Young Battles

Chapter Two

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Rose Point of View

My head pounded as I woke up in a very white room. "Mom, Dad?"

"Oh, Rose you had us so scared." Mom said as she stood up from my side and grasped my forearm.

"What happened?"

"You almost bled to death. Rose how could you be so stupid! It took hours for all the glass to be taken out of your hands!" Dad started to yell, I looked at my hands, I can't believe that I hadn't noticed that they were hurting so much until now. "What is wrong with you, are you trying to kill yourself?"

"Death doesn't sound to bad right now." I muttered. Mom sobbed quickly and dad marched out of the room. I laid my head back and sighed. I closed my eyes and felt the tears swell up and I cried along side my mom.

"What happened to you baby?"

"Something horrible because I was so stupid and wandered around London like a dumb lost girl, that's what happened."

My mom paled. "You mean... Rose honey... Were you... You know you can tell me anything right?"

I shook my head as more tears came out. "I - I just can't, not right now mom. I wish I could."

"Do you want me to ask the doctor to do blood tests?"

"If that's what you think you should do." She nodded and patted my shoulder softly.

"I'll be back in a few minutes." I nodded, my eyes still shut.

I heard the door open and feet shuffle. I opened my eyes to see the dark haired doctor get a needle ready to draw blood. I sat still and quiet and he tied the band around my upper arm and took blood samples. I saw my mom standing next to him in the shadows. Dad came in as the doctor was leaving his phone snapped shut and he looked at me.

"Rose I have arranged for you to go to a place where you will get better."

"What kind of place?" Mom asks.

"Yea, where are you making me go?"

"I have already set it up for you to go to a mental hospital. Rose don't think it's because we don't love you, it's because we love you."

"What just because I punched a fucking mirror you're shipping me the hell off! Why are you so concerned now anyway!"

"Rose, honey, please calm down." Mom interrupted me.

"Rose I have all the reason to put you in there."

"Like what! I hope you put me in there and I come out a hell of a lot worse!"

"I have many reasons."

"Like what?" I said with so much scorn in my voice.

"Well ever since we got back from London you won't look at anyone, you won't let people touch you. You hardly ever talk anymore and when you do it's to soft for anyone to really hear you. Then there's this mirror incident, and not to mention you just said you didn't think your little stunt wouldn't have been do bad if you would have died!"

I bit my lip as it quivered and looked out the window. Mom sighed and lightly laid her hand on my arm. "It's okay Rose, tell him." I shook my head. "Rose I really think you should tell your father."

"I can't."

"Rose are you doing drugs?" My dad asked.

"No." I could barely hear my voice.

"Tell me what the fuck is up with you! Now!"

"Language." Mom said.

I felt his hand grasp my chin and jerk to face him, "Talk." I flinched when he touched me, and screamed when he tightened his hand. I was out of control, I couldn't shake his hand off of me.

I stomach felt cold as the cool air brushed against my body. I was naked laying flat on the cold, wet, ground. I couldn't help but scream and scream, and scream once more. No one would hear me no one would ever hear me. I no one could hear me. I sobbed and I wrapped my arms around my naked chest and curled my knees up into my. My body shook as I cried, I wanted my parents, I wanted to be safe, I wanted to be clean.

But I don't think that would ever happen again. I felt around blindly in the dark for my cloths. My panties were no where to be found, but my other garments were intact and able to be found. I dressed quickly and ran from where I was. I just ran, and ran, and ran. I finally saw a building I knew was close to the hotel and found my way back. I walked in and knew I probably looked like I didn't belong in a high class hotel like this, but no one said anything as I walked to the elevator and got in. I hurried to my room after I got to my floor and jumped in the shower as soon as the lights clicked on. I threw my clothes away and fell asleep crying.

I felt my knees under my chin and knew that I had found my way into the fetal position. I sobbed openly and couldn't hear a word uttered from anyone else in the room till the doctor said he was going to sedate me.

