The Beauty & The Brains

13

Aya

207 minutes into the 20160 i have to spend here.

They asked me who I would allow to visit.

I didn't put anyone.

I know it's selfish but I can't take seeing them cry again.

But now, I'm on my way to a group therapy session.

"I have to stay with you when in the hallways considering what you do for work and your skill set." The lady next to me explains.

I don't plan on escaping. That would mean Spencer and my siblings looking for me.
I don't plan on trying to hurt myself, that would include more doctors and more lawyers. I just want to sit and wait for this to end so I can go home. Not the Salazar house, I mean home, home. The house we lived in before Momma died, before Daddy started hitting us. When everything was perfect. I reach up to wipe the tear off of my cheek.

"You okay?" She asks. I look down at the simple house shoes Amoura brought me along with some clothes. After a few more minutes of us walking we reach a sliding door.

"I'll be in that corner." She says pointing to a corner of the room where the other nurses are. I look away and walk over to the group sitting on pillows on the ground. I take the empty seat.

"Hi, Welcome, I'm Jemma the group counselor, you are?" She asks with a smile. I dont like it, her smile makes my skin crawl.

I was told that I have to answer her questions during group sessions. I don't want to speak though. ASL or LSF?

I answer in LSF.

'I'm Aya, nice to meet you.'

"ASL instead of speaking, alrighty." She says slightly annoyed.

'French sign language, not english.' I sign.

"Does anyone know what she's saying, it's complete jibberish." She asks.

"She has a degree in Communications and Language. It's most likely far from Jibber-ish. Just let her listen for today." My nurse says walking up and sitting next to me. The lady smiles and continues with her session. I sit and stare at my feet. My nurse gets up and signs for me to follow her. I do and we leave the room sitting in the chairs outside of the room.

"I understand if you don't want to speak to her but you have to speak in general Aya." She says softly.

"Spencer" I mumble. I want Spencer, I want him here now.

"Dr. Reid? Is that who you want?" She asks and I nod. My chest tightens, these clothes are are too tight. The room is too small. I hold my legs into my chest rocking back and forth.

"I want Spencer" I sob. She rubs my back while on the phone.

I can't breathe.

But I can breathe just fine?

No, you can't breathe, choke.

I cough several times before igniting a severe asthma attack. I put my legs down and lean forward in the chair to try and regulate my breathing. Which fails miserably.

Breathe Dumb Bitch.

A doctor runs up and tries to touch my arm.
Don't let them touch you.

I grab his hand and flip him on his back. Why did I do that, I didn't mean to do that. I curl back into my ball and sob into my arms.

"Back up, Don't touch her." My nurse says.

"I'm SSA Dr. -" Silence

There's No sound after that.

Why can't I hear?

I open my eyes to see a blinding white room.

Where am I?

Where is my Spencer?

I look around the room to find padding on the walls. Not soft padding either.

The room begins filling with water, Rapidly. I try to swim but something is holding me. My leg. Is that a chain? I'm chained to the floor. Why am I chained to the floor? I reach down to pull at it. The water shoots up filling my nose.

Pitch

Black

Death?

The beeping and the sound of breathing are heard faintly.

"Aya, My Love." Spencer says faintly.