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"You survived the weekend," Banner says, greeting me at the door with a slap on the back.
"Barely."
"Did you use your opposite actions?"
"Yes," I sigh heavily. "The entire weekend was one gigantic opposite action. Otherwise I never would've left my Louis."
"Who's Louis?"
"Oh, my bed. You know, I'm in the furniture design business."
"Yes, I remember. I just didn't realize you refer to your pieces by name," he says, amused.
"Not all of them. It was kind of a thing with Bella."
"Like that chair that you two broke."
"Can we get back to my problems, please?"
-o-
"Okay, Edward. You're going to see Bella tomorrow. Tell me what makes you the most anxious about that."
"I fear that she won't forgive me."
"What can you do about that?"
"Not a damn thing; it's her emotional decision. I get it, but it sucks."
"The question is, can you accept her decision?"
"Do I have a choice?"
"You always have a choice. You can make wise decisions about whether and how to take action, or you can fall into the intense, desperate, and often destructive emotional reactions that turn you into the Hulk."
"Neither one will bring Bella back."
-o-
"Not in the short run. But if you're really looking to change, to be that man you strive to be, your response will be a major hurdle to clear. You have to decide for yourself, Edward. It really is all up to you."
Even the thought of her face-to-face rejection makes me feel dizzy. I honestly don't know if I can handle it. "Maybe I shouldn't go to my appointment. I can keep working, practice my skills some more..."
"You mean, hide?"
Fuck, he's right. "No, I don't want to hide."
"Okay then. Let's talk about what you can control."
A/N: Nowhere to run, nowhere to hide... XXX ~BOH