Today I woke up with another killer headache. I looked outside the window and noticed it was morning. Today was my fourth day being here, and it ever since I talked to Ally and the guys, I have only felt worst. At least I got to sleep in and didn't have to do those annoying morning check outs.
I heard the door opening, Aaron coming in with a pen and notebook, writing on it something on it before looking up. "Good morning Cabello. How are you feeling?"
A weird squeak came out of my mouth. Sat up on the bed, wiggling my body up. I cleared my throat, pulling down the white sleeves of the fresh new clothes my mum brought me the other day and spoke, "Like shit."
She gave me a warning look, "Language Camila." She took out something from her nurse pocket and handed me a small pill. "Don't worry. With the medicine we gave you this morning you'll be better by tomorrow. And since your mom also allowed us to prescribe you with antidepressants, you'll be taking Zoloft. You'll get a pill every lunch, but you can't go outside just yet, you'll have to take it right now."
I nodded and gulped down the tiny pill. She looked down to her note book and wrote something else down. "Oh and remember, those pills won't take action right away, you'll need at least two months of taking them before they really start to kick in."
She then left.
That's how this past days have gone like. Nurse comes in; in the morning and goes out. Obviously they bring me lunch but that's that.
I groaned in frustration and stared at the ceiling. The silence was really uncomfortable and creepy. I have been craving socialization, crazy I know. But being in a room alone really got me insane. Aaron told me they'll put me a roommate as soon as possible but that's until I get better. They don't want other kids to get sick.
I shifted slightly and turned around facing the night stand. After thirty minutes of staring at nothing I got a little, how can I put this... Anxious. I tried distracting myself with some papers they gave me when I first came in. They showed things like how to cope with self harm and things like that. Nothing I didn't know already. I frowned when I was done reading the papers. Curse my fast reading. I tried re reading it a few more times but eventually I felt tears threatening to fall. What's happening to me? I NEED interaction. I looked around the empty room and felt dizzy.
Suddenly the room felt really small and my vision became kind of blurry. My breath was short and all I could think of was running outside. I felt trapped. Like I couldn't move. 'Alone lonely alone' was all that was going through my mind.
Maybe I really am going insane.
AN:This is really really bad.
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Little Lovers (CAMREN)
Romance"We're all just trying to survive. We cope one way or another. But I'm telling you this, here, we are ALL family. We know how it feels like to be an outsider. We know each other's pains... We are all lost souls trying to find the light."
