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Intervention
PPOV
For the next few days I watched as Bella stopped living, she stopped eating and it was obvious that she was not sleeping. She would go to school and sit alone, ignoring anybody that would try to talk to her. I was beginning to get pissed off with her, watching her push everybody away. She was just existing, if asked a question she would answer, otherwise she stopped speaking.
With the weekend approaching, Charlie was still struggling to cope even on the new medication, so he was going to be spending the weekend with the Clearwater's. The plan was that he would spend some time with Old Quil, trying out different tonics and seeing what would help him, and the side effects.
I did not want Bella home alone; Charlie was in pieces because Bella was shutting down. So I had arranged with him to let Bella stay at my house for the weekend, hoping I could snap this mood out of her and make her see reality again.
I watched from the forest as Bella drove back from school, she slammed the door of her truck and slowly made her way to the porch. I watched as she dropped her keys and struggled to pick them up.
I phased back from my wolf from, and once dressed rushed over to help her, it was obvious that she was really dizzy when her balance went.
I grabbed her arm, pulling her into my body. "Take it easy Bella, are you ok?"
"I'm fine, I just lost my balance" she snapped before walking away from me.
"Sure" I whispered. "You need to pack a bag, your dad is staying on the Reservation for the weekend, and I think you should to."
"No Paul, I'm fine staying here."
I grabbed her wrist and started to walk her to the stairs, "You don't have a choice Bella, and I know you are not eating or sleeping. I have seen you push everybody away including your dad."
"I'm not pushing anybody away; surely I'm allowed to have some time to myself."
I led her up the stairs and opened her bedroom door, before turning around and stopping her from entering. "Pack a bag, or I will do it for you," I threaten, before stepping out of her way and letting her into her room.
"No, get out of my house Paul, I want to be alone." She screamed at me, with tears running down her face.
"Nope" I calmly told her, before walking towards her closet.
"What are you doing now?"
"Packing your bag for you, as you are quite clearly not able to do it," I explain to her as I pull some jeans off a hanger and dumped them on her bed.
"Fine, I will pack; get out of my room I will be down once I'm done."
"Five minutes, or I will be back to help you." I replied before turning around and leaving her room.
I walked downstairs and started to check the back door and windows making sure they were all locked, with Bella and Charlie on the Reservation their house was not going to be patrolled until Sunday.
I heard Bella stomp downstairs with her bag resting on her shoulder; she didn't look at me instead walked straight to the front door. I followed behind her, making sure the door shut properly so it would lock.
"You might as well drive, as all my choices are being taken away from me." Bella said before throwing the trucks keys at me and then getting into the passenger side.
The journey to the Reservation was done in silence, I knew she was not happy with me, but I couldn't just watch her as she got worse and weaker and weaker. I pulled up outside my house and went to get out.
"Where am I staying?" Bella whispered.
"Here, you are staying with me, and your dad knows." I climbed out of the truck and then walked around to the passenger door and opened it for her.
"Why?"
"Why what?" I asked confused.
"Why do you want me to stay with you?"
"Because Bella, I'm not about to stand by and watch as you make yourself ill, as your friend I want to be there for you." I explained before helping her to get out of the truck, with her bag in her hands.
We walked up to my front door, and I opened the door wide allowing Bella to enter. She walked directly into the living room, looking around at the pictures on the fire place before looking at the sofa and the TV.
"Take a seat, do you want a drink."
Bella sat down, before shaking her head indicating she was not thirsty.
"So what did you plan for me?" Bella asked as I joined her on the sofa, sitting close enough so my knee was touching hers.
"Eat, sleep, watch DVDs then eat and sleep some more, but Bella at some point over the weekend I want to know what is going on in that head of yours. I get that you are worried and scared, but I want to know why you are trying your hardest to push everybody away."
"I'm not Paul; I just have a lot to think about at the moment."
"Are you hungry Bella, I missed lunch so was going to make myself a quick sandwich."
"No"
"What have you eaten today?" I asked, as I walked into the kitchen, knowing that I would still hear the answer.
"Food", Bella replied, before walking into the kitchen. Like the front room I watched as Bella, looked around the kitchen before taking a seat at the small table.
I ignored her answer and went ahead and made her a sandwich, after making myself a few, I walked to the table and put the sandwich in front of her before sitting opposite her. I watched as she pushed the plate aside before I picked up my sandwich and took a bite.
"I'm not hungry Paul, so you might as well eat that also." Bella mumbled.
"Bella, just eat." I demanded, once I had swallowed my food.
"No, you can't force me, and I'm not hungry."
"I can and I will, let me remind you that I am bigger and stronger than you. I will mix it with water so it is runny and pour it down your fucking throat." I threatened, before taking another bite from my sandwich, trying to hide the tremors going through my body, because of my temper.
I watched as she pulled the plate back in front of her and picked the sandwich up before taking a small bite. I finished my food and got back up to fetch Bella a glass of water, and put it in front of her. I wasn't about to sit back down and watch her eat, that would put me off if someone watched me, and I just needed her to eat something.
"I'm just going to shower; you can put the TV on if you want."
