Chapter 3: Not Alone

Nessie's POV

Brain tumor? Brain tumor? The words ran through my mind on repeat. Like a broken record. They just kept repeating themselves over and over again. Yet, no matter how many times the words rang through my mind I couldn't quite process them.

I couldn't process what Dr. Cullen had said. I couldn't have a brain tumor. I couldn't have something so dangerous inside of my head. I couldn't believe it. I refused to believe it.

I looked up at Carlisle and he looked back at me curiously. I could sense just how concerned he was. It looked like he was studying me and trying to discern what was going on inside of my head.

I sighed and shook my head. It couldn't be true. There was no way that it could be true.

"It can't be true" I muttered.

"Nessie I hate to tell you this but it is true. Not only is it true but it's also big and putting pressure on other parts of your brain. I fear that if it isn't removed soon it can have serious repercussions on other parts of your body. There is also the chance that it could be cancerous and if that's the case we need to know sooner rather then later"

I closed my eyes wanting nothing more for this to be just one huge nightmare. I seriously wanted to believe that this was nothing more than a horrible nightmare or a sick cruel lie that he was telling me.

"I just-I mean I can't-I don't know! I don't know what to say, what to do, what to think! I'm so lost and alone" Never had I spoken truer words in my life. I was lost and alone. I knew I couldn't count on my foster parents for help. They would do nothing for me.

"Nessie you're not alone. You have your foster parents. Nessie they need to know what's going on right now. Nessie I need to know where they are?"

"I don't know okay? I don't know where they are. They could be home or they could be out I honestly don't know and to be honest I don't care just like they don't care. Look I know you don't understand but I am alone. I don't have them or anyone"

"Nessie you're right about one thing. I don't understand the kind of relationship you have with your foster family but there is one thing that I do know. You are not alone. I will not leave you alone. I will help you and make sure that you're taken care of" he said.

"I don't need anyone to take care of me. I've been taking care of myself for years and now I take care of Tyler"

Carlisle sighed. "Nessie everyone needs someone to take care of them once in a while. Nessie please just let me help you. I want to help you"

What part of 'perfectly capable of taking care of myself' was so hard to understand?!

"Carlisle can you just let Tyler and I go home? That's the only thing I need right now"

"I'm sorry Nessie but after your head injury I really think it's best if you remain under supervision at least for tonight"

"Carlisle I'm f-"

"Don't say it Nessie. Because as much as you want to deny the fact you are not fine. You can try to lie to yourself and fool yourself but you are not fine"

"Carlisle I just can't stay here any longer. I want to go home. Please just let me go home" I begged.

"As you wish Nessie. I will drive you and Tyler home myself if you wish. However if no one is home to take care of you I will bring you back to the hospital myself as I think it's best for you to remain under supervision for the time being. Do we have an agreement?"

"Fine" I shook his outstretched hand in agreement. The ice cold skin still caught me by surprise. Part of me wants to scream vampire but the rational part of me says that's absolutely crazy because vampires don't exist. This has all just been one whole crazy coincidence.

I had to admit this man was very kind to even go out of his way for me like this. I knew I was just going to end up at the hospital again though. No one was going to be home. It was worth a shot though. If I was lucky they would be home and sober tonight.

Once I was able to get to baby Tyler I wrapped him up in one of the hospital blankets. I was happy that he was okay and that nothing had happened to him.

"Nessie if you don't mind my asking how old is he?"

"He's only two months old. Why?"

"I was just curious, that's all. He seems to really that you" Carlisle commented.

"Yeah. Like I said earlier I take care of him. He kind of became my responsibility when our foster parents took him in. He was a day old when he came to us"

I looked at the baby's innocent face. I hoped that he would have better luck at finding a loving family to adopt him then I did. He deserved to have a family, parents that would love him as much as if he was their biological son.

Since Carlisle didn't have a car seat I had to hold him on the ride home. I mainly spoke just to give him directions to my house.

I could hear the blaring music from two blocks away. I took a deep breath. I knew what this meant. Usually my parents went out to parties but occasionally they did throw one of their own. I'm just surprised the cops never showed up.

I saw the mess almost immediately. Empty cans and bottles of beer, tequila, rum, whiskey, and various other types of alcohol littered the front lawn. I could seem some of my parents's friends stumbling around drunk and/or high.

I looked at Carlisle who just sat there speechless.

"Just take me back to the hospital" I sighed. "A deal is a deal"

"Nessie" Carlisle answered a few seconds later. "I told you that I won't leave you alone and I want to help you. Would you like to stay at my house instead of the hospital? Only if you want to of course. I'm sure my family won't mind"

"What?"

"Only if you want Nessie. You can stay the night with my family and I. Would you like that?

I smiled at the thought and maybe I was crazy for trusting someone I just met so much but I did. So I agreed.

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