hey Guys. Sorry I wasnt able to update last week. I was at a fund raiser for my school which was very successful, then I went to a concert which was awesome. best concert EVER! I was probably a few yards from famous Christian singers which was awesome. But I was also upset about the amount of reviews I received 2 weeks ago. It was very poor, I probably had 12 reviews over all 3 stories which is averaging 4 per story. I had thought about updating last Sunday but I thought yall could go another week. I have to admit last week had been long 4 test in a week, WOW! lets see, Science, US History, Math, and Computer test. You know usually everyone's History teacher is boring but mine is like very EXCITING! You cant fall asleep in his class, but he is really strict, and he cusses but I ignore that. He can be fun when he wants too. Like right now he is letting us to US maps when we got the Louisanna Purchase, Florida Purchase, and the mexico dispute thingy.
Also I have this Thursday off for Veterans Day and then I have a half day on Friday which i have no Idea why we are going back for only a few hours. But then 2 weeks from Tuesday I will have that Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, Friday off for Thanks giving. But then once we get back a week after Basketball season starts. So you will probably get a few updates hopefully during thanksgiving or I will be working on them. I am thinking about starting some new stories but I am no where close to finishing or I dont plan on finishing 200 years or Why me? in a while but however Kidnapped at the bank is finally coming to an end after 3 more chapters. But I hate to keep yall from reading.
PLEASE! PLEASE! PLEASE REVIEW! I NEED "EM. If I get at least 7 reviews per chapter I will be updating on Thursday, deal. No repeating reviews by the same person. Now please continue and read.

Enjoy. I dont own Anything

Warriorgirl11

Chapter 23

Esme's POV

I walked down the hallway quietly. I was just thinking about Bella. Poor poor Bella. Edward had beaten the mess out of her. I was so ashamed of what my own son had done. Carlisle and I should have put a stop to this a long time ago. Where did he even get that equipment at?

Alice, Rosalie, and I had already started arranging Bella's room. It was going to be a purplish color but we still had many more things to get for her. We had already painted half of the room. Bella had only been asleep for a week and we didn't want to paint the room too fast. We wanted her to have say in it.

Then I heard thrashing and I ran to Carlisle's study and found Bella panicking. "Carlisle," I called to my dear husband as Bella cried trying to get away from all the wires in her, only hurting herself.

"Bella, honey calm down. Please," I pleaded trying to get her to calm down but she wouldn't listen to me.

"Please let me go!" She screamed and pulled the IV out of her arm.

Then Carlisle rushed in and pulled a shot out of his desk and before she could see it, he plunged it into her thigh. Then after a few seconds she whimpered as Carlisle took it out. Then silenced filled the room.

"There. That should put her out till tomorrow which gives us a while to go to Seattle with Edward. Which reminds me, we need to leave in a few minutes. I will go get Edward," Carlisle said as he left the room. I kissed Bella forehead, fore I saw her as my own daughter and went back to Carlisle and my room and grabbed my purse and walked down stairs to Carlisle's Mercedes.

"Ready, Love?" Carlisle asked me and I nodded as I slipped into the front seat of the car.

"When can I have Isabella back?" Edward growled impatiently from the back seat as we pulled out of the drive way.

"Edward I have already told you about a million. You are not getting her back. You have injured her in many places, son," Carlisle said to Edward patiently.

"I will get her back Carlisle," Edward growled as I relaxed in my seat and the long car ride began.

Several hours later at Seattle General Hospital…..

"Hello, how can I help you?" asked the front desk lady as Carlisle approached the desk so we could get in for Edward's appointment with Dr. Andrew Underwood.

"Yes my son, Edward Cullen, has an appointment with Dr. Underwood," Carlisle replied motioning to an angry Edward who had his arms crossed behind us. We really needed to fix his attitude.

"Oh yes just go right through those doors over there and go to room 2. Have a good day, Mr. Cullen," The nurse said and Carlisle wrapped his arm around my waist.

"Thank you. Edward come," Carlisle said and Edward followed us with a huff. Edward looked like a mad 7 year old with his arms cross. We had taken every single contacting device he had and Jasper and Emmet had gone down with a mallet to the basement the other night and smashed all of the equipment.

We went down the short hall way passing several of nurses who gave both Edward and Carlisle good looks.

Then we went into the small examination room and I sat in the chair as Edward and Carlisle stood up. Carlisle then told Edward to sit on the little bed and we all waited.

A few minutes later a short blond haired man walked in with a doctor's coat on. "Hello, Dr. and Mrs. Cullen. How are you today?" The man asked. "I am Dr. Andrew Underwood. Pleased to meet you."

"We are good. It is nice to meet you too. My name is Carlisle, this is my wife, Esme, and my son, Edward," Carlisle replied shaking Dr. Underwood's hand shortly. Then he shortly shook mine and then held his hand out to Edward but Edward just starred at the wall furiously.

"Well. What can I help you with today?" He asked looking at Edward.

"First of all I would like to apologize for my son's behavior. That is what we need your help with. I hear you are the best doctor in Seattle, Edward seems to have an anger issue problem. We don't know what to do," Carlisle said and I nodded quietly just watching.

"Well I can get an MRI and a Cat scan today done. Then it will take only a few minutes for the results," (I have no Idea what an MRI is or a Cat scan. Please tell me. I have no info on them. So forgive me if I am wrong. Bye) Said Dr. Underwood.

"Please do that. We will do anything to get our sweet Edward back," I said quietly and Carlisle brushed his hand through my hair.

"Will do. Please follow me. They keep a special room open for MRIs and Cat scans for me," Said Dr. Underwood and we followed him to a special room with all kinds of equipment. Edward just huffed again as Dr. Underwood strapped something onto his head.

Carlisle and I stood with Dr. Underwood behind a glass wall while the nurses did the tests on Edward. He just sat there saying nothing. Which I knew he just wanted to just throw everything over and go get Bella. I think that he loved her but he had changed ever since he laid his eyes on her. He just got so pocessive, no one could stop it.

"Here, wait in my office and I will be back in a few minutes with Edward's results," Dr. Underwood said as we sat in his office. Edward stood in the corner as I laid my head on Carlisle's shoulder and we waited for a few minutes and Dr. Underwood came back and sat at his deck.

"What did you find?" My husband asked curiously.

"Well the results say that your son has Split Personality Disorder," Dr. Underwood said and I hoped it was curable.

"Is it curable?" I asked cautiously, scared to know the answer.

"Yes it is, Mrs. Cullen. All Edward needs is surgery and a few weeks of therapy. He will probably be better in about 2 or 3 months. Hopefully we can have the surgery done by Christmas which is in 2 weeks as you know," The doctor said and I nodded.

"We will do anything. When will this take place?" I asked and Dr. Underwood looked through a book.

"Well we can do the surgery on Friday (Monday) and keep him over night and you will be home by Saturday night. Simple then 2 therapy sessions a week and he should be better by the end of January," He said and I smiled.

"Thank you. We will come back on Friday. Thank you for your time," Carlisle thanked him and they shook hands.

"Your welcome, see the person at the front desk to schedule your time. See you on Friday," Dr. Underwood said. "Here is Edward's prescription to control his temper until Friday."

We later went and scheduled Edward's appointment which did not make him happy and then we went home. Hopefully the house wasn't burnt down. We never left Emmet alone in the house with out an older older adult.