I welcomed the darkness with open arms.

I sighed as I walked through the hall. Behind the double doors I passed through was a grass green carpet, and the walls were painted tan. I rubbed my bare arms and looked at the floor as my father walked behind me. I felt under dressed in my black tee shirt and pink pajama pants that had black, and purple pinstripes. They said I had to bring comfortable cloths, nothing with metal or strings. I can totally strangle myself with a drawstring. Please.

The interns went through my bags and saw nothing wrong with my panties, bras, sweats, pj pants, and shirts. I made sure that I pulled out the strings from my sweat pants, and sweat shirts that I decided to bring. I brought a blanket with me, which they gave me a weird as look when they pulled it out of one of my bags. They pulled out the stuffed koala bear that I've had since second grade and I stanched it out of their hands and cradled it in my hands. I brushed his soft fur with my fingers and looked at the man I took it from. I whispered sorry and looked at the ground, where my bunny slipper clad feet looked out of place.

A nurse came out and said, "Come this way I'll show you where you will sleep." I picked up one bag, and dad took the others and we fallowed the nurse. She took a ring of keys out and opened a plain white door with the number 8 on it. "We have two more females, and another male coming today other then you. We just had most of our kids graduate from here, we had eight girls and nine boys. Two girls and one male didn't graduate last week. You'll graduate one time if you don't fall back and get your rank put down. You start at the bottom red band." She grabbed my wrist and put a red hospital bracelet on it. "The way you lose rank is if you don't do an assignment the doctor gives you, you give an attitude, or you harass anyone else here, or you harm yourself in any way. We have to trips to the gym a day you will be made to participant or you will go down a rank. You are not aloud to stay in your room alone you must always be in the room right there." She pointed to the lobby-ish room I just came from. " You can put your stuff in your room, you'll get a notebook after dinner. When your done putting you stuff in here say your goodbyes and go to the meeting room where the others are. The new kids will get there when they arrive. We will have introductions and hopefully some of you guys will talk without being forced to socialize." She opened the door and smiled at us. "You have ten minutes, if you have to use the lav come to the nurses station and we will take you to the bathroom and unlock it for you. We will wait outside the door. You have ten minutes, and close your door when you leave it."

I sighed and walked in the boring room and sat on the bed. The mattress was uncomfortable, and the blanket was rough and itchy. I quickly crumpled the ugly orange fabric up and threw it in the corner of the room. I put my blanket on the bed and sighed, I dumped the clothes in the middle of the floor and would get to them later when I had time. I balled my fists up with looked like ground meat at this point and felt the sting of tears. My tests had came back clean from the hospital, and my hands had all motion so my hands were fine. I felt my dads hands on my shoulders and shook them off. I walked out of the room and waited for them the walk out before closing the door behind them.

"Rose I'm going to miss you so much." My mom said with her arms held up like she was going to hug me.

"Whatever see you whenever I fucking graduate." I walked away from then to the meeting room and didn't look back as I heard my mom sob.

Alice Point of View

My mom ran into the room and looked at my pitiful place on the ground. "This is so much better then what I thought he had seen. I swear if he would have seen you dead in here I would have never been able to fix him in the head."

I coughed as my vision went black again vaguely feeling something hot drip from my mouth and down my face. I remember opening my eyes once more and having to close them quickly because the room was so brightly white. I groaned and saw that IV's were taped to my chicken arm. The doctor walked in and checked my vitals. "How are you feeling?"

"My head hurts."

"Are you sure that's it?"

I nodded not saying the fact the my stomach and throat were screaming at me. "Where's my deadbeat mom?"

"Your mom signed some papers and thought it would be best to not be here when you woke up."

"What kind of papers?"

"The kind that will put you in a good place for you."

"What the hell are you talking about."

"Ms. Brandon you have a very serious eating disorder, if you're not put in a place that will make you eat and monitor your vitamin intake you will die. You are barly alive now, I have no idea how you survived this long, how long have you not been eating?"