I didn't wait for a reply, instead I ran up the stairs and into my bathroom, turning the shower on as hot as possible before climbing in. I washed slowly, giving her enough time to eat and to make herself comfortable.
Once done and dressed I walked down stairs expecting to see the TV on, I could hear her still in the kitchen. I looked at the table, almost happy that her plate was empty, I found Bella looking out the window above the kitchen sink. It wasn't until I got closer that I could smell the salt from her tears.
Why did the imprint gods see it fit to give me an imprint that is so emotional, I am shit at comforting anybody and it seems for the last few weeks I have constantly been mopping up Bella's tears.
I walked to the sink, and made her turn around so she was facing me. "Talk" I demanded before taking her arm and almost forcing her to walk into the living room.
I sat her down on the sofa before I turned and kneeled in front of her. "Why are you crying now?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Well it obviously does, otherwise you would not be crying. So what is going on with you, why are you suddenly not eating or sleeping?" I asked her, leaving out the part where she is pushing everybody away, no point making her angry, as that would just make me angry with her.
"I'm going to die; I just know the tests are going to come back positive."
"You are not going to die; you know that my sense of smell is sensitive. I picked up a long time ago that there was something wrong with Charlie, Sam also picked up the same thing. You don't smell like that, I've told you this so many times."
"What if my disease smells different?" Bella asked, I wanted to be sarcastic and honest, but there was no way I could tell her that Charlie smells of death.
"So because you have this stupid idea," I watched as her eyebrows rose as I said stupid, but ignored her before continuing on. "Yes Bella, you're stupid idea, you just decided that you would give up trying to live?"
"No, I want to live, but every time I try to eat my throat feels like it is closing up. Every time I close my eyes, I keep seeing my own funeral."
I growled at her, when she mentioned her funeral, the thought of her dead and in a coffin, sent my wolf on edge. I took a step back, shaking trying to stop the wolf from making an appearance.
"You are not going to die, until you are old and wrinkly. You die, I die, and I'm pretty sure the imprint gods would not let me imprint on somebody who was going to die early."
"Why would you die, if I died?" Bella asked, I walked slowly back towards her and sat on the sofa next to her.
I took her hand and griped it lightly, "Because one cannot live without the other, if something was to happen to me and I die, you would join me. It's the same for me, so there would have been no point me imprinting on you if you were going to die, that would leave the Reservation with one less protector, it just doesn't make sense."
"I need those results back Paul, its killing me not knowing, and I know that you think you know that the results will be negative. But I just want to hear it from the consultant."
"I know, but you can't stop living, what happens if you get the results back and everything is fine but because you have not looked after yourself, you have made yourself too ill and die anyway." I explained, turning so I could look directly into her eyes.
"I've been stupid." Bella mumbled, I didn't answer her, she knew she had been, and there was no point in rubbing it in.
I dropped her hand and got off of the sofa, walking towards the shelf that had all my DVDs, "What do you fancy watching, I have some comedies, or I have all the Lord of the Rings trilogy?"
"I don't mind Paul, you choose."
"Nope, you are my guest, your choice, there is nothing here I don't like. Come and have a look."
After much swapping and changing, Bella finally decided to watch the Lord of the Rings, so once I set the first DVD up. I went into the kitchen and grabbed some soda and a big bag of chips.
We watched in near silence, all that could be heard for the next three hours was our breathing, I forgotten how good this film was, we were sat either side of the sofa. At some point during the film, Bella had taken her shoes off and had curled up into a ball. I kept looking to see if she was going to fall asleep, but she seemed glued to the TV.
Once the film finished, I stood up and switched it off. "So what did you think?"
"It was good, I almost wished I had watched it earlier now, but they changed so much from the book."
"You read the book?" I asked.
"Yes, it's not one of my favourites, but when the films came out I thought I would read the books first."
"You're a nerd Bella." I chuckled.
I couldn't stop the grin, when she smiled back and I could almost see the sparkle return to her eyes. She needed more food and lots of sleep, before she would start to look better.
"I've got some frozen pizza and garlic bread, so I'm going to put that in the oven" I told her before going into the kitchen and putting the three pizzas and four garlic breads in the oven.
By the time I came back, Bella was putting the second Lord of the Rings into the DVD player. We sat and watched the film until the pizza was cooked and we sat in the kitchen eating. I didn't say anything as Bella ate her way through over half a meat pizza and a whole garlic bread. When I had finished eating the rest, I went to the freezer and chuckled when Bella's face lit up as she watched me get out a big tub of ice cream.
We decided to share the tub while watching the rest of the film, once the ice cream was gone, Bella curled up into my side and we finished watching the film. Just as the end credits rolled up the screen, I noticed that she had fallen asleep.
I turned everything off, and picked Bella up, carrying her upstairs to the guest bedroom. When I went to put her down, I felt Bella grab the top of my arm.
"Stay with me please." Bella whispered.
So I picked her back up, and walked out the room. "We will stay in my room then, the bed is bigger."
I felt her hum before laying her down, and the then getting in next to her. I did think of maybe taking her jeans off, but I'm sure that would push the friend boundaries and she would be mortified tomorrow morning when she wakes up.
