Nope, still don't own Twilight. I should make some calls. Anyways here's your chapter! In this chapter Carlisle is a temporary mind reader!School starts soon so this might be the last update of the summer if it is lets have a moment of silence.....moment over

BPOV

"Why don't you make me?" he asked with a devilish grin. Ok what the heck is this weirdo up to? He dragged me over to a wooden chair and tied me down. He tied a bandana around my mouth so I couldn't talk. "Now…" he trailed off stroking my leg while taking off my shoes. Then everything went black. When I woke up I saw that I had bruises that were in some odd places… I wake up in a gasp, clutching Seth's arm. I never really wake up screaming; just feeling like my throat has been closed.

"What's the matter?" he asks sitting up. I don't want to burden him. I'll lie, and if this proceeds I'll tell Carlisle. He can diagnose me with PTSD.

"Bad dream, just go back to sleep Seth." Let's just hope this stops. It was three in the morning and I couldn't get to sleep so I went to get a cup of water. Deep breaths, kept telling myself. I walked back to my room and tried to get back to sleep but nothing helped. The flashbacks KEPT coming. I was so tired in the morning but decided to go to class. I ended up being a couple minutes late so I called Carlisle.

"What's up, Bailey?" Alice asked. I can't tell her.

"I need to call Carlisle or talk to him." I say in a rush. This was to embarrassing.

"Hello?"

"Carlisle? Can I come in after my classes are over? I need to talk to you." I say blushing.

"What, about?" he asks.

"I think I have PTSD, I'm having flashbacks of my…" I trail off. "I woke up at three and couldn't get to sleep, well back to sleep."

"Ok, is six o clock a good time?"

"Six thirty would be better." I answer.

"Ok six thirty."

"Thanks." Dylan finally came and class started. I was the advice columnist-heck you have to start somewhere.

Dear Lily,

My fiancé is having troubles sleeping. She said she was just having bad dreams. But I think she was having a flashback of something that happened to her. She's had a rough past and i dont want her to be in pain. I'm worried about her…help?

Confused.

Seth. Thank god this is anonymous! Yeah, I'm not allowed to tell Seth.

Dear Confused,

Just tell your fiancé that you love her first off. Give her some space she's probably going through a lot of mental struggles. She's probably embarrassed and doesn't want anyone to know. Just tell her that she can trust you and that everything will be ok. Good luck.

Next!

Dear Lily,

I'm pregnant and this is my last year in collage. (6 months!) My mother knows and says she's willing to help a little bit. My boyfriend says that is I don't put the kid up for adoption he'll leave me. He's half of my finical support, but I already know the sex of the baby and have a name, Max. Should I give Max up to save my relationship or drop out? Please help.

-Confusingly Pregnant

Wow. Ok, how am I going to help?

Dear Confusingly Pregnant,

It ultimately comes down to YOU. I don't think you need to drop out by any means. Yes, you might loose a relationship-which is always stressful. And a baby is a big responsibility. What I believe you should do is talk with your boyfriend and say, 'I NEED your help. It took BOTH of us to make this baby. So you should help.' You have your mother and there are always night classes. My advice is: that you should talk it out with your boyfriend and let him know that he should step up or have adoption be a last resort. Just don't wait for adoption if you do end up deciding. I hope this helps. God bless you and Max.

I had to do this-answer letters for the next three hours before I had to go to the general classes. I was called to stay after. Odd.

"Bailey, what happened yesterday?" Dylan asks. I passed out.

"I passed out." I say simply.

"Yes, I know. But why?" he demands.

"I don't know why!" I shout.

"How do you not know!?" he shouts.

"Temper." I tell him as I walk out of the building. What was up with everyone? I don't know. Classes sucked but were over soon enough. I walked to the McDonald's and Seth texted me.

U ok? Seemed stressed. 3 u! :D

!Seth!

Sorta…gonna b late 2night. :p

Bail

Y? u can trust me

:) ik! I think I have PTSD the "nightmares" lasted all night :( Carlisle is gonna check me out….

at least ur getting helped

yeah g2g

aww! kk c u l8r

I walked and grabbed my car and drove down to the Cullen's. I knocked on the door and Dr. Carlisle answered. "Right on time!" He grinned. Revealing all of his super sharp teeth. "So what happened?" He asked calmly. I knew that Carlisle could read minds so I told him through thought. Tears were spilling down my cheeks. "Bailey I am so sorry." He said sympathetically.

"Me too." I mumble.

"So why do you think that you have PTSD?" he asked.

"Because, I'm having flashbacks everyday, at night. And it happens at the worst times! Or I'll just black out!" I say in a rush.

"I think that you made a correct diagnosis, you do have PTSD. I'll write you a prescription that you'll take everyday." He wrote the prescription and I was on my way. I drove home and it was almost nine.

"Hey Seth." I grin as I shut the door behind me.

"Hey. So…." He trailed off coming to stand next to me.

"PTSD."

"Severe, mild, just a little?" he asked.

"Carlisle thinks that its mild and so do I."

"Well at least your getting treated."

"Exactly. Now lets go to bed, I am so tired." I yawn.

"Ok." Seth grins and then picked me up bridal style and carried me to our room. "Night, Bailey."

"Night, Seth." I grin.

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