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A Long Way To Happy
Ten years later…
I stared at the wooden door, a small smile playing on my lips. I was sitting down patiently. I had all the time in the world now. I looked at the coffee table next to me, a stack of old magazines laid out, I grabbed the top one and glanced through it, reading parts of articles that caught my attention.
A loud, "come in," knocked me back to reality. I smiled as I set the magazine back on the table and walked to the door. I knocked before walking in. An old man sat behind a desk, he was writing something down on a piece of white paper. He glanced up at me; I could hear his heart skip a couple of beats as his jaw dropped.
"Hello Dr. Burke." I smiled at him, my hand grazed over his desk. He kept his eyes on me as I walked behind his desk, sitting on the edge.
"That's impossible! You're dead!" He screamed at me. I laughed at the cliché phrase that every person uses in this kind of situation. Though I had to admit it did make sense. I looked down at him.
"I am dead, Dr. Burke." I smiled as I leaned into his face. He moved back. I grabbed his face between my long cold fingers. "I've missed you." I whispered. "I can't forget what you did to me…sometimes I lay awake at night and touch myself to the thought of what you did to me. Sick isn't it? That I find it more erotic to think about you raping me than I do to have my boyfriend touch me." I pushed his face away from me and hopped onto my feet.
"Have you ever read the novel, Lolita, Dr. Burke?" I asked. He shook his head. I frowned. "What a shame…good book. I think you might relate to the main character. He also liked little girls." I walked in front of his desk.
"Why are you here?" He asked his body was trembling with fear. "If you want money, I'll give you money."
I laughed bitterly. "I don't want your money, Dr. Burke." I spat out his last name. "No. I want something much sweeter than money." He got to his feet and ran for the front door. I smiled as I dashed to the door before he was even half way there. I waved my finger mockingly in front of his face. "Now where do you think you're going?"
He started to walk back. I grabbed his shoulder and pushed him onto the couch. I straddled his hips and leaned into his ear. "This is what you want Dr. Burke." I used his words against him. He let out an ear piercing scream as I sank my teeth into him.
I closed the door behind me. Rose was sitting in the chair that I was originally in. She glanced up at me before putting down the vogue magazine. She smiled sadly at me. "Ready?" She asked. I nodded.
We were headed to the car when I noticed the tree. The one I fed water to during my stay at the hospital. I smiled softly to myself. It was alive, the leaves that were once brown and frail, were now green and crisp. I felt my heart swell as I stared at the tree. Maybe there was hope after this place after all. I looked back at Rose; she was staring at me like I'd just grown another head. I smiled at her before walking out of the building for the last time.
I opened the door to the Mercedes and crawled in. Rose, was starting the cars as I licked the sleeve of Edward's jacket. It was a bittersweet moment. Rose looked at me as she pulled out of the parking lot. "What did you do with the body?" She asked as I continued to try and get the taste out of my mouth.
"He's face down on his desk with a bottle of rat poison." I mumbled. She nodded dropping the subject.
"Are you going to tell Edward?" I asked.
She looked at me and shook her head. "Don't worry; it'll be our little secret." I smiled.
Rose and I weren't friends; we were bonded by a familiar pain that we both shared. She was there when I needed someone to talk to. She understood the love/hate relationship I had with what Dr. Burke did to me. She helped me cope with it, as much as a person can. She told me about her story and I told her about mine. She helped Edward as much as she helped me, telling him to keep an eye on me. He did.
Edward is an amazing man and I love him more than anyone in my life. Through everything that happened to me, he didn't leave me, he didn't try to change me. He dealt with my crazy mood swings and sudden urges. He was patient and no matter what I did to him, he still loved me in the end.
Sometimes I catch myself day dreaming about Dr. Burke. It's a sick feeling to know that I sometimes wish that I could go back to him and let him touch me again. Rose never had that feeling, but she sympathized with me on other things. It was nice having someone to talk to, no matter how amazing Edward and Rose were towards me it still didn't stop the pain.
I don't know what happened to the other girls. I sometimes think about them. I wander what they're doing, if they ever found the help that they needed. I don't miss any of them, I never got close to any of them enough to miss them, but I think about them from time to time.
I don't know much about what happened to Charlie and Renee'. Charlie found a new wife and Renee' is still in Florida. I think about visiting them every now and then, not actually go up to them, but keep an eye on them. I miss them.
"Are you going to be ok?" Rose asked as she turned into the left lane.
I nodded. "Just thinking."
She frowned at me but turned her attention back to the road. A song was playing lightly on the radio. I turned it up. I listened to the words carefully. Rose looked at me, catching the lyrics to. "This song is sick." She scrunched up her nose.
I nodded in agreement and listened closely to the song. It ended and a radio DJ came on. "That was Otep with Milk of Regret, now we-"
I turned off the radio and leaned in my seat. Milk of Regret…I would have to download that song when we get home. I laughed to myself.
A/N: So the story is over with. Thanks to everyone that sucked it up and stuck through till the end. It really means a lot to me. I like the epilogue more than the last chapter. Everyone wanted Edward to kick Dr. Burke's ass, but I wanted Bella to. So I decided that I would have her pull a Rose move. I have a new story up and a couple of old stories that if you haven't checked out you totally should. There will not be a sequel to this story. Sorry ladies and gentlemen, I'm not big on sequels, they get kind of stupid. Though some people can pull it off I'm not one of those people. Thanks for reading and don't forget to review. It would totally suck balls if no one review this story anymore. I would cry. Seriously.
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