𝐒𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 (𝐁𝐱𝐁+)

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

Waking up in a hospital bed was not how I envisioned my morning to be. Especially when I was not only in a HOSPITAL, hate them yes, but I was also tied down to the bed, the leather like ropes that looked similar to belts restricted my movements. Though thankfully it did not hurt, but this killer headache sure did.

Once I heard the door open, that's when I finally realized what had happened, gaining full self-awareness. "Ah looks like you're awake Oliver! Are you feeling alright?" Tracy asked with a hint of soreness in her voice. Weird.

"Where's Berry?" I asked, ignoring her previous question. That was quite rude of me but I really can't live without Berry.

"Huh? Oh yes yes Berry, the one you had with you yesterday. I'll go grab them for you alright, then we need to have a little chat."

Nodding my head, she quickly walks out the door. Guess I'll be having a nice little chat here soon. *Sigh* I really need a cigarette. I wanna go home, back to working and baking. Baking calms me, helps me forget everything else in the world and I can just focus on myself. Then I can go home and cuddle with Berry. Of course not without the visit from my uncle. 

The door soon again opens, then closes, taking me out of my thoughts. Tracy hands me Berry and I quickly cradle him to my chest.  Love ya Berry. Tracy sits down on the chair that she pulled up right next to this hospital bed, that I am still tied down to. 

Tracy looks over at the restraints since I was practically glaring at them and realizes. " Oh! Sorry about those I'll remove them now, we had them on just to make sure you didn't harm yourself while nobody was in the room", she explains. She quietly unties them and sits back down while I stretch out my sore muscles. "So..." she begins. "You know already, sadly your Uncle has died and well.. you're brother refuses to look after you, which again I'm sorry for your loss. Erm well..." she hesitates and it begins to worry me. Did I do something wrong? I rack over the past few days. Besides yesterday, which I don't want to talk about, I can't recall anything.

"What is it? Did I do something wrong?" I quickly asked.

"Oh no! Sweetheart of course not. It's just I don't know if you'll be happy about this but,  they, well no we, decided that it'd be best if we sent you to a group home. You're going to turn 18 soon so there's really no need to put you into foster care since you'll be leaving as soon as you join." she explained. Group home? I feel like I've heard of those but aren't I to young? Tracy start's to talk again after seeing my troubled expression. "This group home is for young adults, who have had many troubles. This place is for people who need to heal. It's a small home, I wanted to make sure you were comfortable. I'm going to give you my number and you can call or text me anytime that you need to talk, whether it's for therapy or you need someone to be there for you." Tracy smiles, tears brimming her eyes. She...cares? "And, and Oli, can you please tell me about the, well the marks on your body? I was informed by the doctors and after what happened yesterday, I just want to know what happened."