Heartache

// I'm Insane, You Just Don't Know

|Maddie's POV|
So many things were going on at once. I can't think properly. My vision is blurry and its not possible for me to walk in a straight line. My usual mint green bedroom walls were now black, with blood dripping down them, slowly spelling out different words that I did not even want to know. I knew I should not have taken those pills. This happens everytime, and I still don't listen to myself. I'm insane. I know I am. But nobody else knows. I have to tell someone. I can't take it. I'm losing my mind.
I slowly stumbled over to my bedside table, where my phone lay on he charger. I quickly snatched it, as if someone was going to take it. I started hearing voices. Voices that belonged to anonymous people. I didn't know those people, but they knew me.
I continued to fumble with my phone, unlocking it and dialing the first number that came to mind.

"Hello?" the person answered after 4 rings.
"Niykee," i breathed shakily.
"Hey Maddie. You alright?" She questioned. I guess normal people don't call others at 3 in the morning. I'm not normal. This is okay.
"I need help." I whispered.
"Oh, with what?" she asked curiously.
"No. Mental help. I'm crazy. This happens every night. I take those stupid pills that make me hillucinate and make me see things that would never be there. I need you to help me." I revealed.
"Maddie. If you want to stop having these hillucinations, you need to stop taking those pills." she pushed.
"Dammit Niykee!" I yelled, running my hands through my hair anxiously.
"I can't just stop out of the fucking blue! I need help. If I had the ability to stop, I would've a long time ago." I growled. The reason why I called Niykee was because she was my most trusted friend that I had when I was here, because not only did I not know Taylor, but I met Niykee through Sammy. That reminded me of why I didn't call Sammy. I didn't leave Omaha because my dad got a job, I left because I was the way I am now. The place I had to go to was called Summerwood Mental Hospital for the Needy. I don't know why the fuck that was the name, but it was. I spent a good 2 years at that hospital; most of it being in a locked up isolated room. I would see so many things. It was like I was living a nightmare. They thought I was better, so released me early. That's when i came back here. My grandma knows everything that happened and im so thankful she is so understanding.
"Can you come pick me up." I asked Niykee, desperateness laced in my voice.
"Im out Maddie. Maybe in like an hour?" she reasoned.
"Yeah that's alright. See you in a bit." I agreed before hanging up. I didn't know what I was going to do, simply because these hillucinations are from the pills, so I have them when I take them, and when I don't take them, then they get worse, because I've been having them for so long. It doesn't end, and im so afraid of the outcome.

|Niykee's POV|
I started grabbing all of my belongings from Nates floor; throwing them into my overnight bag that I packed.
"Where are you going?" Nate questioned as he walked out of the bathroom.
"I'm leaving. A friend needs my help." I started.
"You're seriously leaving after what just happened? Fine. Go." He shrugged me off.
"You're so dramatic," i mumbled, slipping on my shoes.
"What was that?" He tested.
"You're. Dramatic." I confirmed.
"Fuck you." he spat.
I'm so confused as to what just happened; right now, Nathan is the least of my worries. I shot him a smile, before exiting his bedroom and running out the front door. I jumped into my car, quickly starting it, and backing out of the driveway quickly, and sped off to Maddie's.

As I was almost 3 minutes from her house, my phone started ringing.
"Hello?" I answered, without checking the caller i.d.
"Niykee!" Sam exclaimed, while i internally groaned.
"It's 11 at night. Where the fuck are you?" he asked me, quite angrily.
"No where." i shrugged, even though he couldn't see me.
"Tell me where the fuck you are. I'm done playing these shit games with you. I'm not joking around." He spat.
I've only seen this side of Sammy a couple times, and each time I've regretted it. I hate when he gets above and beyond angry with me.
"Maddie's. She's having a problem." I replied, in a somewhat quiet voice.
"What kind of problem?" he asked, in a softer voice.
"Can I just tell you when I get home? it's a long story." I paused.
"Yeah, okay. Be safe please and home before one." He demanded, but still in a soft voice.
"Okay. I will. I love you Sammy." I smiled, even though he couldn't see me.
"I love you too Niykee," I could tell he was smiling too.
When I hung up the phone, I was directly in front of Maddies house, and to say I was a little scared would be an understatement.