Escape- Chapter 4

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I sat down and started eating my pizza. She also sits down. "Why are you here, if I may ask", she slides the notebook across the table. I hesitate. Should I tell her? I start writing: I'm a sinner. I slide the notebook back, she looks at it and slides it back. I know what she wants me to say. I write: I'm a lesbian. I slide it back. Her eyes widen as she reads the sentence. "Oh, honey, it's okay. Your not a sinner. Your relatively normal. Gay is okay", she says and slightly touches my hand. I hear a bell. I look at her with a confused look...again. "It's time for you to go to your art class", she says and pointed to the room in the left corner. I grab the notebook and wrote: can you come with me? I give it to her. She looks at it and then looks back at me. "Oh, sweetie, I'm sorry I can't", she says. I nod and walk to the room. I sit down way at the back in the right corner. A lot of girls my age start coming in. I can hear a couple of girls laughing and soon I see them. They look happy. Maybe I should be friends with them.

A woman comes in and starts talking about painting. I can't paint. I've never been much of an artist. Ever. But oh well...I have to start sooner or later. She gives me a pencil and points to the canvas close to the door. I walk to it and I just start sketching. I don't know what it is. But she says it looks good. "Okay guys, we're done for today. You can finish tomorrow", the woman says. I give her the pencil and walk out.

I want to eat! I'm still hungry! I should go see Emily, I mean Dr. Blunt and see if she can get me some more food. As I walk to her office a girl pulls me aside and starts bubbling. I can't make out what she's saying. She's talking to fast. I can make out something about someone disappearing. I think she's crazy. Maybe she's scherzo phrenic.

I pull my arm out of her iron grip and run around the corner where I find Dr. Blunt just stand against the wall. She's so beautiful. Wait. What am I saying?! I'm in here for being a lesbian. Why am I thinking about her? She's probably not a lesbian anyway.

I walk up to her and tap her shoulder. I look her in her eyes. She has the most beautiful chocolate brown eyes. I should stop thinking about this! She looks at me with a questioning face but doesn't say a word. Suddenly the girl that that grabbed me comes running around the corner! Dr. Blunt jumps in front of me to stop the patient. She looks back at me with a worried look. Who is that patient? Why is she in here? Why was she targeting me?

As we walk into her office she asks if I'm okay, I just nod. She opens a drawer and takes out some gummy bears and brings them over to me. I absolutely love gummy bears! She opens the packet and hands it to me. I start eating as soon as it's in my hand.

"Her name is Kayla. She's very aggressive and I don't want you to get hurt...I man I don't want any of my patients to get hurt", she says a little nervous. I look at her...questioning the words she just said. "Are you okay though? Did she harm you in any way", she asks in a worried tone of voice. Why is she so worried? I'm not special in any way. I'm just a sixteen year old girl in a mental hospital. Nothing more and nothing less. I just nod for yes. She dismisses me and says I should go to my room.

I walk to my room as fast as I can to prevent that Kayla girl from getting to me again. I don't think she can do much harm but who knows.

As I walk into my room I look at the bed. Should I take a nap? It wouldn't hurt. I fall on the bed and shortly after, I fall asleep.

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