Broken ||A Sodapop Curtis Love Story||

Chapter 8

Dear Soda,
You told me to respond to let you know that I'm ok... But what if I'm not ok? I miss you so much. Things have been happening that I can't take, and they're going to move me into a mental hospital. I'm so scared that I'm going to hate it. Please do something. Things are hard right now, and you're far away, I get it. But I need you. You're my savior, Soda. The reason I haven't killed myself yet. Please stay safe in Vietnam, ok? I love you, no matter what happens.
Bye,
❤️Emily❤️

"You ready, Emmi?" Two-Bit asks me. I look up from my letter.

"What? Oh, yeah. Can you put this in the mail, please?" I ask. Ever since they told me where I was going, everything's been in a daze.

They never said how long I was going to be there, or what it was like, and I can't even begin to imagine. All I know is that there is a lot of restrictions. You can't have pants with drawstrings, or any kind of string because you could strangle yourself, deodorant, soaps shampoo and conditioner have to be locked up at all times, you have everyday therapy sessions and your family has scheduled visiting times! I don't know how people could get through that, I'm not one for sharing my feelings much, and I've never gone a day without seeing my brother.

What if he misses the time one day? But then again though, I've never had a therapy session in my life and this is the first time anyone's ever noticed, "Hey, something's wrong here!"

As I get up out of this hospital bed for the first time - other than to go to the bathroom - in days, I'm more nervous than I've ever been in my entire life.

Two-Bit brought me a small bag of clothes the other day, and I grab it, ready to go to my home for the next few weeks. A few minutes later I find a man leading me into a hallway leading to a bunch of rooms.

"Ok, Emily. This is where you're going to be staying for a while. Spend the rest of today getting used to the place, meet your roommate, the neighbors, watch a little TV in the living room over there, and we'll let you know when dinner starts in about an hour. Your therapy sessions start tomorrow," He says. I nod and open the door to my room.

I look around. There's two beds, two dressers, a clock, a small window and a white, boring, blank wall. That's it. On one of the beds there was a girl with long dirty blonde, braided hair. She laid her back across the bed, with her legs up against the wall and her head upside down, hair touching the floor, reading a book.

"Hi," I say, a bit unsurely, walking in. I put my things on the other bed and sit down.

"I'm Emily. I'm new here. What's your name?" I ask. She sits up and smiles brightly at me.

"Hi, Emily! I'm Lexi. I've been here for three weeks. Anorexia. What about you? I mean, if you don't mind me asking," She says. I shrug.

"Depression."

She nods, understanding.

"Man, that's tough. I'm sorry... But this place really helps. My best friend Nora, her room is across the hall also came here at the same time as me for depression and she's doing a lot better now. Maybe you wanna meet her sometime?" She asks. I nod.

"Sure. That sounds like a good idea, I want to have as many friends here as possible."

"Well, c'mon! Let's go meet her then!" Lexi exclaims, taking me by the hand into the other room. Most of the time I wouldn't have liked that, I don't like people touching me, but this seemed different. I felt like Lexi had been my best friend my entire life, even if we had just met, and that I could trust her. She opens the door right across from ours to see two girls sitting on the floor, talking. One of them is short with short brown hair and glasses, wire-rimmed glasses, and is skinny and pretty. The other one is tall and curvy, with black nerd glasses, and shoulder length blonde hair.

"Nora, Della, this is my new roommate Emily," Lexi says, smiling.

"Hi, I'm Nora," The short one says.

The other one says, "Hey, I'm Della. It's nice to meet you! I bet we're going to be friends. I've been here for a month, a little longer than Lexi and Nora, but for depression. What about you?" She asks. She seems nice, and excited to have a new person here. I smile at her, feeling welcome, exactly what I was worried that I wouldn't feel.

I explain to the girls why I'm here, my whole story, starting with the bullying at school, to my friendship with Soda, leading into what happened the other day with Steve, all the way up to now.

"Wow..." Della whispers at the end.

"I'm so sorry," Nora says, surprised and shocked.

Lexi, on a happier note says,
"I think we're all going to get along really well."

And that's when I remembered that I had just met those girls. I felt like I had known them all forever and I was just telling them a story. But no, this is real life, and I already know that I'm sticking with them. We're going to be friends for a long time.

A/N: I know that wasn't my best chapter, but that was just kind of an introduction to my new characters, Lexi (alexisissorandom) and Nora, (obsessivecompulsions) my two irl best friends who wanted to be in the story, and Della (Della122302 ), who won the Steve's love interest contest to be in it! So anyways, I hope this chapter wasn't too horrible, and that you're looking forward to the next chapter. :-) It'll be up sometime soon!