Jamie's Survival

Sixteen

I can't believe I've been here two weeks already, I wanted to get out. My muscles ached and I couldn't even eat.
My throats were dry and thankfully the nose bleeding have stopped.
The doctors tried to make me talk but I can't.
They're trying to exploit me. They are reporters disguising as doctors. I know all of them.

I just want to die. I want this constant pain to stop. I want to end it all. I couldn't even look at the mirror because I like the reflection I see there. That's not me.

I've always been complimented for having beautiful blue eyes and fair and flawless skin.
I'm not this person with bloodshot eyes and dull skin.

"Goodmorning Jamie" One of the stubborn doctors walked into my room. I wouldn't leave the room no matter what. I was scared that someone would be behind the doors to take pictures of me.
"What are you doing here? I don't want to talk" I turned around looking at him.

"I'm here to help you" He smiled.
"You want to help me, get me out of here" I said.

"I can't do that, we are trying to make you be better"he said.

" I'm good, you're holding me against my will and that's Kidnapping"I rolled my eyes.

" How are you feeling today? "He asked.

" Apart from the pains? I feel irritated and annoyed, I just wanna go home"I answered.

" You'll go home soon"he smiled.

" Or you can do something for me, you can get me a little coke and it's not for free.. I'll pay you"I said.

"What would be doing if you weren't here right now? "He asked.

" Having fun.. I give great blow jobs you know.. get me some coke and I'll give you a blow job. If you're good, sex"I winked.

" James Gordon... What do you think your mom would be going through? Don't you want to see them? If you don't want to be here we can send you to the police for overdosing"he dropped his chart.

" What? Are you threatening me? "I asked.

" No, Jamie.. we are here to help you, to give you back the normal life you deserve to have... Give treatment a chart and I promise in a month you'll be as good as new"he held my hand.
" It's so hard.. it's just so hard.. I convinced myself I wasn't addicted.. I didn't want to be addicted,It's so painful ... I just wanna go home"I cried.

" I promise, you'll go home.. you'll go home to your family and you'll proud of yourself that you overcame this... I promise"he smiled.
" Please.. please help .. help me.. I don't want to die.. I don't want to die"I cried hugging him.

" It's okay.. you're okay"he held me when I cried my heart out.
I was always crying nowadays yet my tears wouldn't stop coming.
I just want to die.
I want this pain to stop.

I want to see my family.
I want cocaine.
I want to live