Summary: Bella is a wreck and she has mental issues and is suicidal so she gets taken to a Mental Assylum hospital where she meets a young handsome Doctor Paul Lahote. Paul tries to help her but he ends up falling in love with her. What will Happen?
This was going to be all Human but I decided to keep Paul a werewolf.
These were made by my lovely friend Nikki :)
Chapter 1~Memory (Page 1)
Chapter 2~Saved (Page 2)
Chapter 3~Helpless (Page 4)
Chapter 4~Flashback (Page 5)
Yeah I know :( she is a wreck poor thing
OMG stay you need to write the next chapter!! It's soooo good!! lol
I know sorry, been bit busy with other stories and life lol
PLZZZZZZ write the next chapter!!!! :)
cant wait for more
Chapter 4~ Flashback
I looked at him, I wondered why he cared about me so much, or did he even care about me? I am so confused. He does not care about you. You know he doesn’t. It’s just all prentence. The voice said in my head again. “How can you say that Paul? I know what I am, more then you do.” I said and sighed
He looked at me and he reached out to take my hands in his but I moved them away. I was very self aware of my self and people trying to touch me in any way what so ever. I sighed and with that sigh I remembered the day my parents told me they were getting divorced.
I was behind the couch picking up a book that fell from the shelf and I set it back where it belonged and I heard my parents arguing in the kitchen. “She has to go. Either she goes or I go.” My dad sounded mad, like someone hurt him with something but I had no idea what, what was he talking about?
“She’s not going, she’s our daughter.” I heard mom sob through her yelling, I swallowed and turned paler then a ghost, he meant me. I looked down and felt tears in my eyes. How could day say that about me?
“She’s crazy.” He yelled and I felt my heart twist, I knew I had some issues, that were not my fault, but how could he call me crazy? I was his daughter “She does not deserve to live. Now make up your choice, either her or me!” I let the tears spill as I felt my knees tremble and I fell to my knees crying in silence. He was giving my mother a choice, either me the crazy little girl who everyone hates and wont accept or him, the head of the family, a lawyer. I held my breath.
“It’s.....Her.” Mom breathed out after a while. My dad yelled some thing that sounded very mean and he walked out slamming the door behind him. I was still in tears when mom walking into the living room and wrapped her arms around me in a tight, warm embrace, Her hair smelled of coconuts and roses. “I am sorry sweetie, me and your dad are getting divorced.”
“It’s because of me” I sobbed “I heard.” I cried into her hair hugging her. Mom promised me she was going to be there for me no matter what, but even that was a lie. She left me too, just like my dad did. I was all alone.
You will always be alone! Your father meant what he said and he was right. You’d be better of dead! That’s why he left your mother, she picked you over him when she should have ditched you like he has, If she knew how much trouble you would have caused, she would have left you earlier too.
“That’s not true!” I yelled out loud making Paul jump back. He looked at me alarmed and I realized I just yelled out loud at the voice in my head.
No matter how much you yell,or scream at me out loud. I’ll always be here! I will never go away.....never....ever.....go.....away!
“I didn’t say anything.” Paul said and he sighed “Bella, I am worried about you. Please don’t do this to your self. I know you’re having a hard time with things, but...”
I looked annoyed “Stop it! You don’t even know half of what I been through or what is real and what is not!” I hissed at him, I sounded like a new person again, sometimes the voice in my head took control of me like this, I had many issues and this was sort of like a double personality issue I could not control.
Paul looked at me and he sighed, he got up from the chair and he left closing the door behind him and I looked down at my hands and I threw my arm to the side hitting the glass vase so hard it fell to the floor and it shattered making my hand bleed.
The doctors rushed in and they looked at me and I just gave them the death glares and kept my tounge fixed behind my teeth not speaking. I was a wall. I did not look at them as they got the glass shreds from my hand and cleaned it up and then bandaged my hand. I just stared at the white wall like it was the most wonderful thing I ever saw in my life.
The poor girl is really damaged!
Yeah :( I know this is different them my other stories, but I like that this is different as it gives me a chance to try something new
I agree, it's not your usual style but I like it! I feel bad for Bella though =(
I am glad you do :) I am having fun with this style. I feel bad for her too
I feel so bad for Bella, hopefully Paul can help her through her rough time
I know I feel bad for her too, and yeah lets hope Paul will help her if she lets him