I awoke with a start, looking out the window, surprised by how late in the morning it was. Bella was wrapped around me, with her head resting on my chest. Last night, was the best sleep I had had in years, I could feel the extra energy needing to be burnt.
I slowly climbed out of bed, placing my pillow where my chest was, I watched silently as Bella wrapped her arms around the pillow before going back into a deep sleep.
I used the bathroom and had a quick shower; it was close to lunchtime so I thought I would make a huge cooked breakfast, so I wouldn't need to cook again until later. Once I got everything out ready and the eggs cracked, I quickly checked on Bella, surprised that she was still fast asleep.
Twenty minutes later, I had all the food laid out on the table, my stomach was growling with the smell. Eggs, bacon, toast, pancakes and chopped fruit, I couldn't believe how much I had made without burning anything.
I walked back to my room, and was surprised to see Bella sat up in bed looking confused.
"You wanted to sleep next to me, and my bed is bigger than the guest bed." I spoke, coming closer to the bed, suddenly feeling nervous.
"You didn't have to" Bella replied, shrugging her shoulders.
"I know, but you needed the sleep, and if it meant that you slept better, I didn't mind. To be honest with you, that was the best night's sleep I think I have ever had."
"And me, I didn't dream once." Bella said, sounding almost relieved.
I grabbed Bella's hand and dragged her out of bed, "come on, breakfast is ready, and it's going cold."
I almost dragged her into the kitchen; I smiled when I heard Bella gasp before her belly growled.
"Help yourself; eat as much as you can."
I watched as she loaded up her plate, before I loaded up mine. We ate in silence; I was shocked when she helped herself to a second plate full, before I ate the rest.
"I'm full, I can't move. When did you learn to cook like that?" Bella asked, as she slumped in her chair.
"I had no choice, after my mom left, some of the parents on the Reservation would cook for me but I couldn't rely on it so I had no choice."
"Do you hear from your mom?"
"Rarely, mostly birthdays and Christmas, but the phone calls are always short and she never tells me where she is."
"Why?" Bella asked, looking so sad.
"Don't be sad, please, we don't really get on. We never have done, when I was little, I would follow my dad around like his shadow. I think my mom got jealous, so rather than try to build a bond with me she got a job, even though my dad's drinking was not out of control then, and he was earning enough to pay all the bills."
"I'm sorry, you had to go through all of that, my story is so different to yours, my mom was great growing up. But she had no idea how to be a mother, I was the one who would make sure she would pay the bills and there was food in the cupboards. At times it would feel like I was growing up with my sister, the only times she would pull the mother card was when she would start a new hobby and get strange ideas."
"Like her refusing to allow you to have your blood tested?" I asked.
"Yes, but I have been thinking about that and I think she was more scared for me to find out about dads illness and maybe me having it." Bella explained, and it suddenly made sense, she was trying to hide the illness from Bella.
I didn't voice my opinion, it wouldn't achieve anything, and I didn't want to stop Bella from opening up.
The rest of the weekend went in a blur and before I knew it, Bella was driving us back to her house in Forks. She had homework to do, while I had the all night shift patrolling. Bella looked a lot better, she had slept without nightmares and even napping in the day to catch up, her appetite has also returned and she was now eating normally.
We pulled up on the drive outside Bella's house. "Can you come to dinner, one night this week before we have to go back to the hospital?" She asked turning so she could see me.
"I'm on another overnight patrol tomorrow night, but I can come Tuesday; ask Charlie if I can stay after dinner."
"Is it because of me, that you know have to do two all night patrols." Bella asked, looking guilty.
"Nope, Sam and I usually trade off with each other during the week when Jared has to go to school. I'm doing tonight and Monday night and he is then doing Tuesday and Wednesday. Thursday night I will do part of the night and he will do the rest. Jared usually patrols after school for a few hours so that we can both have some down time."
"Ok, I don't want everybody suffering because of me."
"Bella, nobody is suffering, we just swap, so we can work and have a break." I explained, before getting out the truck and meeting her at the front."
"Ok, so I will see you Tuesday." Bella said, looking down and her toes.
"Yes, unless you need me ok. If everything starts to get back on top of you again, ring me, if I'm not there then leave a message."
I watched as Bella nodded, before she started to walk up the steps towards her front door.
"Bye Bella, stay safe." I called out before she opened the door and disappeared inside. I walked into the forest and pulled my shorts off, tying them to my ankle before I felt the heat run up my body and my bones snapping allowing me to phase.
"She looks so much better." Jared thought, as he read my thoughts.
"I can't wait until Wednesday, the sooner Bella gets the results, the sooner she can start living again properly."
"Then maybe she will want to meet my Kim."
"Give her time, Jared, but I will try again ok, I don't want to push her at the moment, especially with Charlie and these stupid tests of hers. I'm near La Push, so you can phase back now if you want." I suggested, I liked the peace, when patrolling, it was easier to stay focused when I couldn't hear Sam or Jared's thoughts.
"Phasing back now, howl if you need me." Jared thought before his thoughts disappeared, leaving to my own thoughts, as I followed one of the patrol routes around the Reservation and up to Forks.
