Friday, 2015/02/10, 06:03
Mental institute...Indiana
The sound of my alarm clock ringing in my ears woke up both Jessica and I. I hated waking up early as much as I had before when I still had school to attend.
"You know what's sad?" Jessica began with a sleepy voice and her eyes still shut.
"What?" Curiosity hit a little too hard at me.
"Today is your last day here and I will never see you again. You are leaving me here to suffer in this hell hole. Who will wake me up with their screams in the middle of the night now?" She complained to me. Did she really enjoy all that screaming and nurses barging in like that...every single day...
"Uh...I will come back once in a while to see how you are doing . I won't be completely scarce," I said, not sure if what I was saying was completely true.
It's true. I tell myself over and over again in my head.
"I'll hold you to that, I won't let you get away that easy," she promised.
A nurse walked in the room waiting for me to get up so she can supervise me wash myself. I never really understood why they watched me. It's not like I was a cutter like most people here. But hey, rules are rules I guess.
I will never get used to this whole 'watch the patients as they get changed' rule. Luckily this was the last time I'll ever be expose to this. I can't wait to get out of this dump of a place, I'll never admit to...tolerating the place. Even to myself...last night was a different story.
"Hi," I spoke to the nurse.
Silence.
"Excuse me lady," I repeated
Silence.
Why did she never talk to me...Or anyone.
"Uh...do you know what time my father will get here. I'm Kate Johnson. I am supposed to be getting discharged today," I don't know why I even bothered asking. It's not like she would answer me of anything.
I walked with the nurse back to my room and found Jessica sitting on my bed and fiddling with a photo frame of my father at his house.
"You took long enough,"
She was definitely awake now.
"I was only gone for an hour," I protested.
"You might want to re-check that,"
"Shit, maybe that is why the nurse was giving me the eye. Two hours," we snickered. Damn, I'm going to miss her so much.
"Sorry to disturb you two but Kate your father is waiting for you," a nurse walked in on us. Talk about privacy around here.
"Oh. Uh...Is he not super early?" I questioned. He can't possibly be here to take me away already. I mean I'm ecstatic to be leaving but I thought I would have enough time to spend with Jessica
"No darling. He is right on time. Now, you must be quick." Then she disappeared into the hall. She was one of the nice nurses. She smiled at everyone. She answered their questions.
"Wow, I guess I'm leaving now," I said as I turned to see Jessica crying. I wasn't sure if it was just my eyes or she really was crying. She never cried, ever. Not even when she found out her mother has passed away, just now.
"Jess, are you crying?"
"No of course not. I don't cry. You know this Kate."
I didn't care about her pride any more. I was just glad she was crying for me. So I grabbed her in an embrace, and I cried with my best friend.
"You are going to live in your big old mansion now. Don't forget me while you gone" she sniffled into my shoulder.
"I won't, I promise" Now this was a promise was pretty sure I would never break. Ever.
When I got to the front desk I saw what I could only recognise as my father in black cargo pants and a black leather jacket. At least he had a sense of fashion. He stood as he saw me and helped me with my bag. As he signed me out I said goodbye to my 'friends'. Jessica stayed in our-her room because she needed to keep her 'bad-girl' reputation. I admired her for that, strangely.
"Are you ready to go home?" My father asked behind me.
"Yeah sure," and I said my final goodbyes to everyone and headed for the car
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