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Chapter 17: Saving Edward
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Two Weeks Later
"He hasn't written in two weeks, Alice. I'm starting to think that something's wrong."
She rolled her eyes and went back to the shirt she was designing.
"It's fine, Bella. He's being taken care of in rehab. I bet he just got caught in something."
I huffed and looked down at my latest photo-shoot pictures. Tyler, the photographer, had been right when he said that something was missing. My pictures just didn't look quite…right.
"But he usually writes a letter to at least one of the family members. He hasn't written to anyone."
I saw her shaking her head from the corner of my eye. This was the third time we'd talked about Edward not writing to any of the family or friends. I decided to drop it since I didn't want to deal with another fight with Alice. But I'm still going to look into things.
Once I went home from Alice's house I decided to do some research on Hiderdale Rehabilitation Center. We'd already had problems with Tiffany. She was the best person in the whole world…
Tiffany Anderson had heard about Edward Mason being checked into the Hiderdale Rehab Center (or HRC). She faked her diploma saying that she's a nurse. How she got that past her employers, I'll never know. She has, apparently, had an obsession with Edward since he first became an actor.
Once she found out about his rehab she signed up for the job as his nurse. Her application was accepted without question and that's when Edward and me started having problems. She had been intercepting all of our letters.
She ended up being admitted to an insane asylum; something about borderline personality disorder with narcissistic tendencies. I'm just glad that she's away from my Edward now.
I started getting frustrated after clicking a few links but with no good results. Just articles about the mysterious Hiderdale Rehab Center. I mean, I understood that it's a rehab center for famous people but there has to be something about HRC.
After an hour of searching I slammed my laptop closed and rubbed my eyes. I didn't know research could be this annoying this quickly. In school you always knew there would be an end result. But what about when it has to do with real life?
I got up and made a quick sandwich. There was something in the back of my mind nagging at me, but I couldn't quite place my finger on it. I went back to my laptop and clicked on the last article I was reading.
Written by Angela Weber
The mysterious Hiderdale Rehabilitation Center
There's not much that anyone can say about Hiderdale Rehabilitation Center (or HRC). Not many know where it is actually located. All that is known about HRC is that it's where celebrities go for rehabilitation. It is know that the famous Edward Mason as recently been admitted to a rehab center. It's not known which one, but we have a pretty good guess.
There are several questions concerning this place. We have even spoken with the famous (or infamous) Dr. Brusky. He's been a resident at HRC for over fifteen years. He has refused to give us any straight answers. When asked what makes HRC so private and simply answered,
"Why does this place matter so much to the public?"
Are we just attempting to meddle with the lives of celebrities? Are we just nosy about anything that we shouldn't know about? These are just a couple of the many questions. Although, I think there's something fishy about Hiderdale Rehabilitation Center.
I bookmarked the article and searched Angela Weber herself. She is a famed reporter from Seattle, Washington with very good credibility. I clicked on another link and got the phone number for this reporter. A small chat wouldn't hurt, would it?
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"This is Bella Swan, as in the Bella Swan?" came an exasperated voice from the phone.
I chuckled and nodded but realized that she couldn't actually see me.
"Yes, this is Isabella Swan. I was doing some research on Hiderdale Rehab Center and one of your articles came up. Do you think that we could meet and talk about what you know?"
The silence on the other end was deafening. I had expected something more like interest or excitement in talking about something that we agreed upon. Especially when it has to do with a mystery.
"I don't know what you are talking about, Miss Swan."
I was taken aback. Had I called the wrong number?
"You are Angela Weber, correct?" She sighed and confirmed what I thought was true.
"Then why won't you talk to me, Angela? I think we both have some interesting theories as to what goes on there."
"Look, Miss Swan, I thought that article had been taken down. I'd rather that you didn't call me again and I don't suggest you go looking for answers about that place. Just pretend like you'd never even heard of them."
I heard the phone click and looked at mine to see the words Call Ended. What had just happened?
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I was going to stop right after Bella considered talking to Angela. Then I realized that would make a terrible author with how short the updates have been lately. I hope this makes you happy!