A/N: So I know this is late, but I live in Vegas and it's still the 8th, so it counts as a second posting for today. I got a bit sidetracked watching episodes of Hoarding: Buried Alive on TLC because they ran a marathon leading up to the season premier tonight...if you didn't see the episode you totally should check it out...Elvis impersonator who hoards...need I say more? Pics & videos will be up on the blog and my FB group shortly.
It was great not having to use crutches anymore. I still had to wear the stupid walking cast, but it was a hell of a lot better than crutches any day. Besides, I only had a few more weeks before I would be able to get the cast removed all together.
Today started off good. Bella and Dr. Brandon were coming over to work with me on the remainder of the kitchen. In the morning, I had sent back more of the things I had ordered in the past few weeks, and then spent a bit of time just enjoying my new mobility, especially since now I'd be moving back into my house and not having to stay with Emmett anymore.
When Dr. Brandon showed up, I talked to her about some of the things I had realized the day my parents were here helping me. We talked about how I was really making connections between the things I wanted out of life and what I had to do to make them happen. We discussed where my anxiety levels have been when getting rid of things and how I was coping, and Dr. Brandon said she was happy with the progress I've had, but also gently reminded me that we still had more work to do to work through all of the issues surrounding my hoarding.
Once Bella arrived, the three of us got to work, and cleared out the rest of the kitchen by the time our session ended. It's what Bella said to me as she left that gave me a reality check that before I even knew it, she would be gone from my life.
"You're doing so well Edward," she told me as she hugged me. "Keep it up and we'll have this house cleared in no time, and you won't need me anymore."
There was a sad smile on her face as she spoke, which really made me reconsider what my father had said to me…that maybe…just maybe there was a hint of interest there on Bella's part as well. All I knew was that I didn't like the idea of her not being around one bit. I needed to sort everything out, and try to figure out what to do next. I just needed more time, so I started doing the only thing I could think of.
After Bella and Dr. Brandon left for the day, I frantically pulled out my laptop and started ordering everything I could think of…Twist 'N Clips, PediSpins, Furniture Fixes, Hot Booties…even Zestra despite my lack of having a vagina. I ordered everything I laid my eyes on so I could find ways to keep parts of my house stuffed until I could figure out a plan about what to do as far as what I felt for Bella. I just hoped I could figure it all out before I ran out of stuff to buy.
A/N: Chapter 18 will post tomorrow.