cutting. She still didn't know the real reason why I started though. I didn't plan on letting her know. We're arriving at the hospital now and an awful thought came to me. Carlisle. Why wouldn't he be the doctor they had me see? Of course I still love all of them -even Edward- so I didn't want to offend them or hurt their feelings. If I told Carlisle the reason I was here, than he would be so hurt!
We had just gotten into the lobby and Mrs. Smith told the nurse at the desk she was dropping me off for none other than…. Dr. Carlisle Cullen. Oh joy. The nurse told Mrs. Smith she could leave, and told me to sit in one of the chairs, near the door.
The room I was in was white and very bright. (Hehe (= white and bright rhyme) On one of the walls there was a poster that read: DON'T CUT CALL 603-537-9889. I rolled my eyes. Wow, people could be really obtuse. People who cut don't need anyone knowing about it. They already have enough on their hands if they were driven to that point. I wouldn't even still be here if that nurse wasn't watching me like a hawk.
She told me that Carlisle was ready to see me and led me to his office. We walked through a long, narrow hallway until we made it to our destination. I knock on the door and he told me I could come in. When I got in I looked around to see Carlisle sitting in his chair, with wide eyes staring at me. Apparently, no one warned him that it was me coming.
"Bella?" Why does everyone keep asking me that today?
"Yup," I stated popping my 'p'.
"What happened? Is something wrong?" That's when I remembered where I was.
"Well that depends on who you ask." I really didn't want to explain what happened, so I decided to beat around the bushes for as long as possible.
"What happened?" He asked disapprovingly. You just had to ask didn't you, Carlisle? I yelled internally. I had to think of the right way to put this.
"Well I took my jacket off in school today, and well, I shouldn't have." I stated. He still looked confused. Then I remembered that I still hadn't really explained. I decided to try again. "W-Well when you g-g-guys l-left I didn't get b-b-by, completely on my own." I stuttered through the sentence and removed my jacket. Carlisle gasped and by now I was bawling.
"Bella, you didn't." I nodded and sat down with my arms around my knees. He sat down next to me, and hugged me. For the first time, I regretted cutting. I finally saw the wrong, in it that others saw. I didn't know how I was going to live with myself. How in the world did I convince myself to do something so stupid?
"Bella can I check your wrists out? I want to see if there's any infection." I nodded. I wanted to be OK. I wanted to make sure I hadn't done too much damage. After Carlisle checked me out, he had a talk with me.
"Bella, when was the last time you ate something? Nibbling on a carat or something doesn't count. A real meal." I thought about it. I think the last time I really ate something was last Thursday.
"Thursday," I whispered. Wow that made it 3 days. I didn't even notice I was hungry until now.
"Bella, I have good news and bad news. The bad news is that you have an eating disorder." I started crying again. I seem to be doing that a lot lately. "The good news is that your cuts aren't infected." I had an eating disorder. This is not good. What's Charlie going to say? Oh no, I just gave Lauren a whole new reason to spread rumors about me.
"Carlisle can I ask you a question?" I had to take my mind off of the events of today. And I was also extreamly curius.
"Anything Bella," He assured me.
"Why did you come back?" I asked
"Alice didn't tell you? I thought that would be the first thing she said to you." I shook my head. "We came back because Edward missed you. He still loves you Bella." He loveingly told me. That was impossible. Edward had made it very clear that he wanted nothing to do with me.
"W-what?" I stuttered. And then as if on cue, who was t burst through the door but Edward. Looking very upset, if I might add.
OK so that's it. Umm…. please review and you know the drill. The more reviews the faster words appear on my magic moving screen. =P