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17 - unstable

Eleanor's POV:

"Look, Ellie. She's doing fine, I promise," Adina says sitting across from me.

It's visitation day. And right now I'm looking at Eden's Instagram. It's really hard not calling her with every little update. But I need to give her space.

Her recent post is her and her girls at the restaurant. And then her and Charlie hugging at an arcade. Their cheeks are pressed together and both of their smiles are genuine.

I clench my jaw and swipe to the next. Her and Gabby in her bed. Gabby's pretending to bite her. She's laughing.

Okay.

I swipe. Her and Imani in a mirror selfie.

Cute. I like that one.

I go to the final one. Them watching a movie on a projector, but they're all in one bed. Under covers. Close together.

Eden.Spencer01: my girls 💋

"This just made me jealous I don't think I like it," I say, handing her phone back. She laughs.

"I like your Afro. You should wear your hair natural more often."

"Yeah! I am! I'm thinking slick back bun next week. You'll be out by then! Next Monday! Yay!!" She says.

"I know. It was needed, this stay, surprisingly. I didn't realize how crazy my mind was until I got the help and for the first time in a while I think I feel... somewhat stable."

"That's amazing. Are you gonna continue seeing your therapist out of here too?" I nod.

"She's on a different floor so it's not even like- in this ward. So. It'll be fine!"

"Have you met anyone?"

"No. I'm a little bit scared of them. All of them. But it's okay!"

"Hey, Ellie? You have a call from a girl named Eden."

"Oh! Okay, I love you Adi! I'll see you next Sunday!" I hug her.

"I love you too baby girl. Call me with any updates!" I nod and go over to the phone. I pick up.

"Hi!" I say, smiling. I sit down and pull my knees up to my chest.

"Hey, my love. How are you?" I ask.

"I'm good! I'm good I saw your Instagram post cause Adi was just here."

"Oh! Yeah, I got a surprising amount of people who liked it. Like, all their friends are following me now. And their parents. It's a little weird."

"Oh. Their friends?"

"Yeah," she says.

"Oh. Girl... friends?" She chuckles.

"Yes, Ellie. Sounds like you're a little jealous."

I am. I fucking am.

"Maybe."

"Can I ask you a question?"

"Yes," I say.

"Do you trust me not to do anything with these girls?"

Oh. Damn. That wasn't the question I was expecting.

"I mean... yeah," I say softly. "I just- don't like being so far."

"Ellie, it sounds like you don't trust me." I take in a breath.

"Eleanor?" She says softly.

I immediately don't like her tone. My stomach drops.