Smile Again

Chapter 17

"Thank you," A girl says as she walks into the room. She has black hair with a couple streaks of color in it. She seems pale, paler than most people but she has really pretty green eyes. I would say she's about a couple inches taller than me. She walks over to her side of the room and notices me.

"Hi, I guess you're my new roomie. They told me I was getting one. I'm Claire." She explains and waves at me friendly. 

"Hey, I'm Delia. Do they escort you everywhere here? Like watch your every move?" I ask.

"Pretty much, they don't want you to...you know. " 

"Ohhh. Do we really have to follow this?" I hold up the schedule Sarah gave me.

"Yup. You'll get use to it, I mean I did and I've been here for awhile." 

"I'm sorry if I make the staff members come here a ton, I don't particular want to be here and I've already been nicked "difficult" and I can be violent. Just a heads up."

"You don't need to, I understand. Just don't destroy any of my stuff alright?" I nod in her direction, and grab a book that was packed. 

"I have a question for you." Claire says.

"Yeah?"

"Are you in a relationship?"

"Why?"

"Because I would think someone as pretty as you would have someone to call your own."

"Well yeah, I have a girlfriend,"

"She's lucky."

"Yup, so am I."

We do our own thing for the next hour or so until Sarah comes into our room and says its time for dinner. She leads us down another hallway away from our room into the cafeteria where at least  a dozen other kids are and at least a dozen and a half staff. I follow Claire over to a group in the left side of the room. 

"Do they bring the food or something?" I ask her as we sit down.

"Yeah, if you're here for food recovery you have to eat everything or you can't leave."

"Oh." I say in shock, I hate it here.

"Everyone, this is Delia. Delia, this is Charlie, George, Ruth, and Billie." They all say I hi to me and I wave. Soon enough, some staff members bring over a tray of food and one in front of each of us. I some chicken in front of me with some French fries, with some water. Everyone else is digging in and I'm just staring at it. Do they really think I'm gonna eat this? I think and poke at the food. A staff member walks over to me because they notice I'm not eating.

"Why aren't you eating?" They ask.

"I'm not hungry," I say back and cross my arms across my chest.

"You need to eat or you can't leave." 

"I'm not in here for food recovery," I huff.

"Not according to your chart," 

"How do you know what my chart looks like?" I stand up and face her. A couple other staff members come by in case of help.

"Everyone does, we're all friends here and we work together. Now sit down and eat your food." She threatens. 

"And if I don't? You don't scare me." I shoot back.

"You'll just have to go back to your room and have to be force fed there." 

"I would love to see you try," I grab some food of my plate and shove it into theirs. I grab my water and dump over their head as well and run off in the opposite direction while multiple staff members chase after me. I look back and there is two men chasing after me and their calling on their walk talkies for back up. I don't know where I'm running, just running away from everyone and try to get out of their range, everyone's range. 

I see the exit put as soon as I reach it, someone steps in front of me. The other two men caught up to me and put me in restraints so I can't run, kick, or hit them. They pick me and bring me back to my room while I'm yelling in protest. 

"PUT ME DOWN! THIS IS UNHUMAN! FUCK ALL OF YOU!" I'm shouting but this doesn't phase them. They open up the door and put me on my bed, tying one of arms to the bed side so I can't get up. I glare at them all and try to pry my arm off. 

"We'll be back around 8," One says and they leave the room. I sigh in frustration and fall back on the bed. 

"That was quite a show," Claire says.

"What? Just now or in the cafeteria?" I sit up and fiddle with restraint, looking through my stuff as I do so.

"Both actually. Very entertaining."

"Good. I'm glad my suffering is bringing you and your buds joy. I don't understand why they were like that, I'm literally not here for food recovery."

"Your chart says other wise." She's drawing on her wall now, little flowers. I find what I'm looking for in my bag. I pull out one of my pens poke it through the restraint, making a little hole. I do this a few dozen times and eventually, I'm out, I just have a ring of fabric around my wrist. I put my pen away and walk over to Claire's side.

"I was wondering, do you have any markers I could use?" I ask her and she jumps.

"How-how did you..." 

"I got my ways, markers?" And she hands me a pack of markers and I head over to my side of the room. I start sketching on the wall over my bed, I don't know what I'm drawing I just go with the flow. I almost done outlining when I notice Claire getting some clothes out for bed. 

"You better get ready, we gotta shower soon." 

I get off my bed and grab some pajamas from under my bed. Soon enough a couple staff members come to our room and one walks over to me. He notices that I'm not restrained anymore and I just smile.

"I guess I'm just to smart for you guys," I smirk and he grabs me by my neck and heads me out the door towards the shower. I shower somewhat quickly and dry off, with a female staff member watching me. I don't know why, but what ever.

We head back to our room and she makes sure I'm not hiding any weapons and does the same to Claire. She hands me and her a bottle of water and a pill, presumably so we can sleep. I take it without a fight, I just want to sleep and she goes off. 

"Goodnight." I announce. 

"Goodnight."