After Edward left Bella, Charlie was so worried about her that he had to do something about her. He was going to do something Bella didn't like, so she ran away and decided to try and find Edward at any cost. She'll run into a lot of trouble along the way. After all, it is Bella.
Everything belongs to Stephenie Meyer. I am just playing with her characters.
1. Chapter 1
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I was lying in bed, but I did not want to fall asleep. If I did, I knew I would have another nightmare. Ever since he left, I haven’t slept without screaming. I knew I was really scaring Charlie. He has been really upset lately because of me.
I heard him talking to Renee about doing something to help me get over this, but I don‘t think anything will help. I do not know if I will ever get over him and get out of this zombie state I‘m in. Even though he never loved me, I was and still am completely and truly in love with him.
I cannot stop thinking about the day he left me there, in the woods. I didn’t know what was going on when he came to get me that day.
It’s almost funny, when I look back, I actually believed he loved me and would spend forever with me, but I always knew I wasn’t good enough for him.
I was a clumsy, stupid human and he was a beautiful, god-like immortal. I should have known he could never truly love me. I loved him with my entire being, though, and I cannot stop loving him if I tried. I knew I was letting myself think too much about him.
The hole in my chest never stopped hurting, but it was worse if I let my mind wander to him.
I slowly began drifting deeply into my thoughts and fell asleep thinking of him, which I knew was a very dangerous thing.
I’ve been thinking lately, on how to help Bella. I’ve tried everything I can think of to get her out of the state she’s in, but nothing helps. I think she tries to be better when I try to help, but I can see through it, and nothing I’ve done has helped one bit. I known she loved that Edward Cullen, but I can’t believe that it would do this to her. I will never forgive him for what he has done to my baby girl.
I talked to Renee earlier this week. I told her about Bella and she has no idea what to do. I asked her about maybe putting her in a mental institution to try to get her mental state in check, and she thought that that was too rash. Nevertheless, she hasn’t seen Bella like this, and she hasn’t heard her scream, and seen her face when she is reminded of him.
I think she might need the help, and to be honest. I don’t know what else to do… I think I’ll call the Seattle Psychiatric Hospital tomorrow morning to see if they think it’s the right thing to do.
I really don’t want to do this to Bella, but she is catatonic and my options are limited, and I cannot and will not let her stay like this.
The next morning…
Bella is still asleep right now. When I checked on her, though, she was still restless and looked scared by the look on her face. That just solidified what I have to do.
I went to the kitchen, picked up the phone and called the mental hospital in Seattle. A woman answered.
“Hello, Seattle Psychiatric Hospital, Anne speaking, how can I help you?” she said.
“Um, Hi my name is Charlie Swan I think I need to admit my daughter.” I said uneasily.
“Ok, what is the problem with your daughter?” she replied.
“Well, she is mentally unstable. She doesn’t sleep well, she barely eats, she doesn’t interact with her friends, and she doesn’t respond to anything I do to help her, and I don’t know what else to do,” I answered.
“I see. Well, I’m going to transfer you to one of our doctors. Please hold for a moment.”
I stood there waiting, and I heard Bella get up and get in the shower. Then I got lost in my thoughts until a man started talking.
“Mr. Swan, I’m Dr. White I am one of the doctors here. The receptionist tells me you
have a mentally unstable daughter, correct? And may I ask her name and age?”
“Yes, and her name is Isabella Swan and she is eighteen” I replied simply.
“Ok, well Mr. Swan, would you like me to send you one of our therapists to evaluate her condition? If her case is severe enough and the therapist deems she needs help, we will admit her here.”
“Yeah, I think that would be for the best.”
“Alright Mr. Swan I’ll just need your information and I’ll send someone over tomorrow.”
“Ok.” I said sadly.
I had just woken up, not screaming surprisingly, just whimpering. I had another nightmare, which isn’t nearly as surprising. I got up and slowly walked into the bathroom and got into the shower letting the hot water calm me. It always helped the pain for a little while.
I got out, got dressed and started downstairs.
I heard Charlie get off the phone and so I asked him who it was. He gave me a very sad look, and he told me he called a mental hospital in Seattle. I stared at him with horror.
“Charlie! You, you can’t put me in that place! I’ll go crazy!” I screeched.
“Bella, you are already close to it if not there! You have to accept help. You can’t stay like this forever!” Charlie replied angrily, yet sadly.
“But why a mental hospital Charlie!? Couldn’t you… I don’t know get a therapist or something,” I continued. “ I have to stay here. I can’t leave.” I said slowly, trailing off.
“Oh, why? Because he might come back? Is that why? He did this to you! He left you Bella and that is that! He is not coming back!” Charlie yelled completely angry now.
I stared at him in shock, jaw dropped, with a tortured expression on my face. I felt the tears coming, and I didn’t reply. He started backpedaling.
“Oh, Bella, I’m sorry” he sighed. “I didn’t mean to, to upset you. I guess I got carried away.”
“Yes, Dad, you did” I said through the tears that were now flowing out easily.
“I’m sorry,” he mumbled again quietly.
I ran to the door, grabbed my jacket and raced out the door.
I heard Charlie yell my name as I got in my truck and headed to who knows where.
I was headed out of Forks, driving down the highway, still crying, when I saw the turnoff to his house.
I don’t know what compelled me to go there, but I felt, for some reason, I had to.