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It took us 4 days to get to las Vegas, once we got there we ate and then took a nap.
A few hours later
I stood next to Zayn as we stared at the Institution. "I'm begging you Callie, no good can come from this, let's turn back, let's turn back right now and I'll buy you ice cream, and cigarettes, and booze, and we will party and pig out until we drop" Zayn said I laughed for a second and then looked back up at the institution. "No matter what happens you'll be here to pick up the pieces right?" I asked he grabbed my hand and held it. "Right here no matter what" he said I nodded and then we headed in. As we walked into the building and towards the front desk we see lots of different people with different problems. Most people will be here until they die. Some were old and some were young, some had physical issues that led them here others were classified as crazy. I held zayn's hand tightly, what if this was my future, I just got out of a place like this, was I just going to get a small taste of life before I am dumped back into a place like this. It took all of my might not to run. "Can I help you?" Someone asked snapping me back to reality. There was no turning back now, "I'm here to see Diana Reid please" I said "and your name is?" The person asked "Callie Bay Gideon" I said "sorry mame but your on her denail list" he said I nodded "can I atleast see what she looks like?" I asked the dude thought for a moment and then pointed to a lady in the corner reading out load. But it looked like she was talking to someone. "Whats she doing?" I asked "she thinks she's teaching a class. She used to teach" the dude said I nodded "why is she here? Whats wrong with her?" I asked "Callie thats rude, you shouldn't ask such questions like that" Zayn whispered "no its okay, I can't tell you that its private and confidential information" he said "but I'm her daughter" I said as I pull my sleeves down farther to cover my scar. "Please excuse me for a moment" he said I started to panic. Zayn took my hand again. "I'm right here Callie" he said soon the dude returned with an older dude. "Hi I heard you had some questions. Why don't we talk in my office" the older dude said I looked at Zayn and he nodded and repeated him. "I'm right here Callie, I will not let you go" he said I nodded we followed the older dude into his office and took a seat. "So your Callie, I never thought I would ever meet you" he said after closing the door and sitting down at his desk. I felt anger start to form and I didn't know why. "Why is my mother here, whats wrong with her?" I asked/ yelled "your mom has schizophrenia" he said "is that you know contagious?" I asked "the word here is past down through the blood line, and yes there's a 10% chance that you or Spencer can get it" he said honestly. I nodded that didn't make me feel any better. "Thanks.. I should go" I said as I stood up. "Why didn't she want me? Why doesn't she want to know me?" I asked as I got closer to the door. "I can't answer that Callie I'm not in her head, I know she's kepted up on your where abouts and begged Spencer to come see her so he could find you, I know she thinks about you sometimes, but most of the time she doesn't even know who she is or what year it is." He said I just nodded as more tears fell down my face. Zayn and I left without another words and the next day began the drive back home.
When we got back home Spencer was very angry. He began shaking me. "What the hell were you thinking! Who gave you permission to go in my room and through my things! I told you she didn't want to see you and you went looking for her anyway are you stupid huh!?" He yelled I was crying really hard. "Get out of my face, I can't look at you right now" he said letting go of me, he then swatted my ass hard a few times before pushing me away. "I hate you!" I yelled before running upstairs to my room and slamming the door. I then screamed loudly and before I could talk myself out of it I began to pack a bag. ----------------- 801 words
