Within An Impasse

When We Collided

So I took a bat to my ex boyfriends car, and throw acid on the car while he was having sex with the bitch ; and it buys you a one way ticket to the looney bin huh? Well here I was, sentenced to at least two months of involuntary care. However when Joe took me to where I would be staying, she didn't tell me it would be such a fancy too pure white building. It looks like one of those "prisons" that famous people go to when they fuck up and have something of scandal going on. It had greener than actual green grass that was manicured to perfection. Rows of shrubs that were too symmetrical with trees that looked like they were definitely staged to be here instead of naturally growing. I was escorted by Joe who had to put on the tough cop look for show, but she guided me gently through the doors. 

"This really is your best bet Lana, do what your told so you can get out of here. And when you do get out of here, don't do anything stupid. I got you out of this one. I won't be able to get you out the next time. "

"I know....Thanks Joe." 

A lady that looks like strikingly like the Principal Trunchbull from Matilda; Tall, heavy-set, and scary, came up to us.

"Ah right on time." She said in shrill high pitched voice. "You must be Alana Bailey James."

"In the flesh. You the welcome wagon?" Joe nudged me in the back obviously for my sarcasm. Right I have to submit to  this place. Submit, submit SUBMIT! 

"Oh there's no welcome wagon here. But you can come with me. The first thing we do is have you do a therapy session and we already have you set up with Ms Jordan. I'll take it from here Officer Joe"

She uncuffed me and gave me one last look. 

"Remember what I said Lana, I mean it."

I gave her a solid nod and said "Bye Joe."

Trunchbull walked me into a long hallway, took a right then took a left without saying a word. At least there's no need for small talk. She eventually came to a door and knocked.

"Ms. Jordan? She's ready for you."

"Sure, come in."

What the fuck?  As  Trunchbull opened the door  I saw the most gorgeous woman seated in front of me. She had long locs  that have been placed in a bun, and light brown skin and stylized glasses. She was dressed in a grey power suit .When she stood up I saw her pointy red heels. She had a beautiful baritone voice when she spoke.

" Hi, Alana.  My name is Tyler Michelle, I'll be working with you for the next couple of weeks." 

I didn't know what to say so I just sat down; Trunchbull left without a word. I decided silence was the best way to manage this.I don't say anything or do anything stupid I could keep my promise to Joe. We sat in silence for a full 10 minutes before she spoke.

"Not much of a talker huh? So I read you're file, seems that you're here involuntarily which I know can be horrible, but It doesn't have to be. We can get through some of the rough parts, but I really do think you can get a lot of good out of this work."

"Is that supposed to be your speech you tell everyone to make them comfortable about being here?" I shot back. Just because she was hot didn't mean I was going to like her or like being here.

"As opposed to what? You going to prison where you belong?"

"I thought you were suppose to be judgement free?"

"And I thought you were going to just be silent."

"Well how would you fucking like it if someone made you go and do something where you have no interest in being?"