"I missed you princess, I love how you always pretend like you can ignore me and then you do that cute little thing that you do when you think god's gonna help you" the voice repeated.
My head ached painfully and I looked down at a dark goo that ran down my finger tip.
I wiped it on my skirt softly hoping no one would notice.
I brought them back up to see my hand stained, the dark color covered everything.
I wiped it on my skirt again.
This time sweat pecked at my forehead as the goo only seemed to be increasing.
It's not real, stop freaking out
I was screaming at myself now but it seemed as the room was getting hotter as the goo started dropping down my lap, Piercing my skin and making me crawl at it in hopes of getting it off.
Before I knew it I was pulling at my white leggings trying to get the goo off my leg, more came though now it was just oozing out my fingers.
I crawled at my skin trying to get it off ignoring Mr Davis's screams telling me to stop and that I was hurting myself.
I had, I needed to get it off me.
There's so much.
And suddenly my hands were reframed by two boys.
"Someone call 911"
That's all I heard before my eyes forcefully shut.
I woke up at a place I wish wasn't so familiar.
I was at the psychiatric hospital.
The place that stunk of medication and tears.
My hands ached as I tried to move, they were both in a case and my whole body felt as though it was pinned down by needles
I rolled over and on the bed next to me there rested a boy.
He laid there small silent snores left his parted mouth as he snuggled his pillow,
He looked no older than me
And wore the same trashy blue grown that I was forced into.
This hospital was catholic I wonder why they'd ever let a boy room in with me.
I turned around from the boy and snuggled with fluffers the bear my father had gotten me before he died.
Mother must've left him here.
"You awake?"
I turned around to look at the boy who seemed to have had to been asleep minutes back.
"Yeah"
"Welcome to hell" he said with a sadistic chuckle, his blonde hair covering his dark brown eyes.
"Thanks but it's not my first time checking in" I said looking at his still form.
"What are you in for?" He said as I was about to turn around.
"Endless insanity"
"Sounds like everyone's problem"
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|Monster|
Teen FictionIt's been a month since renesmee has been off her meds, everyday she thinks she's getting better but suddenly it feels like she's drifting away from reality and her mind seems to be playing tricks on her. But she knows better right? She knows monste...
