Being Here

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Mona's P.O.V.
I rock back and forth on the hard, dirty Earth of the prison also known as the dollhouse's outside. My prom dress from one month ago is torn in certain places, myself being grateful the thing doesn't slip off of me, considering -A doesn't even bother to feed us but what seems like a bird seed to eat. However, I'm not even hungry. Or thirsty.
I felt like I was about to die. But I didn't want to. I still had a tiny piece of hope as small as a speck of dust.
Honestly, I admit I was lonely while I was here by myself. But now that Emily, Spencer. Hanna, and Aria are here, it just brings back memories of home. Aria especially.
Aria reminds me of Mike.
Mike was the hardest to leave behind. He took a chance on me when no one else would. He's always there for me even when I don't want him to be. Even though some people think he's too young for me, I don't even care. I love him.
And I wish I would've told him that before I left.
"I'm so thirsty I'm seriously considering drinking my own pee." Aria announces, breaking me out of my thoughts. My tired eyes flutter up to her dirt-caked face, so freak looking.
"Hey, you aren't alone." Hanna agrees, hugging her own knees. Emily just sits staring at the ground, not even bothering to speak. Spencer looks sullen in her spot. They all have people they've left behind. And when we all tried to escape, we got punished.
Suddenly, in what seems like forever, the horrid voice sounds. "Please report to your rooms." I put my hands on the ground and push myself up, immediately falling back down because of my weak knees. The girls help me up, standing by my side just in case I slip.
We all get to our rooms. And I see something new attached to my wall.
It's a television with live footage of Mike.
My hand immediately slaps over my mouth to keep from screaming out. Mike is sitting in his bed, holding a picture of him and I and bawling his eyes out. His shoulders heave up and down and his body shakes. Tears fill my eyes as I watch, wanting so badly just to comfort him. I've never seen Mike cry. Ever.
Part of me was reminding me to stay strong because I don't know what -A would do. But honestly, seeing Mike so depressed as this didn't even make me worry. All I wanted was to be with him right now. I just wanted to hug him and tell him everything was going to be alright, and that I was alive. But I couldn't.
And that's when I break.
And now it just makes me want to have died out there in the first place.

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