Black Wing (Book #1)

Chapter 6

Seven months Later.

Greenways Psychiatric Hospital

This is all wrong.

"You shouldn't be here." I whispered, my hair hanging in front of my face, shielding me from my biggest fear.

Reality.

"Amery did you hear-"
"I heard."

I looked into his eyes.
The eyes I thought I once loved.

"Levi. You need to leave. All of you." I felt my voice waver as I said this.

They needed to stay.
I needed them.
I needed him.

But he wasn't there.

He was dead.
Or so I thought...

"Amery...we discharged you." I felt my eyes widen.

Are they crazy?

"Are you insane." I heard myself croak.
I saw him flinch slightly at my choice of words and I knew he understood my underlying message.

As happy as I am to see them, I knew they couldn't be here.
I focused my attention the floor.

I was unstable, and they knew it.

"We know where he is." My head snapped up to face Kris who looked at me with his eyes filled with the one emotion I hated to be looked at with.

Pity.

"Don't look at me like that." I spat, narrowing my eyes at him. His eyes widened as I took a shaky step forward, a slow, sinister smile spreading across my face.
"You actually think I'm going to go...you think I'm going to go..." I whispered and Levi took a stop towards me.

"Amery-"
"You think you can waltz into Greenways and discharge me...you don't know what you're doing."

Frowning, I tilted my head towards Kellin who was now stood directly in front of me.
"Why are you so confident...what makes you think I'll go...hm?"

"Because I know how you feel about him."

I growled.

"What do you know, huh? Tell me, what exactly DO YOU KNOW." I wasn't even trying to control my anger. I allowed each of my words to be filled with venom.

I chuckled deeply and looked up at them all.

"He doesn't care..." I mumbled.
"If he did...he wouldn't have left."

"This isn't you Amery."

"I lost myself a long time ago."

"There's still time to find yourself."

"I lost hope along with myself too."

"Honey," I heard Scar start and I felt a flood of emotions return at the sound of her familiar nickname.

"We know you Amery. We know what's best for you right now and this," She gestured around the hospital.

"This isn't it."

I let my gaze land on her for a second.

She looked older and her hair was a natural brown.

'I hate my natural hair...'

And it was then I wondered, just how much had changed since I left?

Since he left?