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MENTAL

January 12th, 2005

Rhory was dreaming of clouds, he was sitting on a grass hill, the wind blowing in him before he was woken up to the sound of a raspy voice yelling in his ear.

"Bennett !!! Bennett wake up!" The voice continued to yell, making rhory groan, he opened his eyes and gave the man who had been keeping an eye on him for the past six months a glare "I'm up" he looked over at the man with a blank face, a second later a smile appearing "packed yet?" The doctor, Samson asked "you mean my three books and parchment? Yes Sammy"

Samson rolled his eyes at the boys sarcasm and turned to walk out of the teens room.

Rhory Laid in bed for a moment just staring at the ceiling, then with a groan he pulled himself out of bed, blankets dragging along with him, almost making him trip, as he walked too the bathroom to brush his teeth.

He looked himself in the mirror and rubbed the sleep out of his eyes with a frown.

The brunette was your average five foot ten nerd, though incredibly stupid. Rhory wore clothing a size too big, his eyes were brown and full of wonder, his lips, when smiling smaller then when he frowned, and if you payed close enough attention, youd see one of his eyes is slightly bigger than the other, no one knew that about him.

Rhory walked out of the bathroom picking at his nails as he walked over grabbed his garbage bag that held his things, then walking out of the room for what he hoped to be the last time.

"Ready?" Samson asked as he looked Rhory up and down "fuck yeah, get me out of this shit hole" Samson let out a laugh and Rhory just smiled at him I might miss this shit head he thought as he walked behind him "is there anyone here for me?" Rhory asked as he looked into the rooms of the other patients before looking at samson who was looking back at him "Dr. Cullen is here to take you home" rhory scoffed before he noticed samson was infact, not joking "weird.."

when rhory walked through the white double doors hes met with a pale man in a dark green sweater, giving him a smile. "Hey Carly" he murmured as he walked towards him, feeling a wave of sadness "where's my father?" he asked, Carlisle looked at samson behind him before frowning at Rhory "he couldn't make it." rhory rolled his eyes at the mans words "of course he couldn't"

rhory rubbed his eyes before turning to samson with a sad smile "Goodbye sammy" his voice was quiet "goodbye rhory" samson waved before he turned and walked out the double doors, leaving rhory and Carlisle alone. When rhory turned back aorund he sighed before forcing a smile towards carlisle "lets go" carlise nodded before opening the door, watching rhory wave at the woman at the counter then the boy walk out before him.

Rhory threw his bag into the back of Carlisle's car and fell into the passenger seat before closing the door with a thud.

The drive back to forks was only forty five minutes but to rhory it felt like hours "I hate cars" he said out of the blue "whys that" Carlisle asked and rhory just shrugged "probably the close proximity to other people" he said as he slumped down in the seat. He leaned his head against the door with a sigh "how's your family?" He asked, his tone bored.

"Their alright" rhory looked at Carlisle with a blank look "their alright" he mocked "That's it? Give me more Carly" The blonde man just looked at the boy and smiled "their fine" he said and rhory just rolled his eyes "do they have any friends?" He asked "they prefer to keep to themselves" rhory sat up and turned to look at Carlisle "that doesn't concern you?" He asked and Carlisle looked at him "no, you concern me" he said causing rhory to slide back down into the seat "ha ha very funny" he gave Carlisle a blank look before turning his head to stare out the window again.

The rest of the car ride consisted of rhory messing with the radio station and Carlisle doing nothing about it.

It wasn't long before the car turned into a long rocky driveway and rhory was finally out of the car "finally" he grumbled and Carlisle just smiled "be good" he said and rhory stuck his tongue out at him "I'm always good" he grabbed his stuff from the backseat but before he could close the door, Carlisle spoke up "if you need anything rhory, anything at all, please call me" rhory looked at the man and smiled "whatever old man" he replied before closing the door with a grin and then walking toward the house, turning only a little so he could wave goodbye to Carlisle.

He opened the door and the stench of cigarette smoke hit his nose, causing him to smile.

"I'm home!" He yelled and the house was quiet, except for the tiny footsteps running down the stairs, followed by a meow "hey ladybug" he said as he picked up the black cat, his bag discarded in the floor "I've missed you" he said as the cat began to lick his face, he let out a laugh before setting her down on the floor and walking into the kitchen, ladybug following behind him.

He figured Macy had been coming to feed ladybug while he was gone considering her dish was full and there was a pack of cigarettes on the counter with a note.

Hey rho rho, I know you'll probably visit me once your out but I thought I'd leave these just in case ♡︎

Rhory smiled at the note and picked up a pack of cigarettes, he walked over to his kitchen junk drawer and pulled out a lighter.

He took a cigarette out of the packet and put it between his lips, he flicked the lighter on and lit the cigarette, taking a long drag and letting out a satisfied hum, his body filling with a much needed warmth.

He carried himself up the stairs as he smoked from his cigarette, Once he made it to his room he opened it to find it looked the exact same, completely untouched.

He put his cigarette between his lips and rummaged through his closet, taking out a white shirt, brown sweater and beige cargo pants, he changed out of his hospital clothes and put on his own. Rhory opened his window and discarded his cigarette, watching as it fell to the grass below. He walked out of his room and back downstairs, walking towards his front door, he put on his converse and left his house.

on the walk to macys house, rhory smiled as he looked around at the trees, they looked damp for it had rained only a few hours before he was released, the raindrops dropping from the leaf's, making him smile as he remembered the dewdrops on the water.

Macy only lived a few houses down so it didn't take long for Rhory to reach her front step, he didn't bother knocking on her front door before walking in "hello?" He yelled out

"Rho rho! Your back!" Macy yelled out as she ran up to the boy, pulling him into a hug, the smell of vanilla instantly reaching his nose "I'm back" he said with a smile, hugging the girl back.

Macy is a small girl with pale skin, her hair was a light pink that looked like it was dyed months ago, which it probably was. She had big green eyes and pretty black eyelashes, she always seemed to be either wearing all black or every color but.

The two walked into the house with smiles on there faces "soooo, whadda ya want?" She asked and Rhory just shrugged "the usual" he said as he looked around.

The place hadn't changed much since the last time he was there, Macy was the kind of person to keep everything anyone gives her, so her house was full of random pictures and furniture, nothing really going together but at the same time it all just fit.

"Here ya go" she said as she handed him a bag of weed "on the house for my very best friend" Rhory just nodded his head, muttering a thanks before he turned to leave the house "your not staying?" Macy asked, a heartbroken look on her face that the boy saw, but didn't think about. Rhory just shrugged "wasn't planning on it".

"Oh" Macy's voice was sad before she smiled at him "okay..bye"

Rhory opened the door and walked out, closing it behind him.

When he got home he walked upstairs to his bedroom again and rolled himself a joint, he laid down on his bed, his mind foggy as he smoked for the first time in a while.

Too rhory smoking felt like a break from life, it made his brain all foggy and half the time he forgot what was going on around him.

He couldn't be happier.