Saving Isabella //ON HOLD\\

~Chapter ten~

~Chapter ten~

I slam my car door with so much force I'm surprised the windows didn't shatter. I really don't want to be here- but this is what Eli wants, and I'm doing this for him.

Flashback.

"Isabella, I sighed you up for a support group, it's tomorrow at 6:00."

Silence.

I'm still in shock of what he said as I filter it though my head.

"W-what?" I stutter

Uncle Marcus sighs. "I think it would be good for you to go to a support group, talk it out with them. The people there have all gone through or close to what you have, I think its in your be interest-" I cut him off.

"My best interest is not what you want! I'm fine. I don't need to talk about it!"

"Isabella I'm just worried. I thought that the nightmares would go away but they aren't. You need to under stand that I care for you also. And that's why you are going to go tomorrow. No exceptions."

"You can't make me!" My voice is slowly rising.

"Stop!"

Uncle Markus and I's head both snap to Eli, who I have forgotten that he was here. "Stop fighting! Please! Bella we know your hurting badly, but have you ever thought about how we feel? Your not the only one feeling like this! I miss mom and dad too, but you never asked how I felt!"

His words hit me hard. It's true, I never did ask how he felt. I was so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't even think to also how he felt. He's so strong I didn't even give him a second thought. I'm a terrible sister.

"Eli-" I start

"No, please listen to Uncle Markus, just go tomorrow, if you don't think it helps you don't have to go again. just try, please? For me?"

"Fine. For you."

Flashback over.

So hear I am, in front of a small square building,takin deep breaths to calm my fears. I watch as kids walk on the building, their all different ages, one girl looks like she could be at least 12.

Taking one more breath I walk up to the building and open the door. As I walk inside I look around. It's a nice little place, the walls are are burnt red and there are pictures of landscapes and quotes on the walls. There's a black couch and table to my right, and the table holds some magazines. On my left there's a book self, the books on the shelf look really old, and the names on the covers look faded.

"Hello, are you here for the group session?" I look forward and see a lady smiling from ear to ear. She's in black skinny jeans and a red flannel shirt with some white converses. She has black hair, obviously dyed because I can see brown roots, and grey eyes, almost blue.

"Um, ya, where do I go?" I ask. She smiles again.

"Here I'll show you, it's just down the hall." she waves me to follow her, and we make our way down the hall.

"My names Sofia, but you can call me Sofie, what yours?" She asks as she turns to me.

"Um, Isabella." I say.

"Oh that's pretty! Can I call you Izzy? Bella?" She asks.

"Bella is fine." I smile at her.

She stops at a door and takes a deep breath. "Well here's your stop!" She turns to me and smiles. "I would be nervous, Mrs. Walters cool, she won't make you very uncomfortable, well, the first time that is. You'll be fine." she give me another reassuring smile and opens the door.

The taking that was once heard is now quiet, and everyone's eyes are trained on us.

"Hello Sofie! Did you pick up a friend on the way here?" An middle aged woman with blown hair said. I'm guessing this is Mrs. Walter.

"Just found her in the waiting area and showed her the way Mrs. W." Sofie says.

"Well come in! Have a seat, we were just introducing ourselves." she waves me over.

As I'm walking towards the circle, my eyes meet familiar blue ones and my own widen in shock.

David.

He's here.

Never in a million years I would think i would see him here in a support group.
I see his eyes widen also, probably thinking the same thing as me.

With our eyes still connected, I find me a seat strait across from him. Still starring at me, he gives me a confused look, probably wondering the same question I am.

"Well now that we are all present, why don't we go around the circle and say our names and why your here, let's start on this side of the circle." Mrs. Walter says.

The person starting it says his name and why he's here, his name is William and he witnessed a gun shooting and has nightmare of it, so his parent made him come. The next girl, Jill, says her name and says she was anorexic. I goes on like this for about four people more, then reaches David.

While he's talking, he looks me strait in the eye and says, "Hi my name is David, and I was abused and self harmed."

//AN// Cliffhanger! I told you that y'all were In for a surprise!

Questions-

-What is your favorite candy?
Sour gummy worms!!

-If you could have one thing, what would it be?
Probably all the drawing supplies I could ask for..

The video is Jar of Heart by Christiana Perri.

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