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Chapter eight – Ellie

Dr. Cullen stayed quiet for a few minutes. It was kind of awkward; me just laying there and Dr. Cullen staring at me, obviously waiting for something.

I was the first to break the silence by coughing. Dr. Cullen looked at me with a serious expression. What now, I thought.

"Ellie, no one seems to know how you went into shock and I have no clue as to why you did." he said.

Did he want me to tell him? No way was I telling a stranger! Even if it was a hot doctor. "Yeah, it was weird huh?" I mumbled.

"What are you hiding? We can help." Dr. Cullen said.

I let out a frustrated sigh. I didn't need help! "Look, Dr. Cullen right?" I said. I was about to talk again when he interrupted me.

"Call me Carlisle."

"Fine." I sighed. "Carlisle, nothing is wrong with me. I am fine. I don't need help either."

I was taking deep breaths, trying to calm myself down. I didn't want to have a go at someone who looked like they really wanted to help me and Carlisle did. So I was trying to calm myself down and not turn into my hot headed brother.

"There are scars on your wrist and there is bruising all over your body." Dr. Cullen said.

I wanted to scream at him. I wanted to make him forget all about the bruising and the scars. But at the same time I wanted to tell him.

I bit my lip so I wouldn't tell him.

Dr. Cullen sighed. "You are fine. When your brother comes back he can take you home." I nodded. "I know we don't know each other that well, but if you need to tell someone something I'm here. I won't judge either." he added. I nodded.

For some reason I kind of trusted him. Like I trusted Brady.

Paul walked in and looked at Carlisle. It was obvious my brother hated him.

The next day, I was sitting at home bored out of my head. There was nothing to do.

Paul wouldn't let me go back to school, which I really wanted to do so I could see my friends. And he wouldn't let me out of his sight. Even when he had to go to work, he got one of his friends to keep an eye on me. It would usually be Brady, as much as I complained. But I felt safe when he was around, as much as I hated to admit it.

I was laying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, when there was a knock on the door. I looked up and saw Brady looking at me.

He was currently 'babysitting' me.

I couldn't keep my eyes off him. I knew I was liking him more but I didn't want to. If Cain found out I would be in so much trouble and he might hurt Brady. Although Brady looked like he could take care of himself. I didn't doubt that one bit.

I was staring into his dark brown eyes that any girl could get lost into.

I shook my head and tried to get Brady out of my head. "Yeah?" I asked.

"I wanted to know how you were feeling." he said.

"Absolutely fantastic." Okay I was lying and I seemed to be getting better at it.

Brady had a small smile on his lips. "You are such a bad liar."

I frowned. I thought I was getting better. "I'm not lying."

Another lie.

"Ellie, are you going to tell us what happened?" he asked.

I laid there deciding whether to answer or not. We stayed quiet for a few minutes. Finally I said, "I might. Depends whether I trust you enough."

"What about Paul? You trust him enough, right?" Brady asked.

"No. He lost my trust awhile ago. Not even my friends know." I replied.

He nodded. "Well, Paul will be back soon."

I nodded.

Brady took once last look at me and walked out.

I put my head back on the pillow and closed my eyes.

An hour later, I heard knocking on the front door. I went downstairs and saw Paul asleep on the sofa. I rolled my eyes and answered the door. I smiled when I saw Hannah, Mica, Luke, Jonas and Marcus.

I opened the door wider for them to come in. Jonas had his arm around Mica, Luke was holding Hannahs hand and Marcus looked like the odd one out.

Marcus and I were the odd one out of the group. Cain didn't like any of my friends so he never sat with us. So that left Marcus and I on our own.

Out of the guys, I was the closest to Marcus. He was like my brother.

Marcus was the only guy that was full quiliute. Jonas and Luke were half.

We walked up to my room. I sat on my bed with Luke and Hannah sat on his lap. Jonas sat on the floor and Mica sat in between his legs. Marcus sat on the chair.

"So what happened?" Hannah asked.

"Nothing really Han. I had a shock that's all." I mumbled.

"Yeah but how did you get that shock?" she asked.

I hated it. I couldn't even lie to her because she knew when people lied. So instead I shrugged. "I don't want to talk about it." I replied.

She nodded, seeming to understand. That was why she was my best friend.

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