Within An Impasse

This is Far From Over

What a fucking joke! She thinks her little treatment plan is going to work for me. Bitch, I just want to get the fuck out of here, and go back to my life!

"What life? To a life of booze, boys and battery crimes." 

Great... now she's in my fucking head.

Trunchbull escorts me back to the cafeteria where they are now serving the shitty lunch..oh lucky me BLT's that look like vomit with a strip of barely chewable bacon.  At least the old hag was silent today. She's usually showing her hate for me by digging her grimy nails into my arm and telling me that she's sick of spoiled brats like me. HA! Shows how much you know bitch, I earned every thing I had. Now I don't even have my phone to contact my best friend to tell her how shitty of a place I ended up in. 

I went through the line, and decided to get the safest looking thing; french fries. I looked around to see there was a space in the corner where no one was sitting, so I decided to sit there. However I wasn't alone for long. Fucking shit! Some random girl with hello kitty pajamas sat next to me. She was a very pretty girl, If we weren't in the looney bin I might consider flirting with her. 

"I can't feel my face."

Oh hell no.

"Then maybe you should try another table."

"But I'm with you." She said in a singsong voice.

Then she started humming. Bitch is she singing the fucking Weeknd song?

"And I love it...but I love it!"

She tried to take a fry off my plate, and I had about enough of this bullshit.

"Fuck off!"

She jumped...and then she did the worst thing of all. She started crying.

"Dooon't dooo that!" She wailed. Fucking christ I know what I did was kinda crazy, but I was not up to putting up with this. She was starting to make a scene; the rest of the cafeteria was starting to look over here. 

"Look look, I'm sorry. You can have some of my fries okay."

She started to stop crying. What's amazing is that she looked to be my age, but she just full on had a tantrum like a two year old. She started to wipe her tears,  then smiled, and got a french fry to dip it into my ketchup. 

"What are you in for?" She asked after a minute. I know this involuntary, but this wasn't jail. And I had been to jail before. But since she already made a scene, and I know if she wailed one more time someone would send Trunchbull to snatch me up or even worse; she'd through me in The Block.

"Uh...I got sent here because I took a bat to my ex boyfriend's car, and threw acid on the windshield while he was fucking some chick in it....you?"

"I killed my rapist." She smiled. I practically choked on the fries had in my hand.

I'm sorry what?... I don't even know how to respond to that, so I just repeated my own thoughts.

"I'm sorry, what?"

She took another fry, and happily hummed to herself. She then looked at me.

"I was raped and kidnapped, but then I fought back after I saw him try to rape my best friend. So I killed him...nice job with the acid thing. I used cyanide in his cereal before he tied me up to the chair. The worst part is that I was pregnant with my boyfriend's baby, but he killed him and killed the baby when he raped me. "

Now I'm known for dealing with some dark shit. I've been abused by men plenty, but I have never dealt with something so horrendous, and here this woman was just smiling and giggling with her hello kitty pajamas. I didn't know whether to congratulate her, or believe maybe she did belong here because of the way she's acting about this fucked up shit she's telling me. I kept waiting for a 'just kidding, I'm just a pathological liar 'or something like it, but nope. She never did.