Sorry i havent updated in so long. my internet is having "issues" and i dont know how offten it will let me on im posting 2 chapters now this on and one more. i promise to update as soon as i can lovers all of you

Bella's POV

It was time for another group meeting. I really hated these things. We all have to sit together in a room and talk about how we feel and what we've done. I think it's pointless. Is it not embarrassing enough to have to tell everything to the doctor, and then have to tell everyone else here to? Why was I the only one that seemed to see this? I did as I always did in group. I went to the chair as far away from Sarah, the group leader, as possible. Sometimes she pretended like I wasn't there. That was when I almost liked her.

As everyone else filed in, you could see the groups forming. Just like high school. Everyone sits with their own. There were the anorexics, or as the attendants called them, guests with food issues. The druggies or guest with substance-abuse issues. And the rest like me, are the assorted psychos. We are called guest with behavioral issues. I hated all the technical terms they made us use. If someone called themselves a psycho for being here, they had their "points" taken away. "Points" are the facilities stupid attempt for order around here. You have to reach a certain number of "points" before they let you out of here. I had none, but that didn't surprise anyone. The only way you can get points is if you do well in group, in the one on one sessions, and are caught doing "good deeds".

Yesterday was a visiting day, where our family or friends can come in and view the freak show. Sarah wanted us to talk about what we did during our visit time. She said we would be going around the room today. Great just what I need. Everyone staring at the ugly silent girl.

I thought about just getting up and walking out but I knew that would cause me to be brought back to the doctor's conference room, which would lead to him going on and on about how there must be something I want to talk about since I had to leave. Apparently when I did this it meant I wanted him to drag me back in there so I could talk to him alone about whatever was bothering me.

So instead I looked out the window and pictured myself outside in the sun. I was back in Phoenix soaking in the sun. I was about to smile to myself when my daydream turned into a nightmare. I was back in that all too familiar meadow. It was sunny and he had his back to me. Then he turned around and smiled at me, with his beautiful crooked smile.

I was barley aware of Sarah beside me, holding me against her. Why was she holding me? Then I heard the crying. I wonder who was crying. Shouldn't Sarah be holding them instead of me? I felt the tears hitting my hands and I realized the sobs where coming from me. I didn't want to break down. That was the last thing I wanted. I tried to stop but they seemed to only come out harder.

Sarah and one of the nurses carried me back to my room. The sat me on the bed and asked if I were alright. What kind of stupid question was that? If I were alright I wouldn't be locked up in the loony bin. I want to scream this at them. But I just lay down on my bed and ignored them until they gave up and left.

The older scars on my arms were itching. I lifted my sleeves up and looked at them. They were ugly and disgusting. They looked just like me. I closed my eyes and thought about my chances of getting caught if I pulled my secret out from under my mattress. I sighed and said what the hell. I reached under and pulled out a beautiful shinny safety pin that I snatched off the front desk when no one was looking. I was saving it for when I would need it the most, and right now, with his smile still haunting me when I closed my eyes, well it seemed as good a time as any. I cried as I felt the pain spread across my arm.

Edward's POV

I was waiting with Carlisle while we waited on Dr. Marshall to arrive. When he came through the door, I caught a whiff of freesia. It wasn't strong, very light but there. It broke my heart to smell that. Someone here must have gotten them as a gift or something.

"Carlisle! Its good to see you. Terrible terms but still a pleasure. Now would you like to go over her case or meet her? She should be out of group by now. I don't believe they were planning to do much besides talk about visiting day yesterday. And considering she wont talk to anyone…well its bound to be short."

I saw Carlisle stiffen. Blood. No. Edward, leave the building now! don't breathe just get out NOW!

I did as he said. I held my breath. I hadn't hunted in a while so I assumed that's why he was acting this way. I didn't stop to question him though.

"Dad, im just going to go around town while you work." I was just about to walk out of the door when it opened. I had been so busy trying to figure out why Carlisle was acting this way that I hadn't noticed her thoughts.

"Dr. Marshall, suicide attempt. We have the bleeding controlled but she is being…difficult."

I took a glance at Dr. Marshall. He looked terrified. please don't let it be her.

"is it.." the nurse nodded.

I didn't want to be here for any more of the conversation. I walked as fast as possibly until I was out of the building.