Double Minded

Day 6

(Heyo! Sorry I haven't updated in a while, I've been some what busy. If you haven't already please check out my other creations and tell me what you think, it would mean a lot! Without further a due I present to you: Day 6)

        "Wake up!" I hear the voice in my head. Something's different. The voice sounds... worried? Scared? I open my droopy eyes, the light of the sun awaking burns my eyes. I squint and sigh.  "10 more minutes." I groan, as I roll on my stomach, planting my face in my pillow. "No. We don't have time." The voice explains in a weary tone. I scrunch my eyebrows, confused. "What's up with you?" I ask quietly, as I sit up, wiping the sleep from my eyes. "Don't worry about it." The voice snaps. I frown and get up from my bed and quietly walk to my closet hoping that the creeks in the floor boards won't wake my parents. I get dressed in blue skinny jeans, and a plain black t-shirt. I ignore the fact that my hair is tangly and I put it in a messy bun. I look at my alarm clock and see it's 5:30 in the morning. "What if my parents realize I'm gone?" I whisper ask the voice, as I tip toe to the bathroom and clean my face then put some make up on. Still no reply. Just silence. "Hello?" I say quieter. "Oh, Uhmm leave a note saying you went on a walk or something." It answers. Something is wrong. What's wrong with the voice in my head that is normally loud and bossy? I sigh and finish up with my make up. I stare at my pale reflection and glare. "Hurry, we need to hurry." The voice says impatiently. I nod my head in agreement. 

        I leave a quick note on my night stand stating that I'm going on a walk and that everything is fine. I quietly walk out the front door, the chilly air nipping at my neck and cheeks. I shiver and zip up my sweater. "My parents are going to kill me." I complain as I walk down the side walk to the nearest bus station. I brought enough money for the bus tickets and a little for food, saying I wasn't able to get breakfast. I sit down on the cold metal bench as I wait for the earliest bus. The sun is now creeping up more, people are just waking up from their homes and leaving for work, birds are waking up and chirping. "So can you read my mind?" I ask. "Barely. Only a few words here and there." The voice explains. Thank God. I think to myself. After about an hour of sitting out in the cold the bus drives up to the edge of the sidewalk. The two doors open and I hurry on, the warm air hitting my face as I pay for a ticket. The driver is a plus size female with blonde hair pinned up, her eyes have bags under them it looks as though she hasn't slept in days. She gives me a ticket that I can use through out the day, then I take a seat in the back. I notice that there is only one other person on board and it is a grubby man, in dirty clothes that is sitting in the front with his head rested on the window. "We're going to need a plan, for when we go into the hospital." The voice tells me. I look out the window, watching the lines on the road zip by one by one. "You may have to sneak in." It adds. I scrunch my eyebrows. "Why can't I just say I'm a relative?" I ask the voice, That would be so much easier. I hear the voice sigh for what seems like the millionth time today. "She's in a coma, that won't work. Even her relatives can't see her." The voice explains. I relax my eyebrows and sigh as well. 

        An hour later the bus jerks to stop. I look out the window and notice that we're in the down town area. I hurry into the aisle and wait in a line of people that are exiting the bus. I walk off the bus, the sun is now shining brightly above me and people are walking to their destination. I walk on the sidewalk, looking for the bus schedule. I see an older looking man studying a map that is hanging on a pole. I walk up and sigh in relief when I notice it's the bus routes. 3 hours until the bus to Milwaukee arrives. I scrunch my eyebrows. What am I supposed to do for 3 hours? I ask myself. I look around at all the passing people. "Hmmm.... A 3 hour wait?" The voice says in my head. "I know where we can go." It beams in my head. The voice takes control of my body and marches me to the other side of the street. Cars honk at me and I flinch. "What the hell are you doing?" I whisper as I reach the other side side walk. The voice doesn't reply. After half an hour of walking my body jerks to stop in front of a tall building. Instead of walls they're windows. It's at least 5 stories tall. "Home sweet home." The voice tells me. I walk up to the front doors and enter. 

(Sorry for the short chapter!)