"A year."

"Well you were small to begin with your records say. You're on a steroid that will help your stomach expand to normal size again. You're on a drip that will give you what you need, and you will be here for a week then you will be transferred to Seattle Youth Mental Hospital where you will stay until a doctor thinks you are fit to return to your home." With then he left, it was said that my mom couldn't even come and see me. She could have brought the twins to see me, but I don't think she even cared about me anymore.

A nurse came to the hospital where I was and picked me up. I didn't have any bags, and no clothes so I only had gray sweat pants and a very big, and baggy white tee shirt from the hospital. We drove in silence after she told me her name was Cara and the rules of rank. Once we got to the hospital she showed me my room and told me to go to meeting room where everyone else would be when they finally got here.

When I walked in I saw two blond girls and a brunette, and there was a blond male reading a book on the couch. One blond was super skinny she was probably here because she was like me, the brunette looked like a cutter, she probably hit a vein. The other blond looked like a super model and was sitting against a wall a with a stuffed bear in her hands. She wasn't unnaturally skinny and she didn't have any scars on her forearms. Her hands look like a bear had ate them and spit them back out though. I sighed and sat across the room from the normal looking blond waiting for the others to come.

Bella Point of View

My head felt groggy as hell and it felt so heavy too. I groaned as I opened my eyes and saw nothing but a white environment around me. I blinked and heard the beep of a hospital machine. "Shit."

"Yes shit is what you should be saying, how could you do that to me Isabella?" I heard my father say. I groaned and looked over to see my father. He looked twenty years older then last time I had seen him, which was before I took a pill cocktail.

"I'm sorry, dad."

"Sorry isn't what you should be saying."

"Then what should I be saying?"

"You shouldn't be saying anything at all because by all rights you should be dead! Do you know what that would have done to me? I just got you back, but I had to lose you mom in the process. Do you know how I feel?" I felt tears go down my cheeks. In all my pain I had never thought about how Charlie would feel.

"I'm sorry you shouldn't have had to see me like that."

"No I'm so happy that I saw you like that, because if I hadn't I might have not been able to save you."

"I love you, just in case you didn't think I did."

"Bella I love you too. So I much that I'm going to get you help. I found a very good place for you to get help at."

"Okay."

"No fighting?"

"I think that it would be good for me if I got help, then I could get better and come home to be with you." I left out the part where I couldn't stand the fact the he would have to see the cuts on my arms and maybe one day find me dead in my room. I left out the fact that I knew that I was hurting him and that me leaving will make everything better for him. Just like old times before my fucked up self came back into him life.

I held him hand and closed my eyes. I'm pretty sure he thought I had fallen asleep.

I felt at home in my black sweatpants and a dark blue tee. Dad walked next to me he was clearly crying and I felt horrible for putting him through this. "Dad I can go by myself if you want me to."

"No honey I'm okay." I pulled my hair over my shoulder and played with my curls as the nurses checked my small bag. I walked behind the nurse and laid my meager belongings on my bed and hugged my father goodbye before going into the meeting room they wanted me to go to.

There was four guys there and four other girls there. They said this place was for teens in trouble from all over the state of Washington, I don't think I knew any of these people. I sat down in the floor cross legged and waited for whatever person or people were supposed to come in and introduce us all. We were all made to sit in a circle and the lady would point to each of us, we would say our name. There was a Lauren, Rose, Emmett, Edward, Jessica, Jasper, Josh, Alice, and then me. The nurse smiled and said, "Raise your hand if you' re willing to tell us why you are here."

I rose my hand after I saw that everyone else had.

I was finally able to post another chapter! Awesome. :) I hope you guys are happy it took me a week to make this perfect in my view. I think from now on to make my chapters top par, and because my one story is so abandoned right now, the next chapter I write will be on "You've Got to be Kidding Me." Please review and give me love. Tell me if you like it.