healing

together

"...May I ask who's calling?" Dr. Staple asks.

"Uhh a relative."

"A relative?"

"Yes."

"Well... Wilhemina is currently in... seclusion. She's not speaking to anyone."

"Why not?"

"She's just not at a very good point right now. I've never heard her mention any close family members so I'm sorry but I wouldn't say you have a very good chance of speaking to her. Good day."

"Wait!" I say, pinching the bridge of my nose, trying to think of something that would at least get me a chance of talking to her. "Tell her Nina is calling."

"Nina? Is that your name?"

"Yes. Please I really need to talk to her."

Hopefully she'll understand.

Dr. Staple sighs and puts me on hold.

I waited for a few moments and heard a small, weak voice.

"Hello?"

"Hey you," I said with happy tears already forming in her eyes.

"y/n."

"I see you got my code name," I laughed, already sniffling.

"Oh my god. I miss you so much y/n. I can't bare it. I need you back I can't do this without you."

"I miss you too. I can't stop thinking about you."

"Come back y/n. Please. I- I've never been more heartbroken."

"I'm sorry Mina I can't. I really can't go back there. Not that being back here is much better."

"I don't see myself getting out of here any time soon. Please visit. I just want to hold you, see you."

"I think I can arrange that. I just don't know if I'm allowed to go back. Or even step in the building. I'm sure there's some kind of ex-patient policy."

"y/n please. I can't ask you enough please please please," she cried.

"I'll try. Here. Do you have a pen and paper somewhere?" I asked. She said yes and I told her to write down my phone number. "I should go Mina. Call me whenever and I will answer."

"Okay baby. Thank you. I miss you so so much."

"I miss you too."

"Goodbye my beautiful girl."

"Goodbye Mina. I- I love you."

"...I love you too. So so much."

I hung up the phone and let out a loud sob. She was in so much pain and it's all my fault. Dr. Staple said it herself. She was having another episode. I put my phone down and close all the tabs on Cordelia's computer and rush back upstairs.

Without caring what Zoe and Madison have to say, I bust into my room and go straight to my bed, pulling a leather suitcase from underneath it.

"Oh shit y/n, you better not be running away again," Madison said with a shaking voice.

"I'm not running away. I'm taking a trip."

"Bitch where?" Madison asks rudely.

"I have to go get someone okay? Please, tell Cordelia that I'm fine and I'll be back tomorrow," I said as I quickly pack one outfit, a blanket, neck pillow, advil, whatever I thought Wilhemina might need for the ride. Now, I didn't have my license but Cordelia started teaching me how to drive when I was 16. I drove all the time before I went to Dr. Staple's.