The Finish Line

Chapter 5 Road to Recovery

A/N: I don't own Twilight or the characters. Just twist them to my darkest desires.

Chapter 5 Road to Recovery

I hate this place I hate this place I hate this place. I've been told can't have this can't have that. UGH. Have to hide my phone til lights out. We have to do chores and if we don't complete them we don't get visitors. WTF I'm not a kid. This week its kitchen duty for me next week I get to mow the lawn. There's like 4 acres.

“Lance get me the hell out of here.”

“Bella you have to complete your treatment. Are you wanting to beat your addictions?”

“Yes.” I sighed.

“Can you do that on your own?”

“No, I think we already established that Lance.”

“So then you need to stay.'

“Lance, I can't have my phone, I have to do chores if I don't do them I can't have visitors. I can't do anything.” I grumbled. Wait I'm sounding like a spoiled brat. Am I really that bad?

“You're just cranky, Bella, having withdrawals.I would say having them has to be hard, but I really don't know. You'll be fine. I'm sure of it.”

I could feel my blood pressure rise, “Lance I'm going to go. You're not helping my attitude any.”

“Good night Bella. James sends his love.”

“Night.” When I hung up I was still edgy and hateful. I need to calm my nerves somehow so I called Edward.

“Hello. Bella? Is that you?”

I instantly felt calmer. “Yeah”

“Are you ok?”

“Just cranky Edward. How's everything going?”

“We are all coming out to see you on Wednesday.”

“That's great. I can't wait” I said sarcastically. “The people here suck.”

“That's not nice Bella. You're just edgy from the withdrawals.”

“Humph, Lance said the same thing and I hung up on him. Well not really but anyways. What are you doing?”

“Reading.”

“Romeo and Juliet still?”

“Yeah. Want me to read to you?”

“Yes please.” I fell asleep listening to his voice. I just couldn't tell him how much hearing his voice calmed and helped me. It was strange almost like I depended on him.

-------------------Wednesday------------------------

UGH I'll never get this grass cut. 4 acres 80 billion tress. I won't get to see my friends. Wow real friends that felt good to have friends. I never could keep friends in LA they always wanted part of me. These guys seemed real. They haven't asked for anything yet. I finally finished the yardwork (About damn time too) sunburnt but finally done. I flew in and up the stairs to the showers and cleaned up. I made it to the cafeteria in record time. I spotted them as I walked thru the door. I ran and jumped up and wrapped my arms and legs around Edward giving him a huge Bella Bear hug.

“Silly Bella, It's only been a couple weeks.”

I laughed as Jasper clamped a hand over Alice's mouth. We sat and joked and laughed until I noticed the serious look cross Lance's face.

“Bella we need to address the pictures that sent you here. What do you want to do about them? I think we need to hold a press conference.”

“When I'm out of here we can. Final word thats it. We are having to do counselling here. I'm working on my past. I don't want anyone to know I live here in Seattle. I don't want anyone to know anything right now.”

“Bella we are your friends you have to let us in sometime.”

“I know Edward, I'm working on it now in my therapy sessions. I have to be able to face it before I can stop reaching for the shit that forced me to end up here. I need to deal with that before I can talk to anyone else about it.”

“Bella I would like to think we are a family. Am I right guys?”

“Alice has a good point Bella.' Lance whispered. “Ive known you forever and these guys are the closest thing I have seen you have that resembles any family. They are closer to you than I am.”

“You all are part of my own little twisted family. You are all I have. If it weren't for you guys I'd be in a ditch somewhere. Thank you for everything.” I said with tears in my eyes. Damn these people and their uncanny ability to make me cfeel things.

------------------------8 months later-------------------------------

I was still staying with Edward in his house, the doctors from the center thought it would be best. I just finished my shower and pulled on the comfy plaid pajama pants and long sleeve t shirt Edward gave me the first night I stayed with him. I hurried down the stairs to get a cup of coffee. I could hear everyone in the den talking. I also heard a voice I couldn't recognize.

“Hey guys, what brings you all here?”

“Who the hell is this Edward?” Blonde chick screams

“This is Bella, Tanya.”

“What the hell is she doing in your clothes? Are you fucking her? Is that why you're dumping me?”

“Whoa hold on bitch, what the hell is your problem? Edward and everyone is friends of mine. You need to back off. But honestly if this is your attitude no wonder Edward is dumping you.” I was so mad, I was shaking. How dare the blonde witch talk to me Isabella Swan that way. Who does she think she is? “You know what I'm going to my room. I really don't need anymore drama than I already have in my life. I'll talk to everyone in the morning.” I left the room but could still hear them all.

“You date my brother for 2 years and you have never hung out with us. In fact everytime we planned something you backed out. Now out of the blue you want to hang out with us. Somethings fishy Cunt and I intend to figure it out.” Alice yelled fuming. Obviously Edward's family hated this chick. I don't think Edward really cared for her either.

“Edward are you going to let your sister talk to me that way?” Tanya whined

“Actually, Tanya, I am. It's over. You have wasted mine and your time. So I think it would be best if you got your things and left. IF you call me or come by here ever again I will have you arrested.” Edward calmly stated. He was eeriely calm. I then heard a clear smack. I decided I needed to move from the doorway. I went on up to bed.

I continued to go to group therapy daily and drove around a lot. I started to smoke cigarettes, secretly of course, until Edward caught me in the park one morning. So I quit. Then I decided I needed something to occupy my time so I got a job (like I needed one but hey). I worked as a receptionist for Mike Newton. I arranged for all my wages to be donated to the local battered womens shelter.

Mike was a pediatrician. I enjoyed working for him and hanging out with all the kids. Molly was one of his nurses. She was a sweet lady in her 50s. She kept telling me I was looking so thin. Then cookies and cakes and various other foods started appearing on my desk daily.

“Hello, Dr. Newtons office. What can I do for you today?”

“I need to speak with my brother Mike.”

“Can I tell him who is calling?”

“Stupid Cunt its his brother Tyler.”

As I was thinking the voice sounded familiar, I felt chills go down my spine. I would recognize that voice anywhere.