Ellie

Chapter Eight

I woke up to Anna pacing around the room. Her eyes were as wide as a grapefruit. She was muttering something and looking around the room. She saw me then walked over to me.

 “I’m so glad you're awake! I was freaking out! We need to go outside, otherwise I will jump out a window!”

   As we are walking outside, I see my Nana freak out when she sees me, That is a huge sign that something is wrong. Great, I was planning on having a nice day with Anna and then going home later on tonight, but of course something always has to ruin my whole day. I haven't had one nice day since my parents died.  

    “Isabelle! Don’t leave! Ellie is in surgery right now and I think you should come over here so I can talk to you!” She yells from across the room.

    Then Anna and I ran across the room, I am scared out of my mind for Ellie. I can only think of everything that could’ve happened to her. Everything that I was feeling or thinking is gone.

  “Is she okay? What happened? Is she going to die?” I ask, almost in tears.

    “She was crying in the morning around 4, and they said that if they don’t do this now…then we may never see Ellie again. I am sorry honey, but they are doing the best they can and that is all that we can ask for.” Nana explains. Her eyes are getting watery and her face is red and puffy. I see Anna look at me with the biggest apologetic eyes I have ever seen, she looks like her whole body from head to toe is filled with sorrow. That is the last thing I see before I hear a loud thump and a strike of pain go straight from my elbow through my shoulder, up my neck and straight to my scalp. Then everything goes black.

    I have a terrible dream of Ellie as a toddler, and Mama and dad and Nana and Gramps. Ellie is running around this huge open field with daisy’s (mamas favorite flower) all around it. She is gorgeous and Mama looks young and alive. They all have huge smiles on their faces. Nana, Gramps, Mama and dad were all sitting on this huge blanket eating PB&J sandwiches. They call out my name and I come running towards Ellie and swoop her up in my hands. I cradle her to the blanket and give her some banana slices. That is when Mama screams, the same scream she did the night she died and fell flat on her back. Dad looked stunned and then yelled out Mamas name. Gramps started crying and Nana just sat there like a statue. Then dad looks at me and yells “Why! You did this to her! You did this to me!” Then he points to his stomach and there is blood all over it, then I realize that his arms are all cut up and his stomach was sliced open. He falls to the floor and whispers Ellie. That is when I know that if I turn around she will not be sitting where I just put her.

    “Ellie!!!!! Please, don’t leave me!” I scream and just as I am turning around, I wake up. I am crying and my lungs hurt from screaming while I was passed out. I look around the room and see Anna and my whole family including all the aunts and uncles.

    “Whats going on? Is everything okay

? Is Ellie okay?”

    “Ellie is fine. The only one we are worried about is you. Anna told us about the blackouts you have been having.” Anna looks guilty for a split second then goes back to her sorry face. “We have scheduled a therapist for you and aren’t allowed anywhere without me or your Gramps.” Nana says worriedly.

    “What! I don’t need a therapist! That will make everything worse! Last time I went there it only made me even more sad and I only had that blackout thing because I was thinking about mom and dad, its been a week and one day since they died. All you guys are doing is making everything worse! Trapping me in here will just give me more and more reasons to be sad. I need to keep my mind off that and go outside! I need to move on with my life!” I scream.

    “Isabelle Tracy Wester! You will not yell at us like that! We need to do something about you and this is the only thing I can think of. I can’t let you roam around the streets knowing you could just pass out or even die!”

    “I am 13! I don’t need you guys to be treating me like I am three! I can’t believe this, you can’t control me! You arent my parents and you never will be! I won’t go to the stupid therapist and I certainly won’t be trapped in here surrounded by death! I hate this!” I scream then march out the door and head straight for Ellies room. I am leaving this hole with or without them, and I am taking Ellie with me.

    “Izzy! Please stop. Please! I am worried about you!” that is when I swung around and was ready to explode.

    “You don’t even know me! You have no clue what I am going through! I just met you and your treating me like I am your kid! This is all my fault everything and you're not helping anything, neither is anyone in there! I just need Ellie and I need to get out of this prison! Leave me alone!” I regretted everything I said the minute I said it but it was too late, she already started yelling at me.

    “Excuse me! I know exactly what you're going through! Do you have any idea why I hate this place? My whole family died right here! Even my own little twin brothers! I am the only one left! They were all shot, while I was in the bathroom. I came out and half of them were lying there lifeless! I wanted to be your friend because when you walked up to me that night, it was a month exactly after it, I was drinking because I didn’t want to feel the pain. You reminded me exactly of what I would’ve done if I saw that. You are going through a rough time and I want to help you. You helped me and I want to return the favor. I don’t want you to end up the way I did.”

    That is when I started screaming and crying. I just couldn’t handle it all.

    “Anna are you going to help me get Ellie and me out of this trap or not?” I say in a very serious voice that made me have goose bumps.

    Then I start walking toward Ellies room, not even waiting for her to answer.

    “Where are you going to go?” She shouts.

    I just walk into Ellies room, grab her and her doll, then her diaper bag and her blanket. I walk out and as I am getting closer and closer to Anna, the angrier I get.

    “I am going home.”

    “Your what?! You can’t do that!”

    “You think I won’t? Would you like to see because I am going right now.”

    Thats when Nana walks out and says

    “Where do you think your going? You are staying here! You can’t leave Isabelle!

    “Watch me.”