Borderline Butterfly

Chapter 7

The next morning was surprising. I was lounging in the day room, flipping through the pages of some random mystery novel when a nurse called me over.

"Rose, it's time," she announced, "Grab your stuff and meet at the nurses' station. Your ride should be here soon enough."

I jumped up, ignoring the fact that they had my stuff. 

"Wait, what. I get to go home? The doctor hasn't even seen me in a couple days."

"Doctor thinks you're stable enough now and yes you get to go home," she sounded as aggravated as her she looked, "Now hurry up."

"I'll be right there! Got to go say goodbye to Kay," I said, completely forgetting she was already gone. I slouched in disappointment at that realization.

 Guess I didn't have anything to do except remind them to give me my blanket back and wait. At first I wondered who my ride was, then it hit me. Duh. The only person it could be was Sasha...or Jake. As unprepared as I was to see Sasha again after the fighting and her getting me locked up in here, I hoped it was her and not him. Every time Jake said or did something, he became more unbearable. I wasn't about to sit there and endure his oh so smooth attempts to talk me into a threesome the entire way home.

Soon enough, Sasha was there to pick me up. Thank the gods. After saying bye to the staff, I excitedly walked past the station and through the doors, practically running. With every step into freedom, the happier I grew. Outside, I twirled in circles in the rain, yelling out to the sky without a care for how crazy I appeared. Surely anyone watching would want to send me right back inside.

"Thank you," I grinned to the heaves, my hands high above me.

"I don't know what they did to you," Sasha's voice pulled my arms out of the air and my face down to see her. She was looking at me awkwardly, "but wow.''

The smile I gave her was equally awkward, but I didn't say anything. Didn't know what to say. Should I be angry? Should I thank her? She didn't say anything more either. She simply popped open the driver door and loaded in. Once we both got into her purple Tahoe, we headed out. The ride was silent. I was too thrilled to be out in the real world again to notice if there was any tension. I just bobbed my head to the radio and watched everything we passed like it was the first time I'd ever seen the town. Sasha made a pit-stop at the pharmacy. Either she assumed I'd need to go there or whoever called her to pick me up had told her. After picking up my meds, we finally arrived at home.

"I have to go to town for a few things," Sasha informed the moment we pulled into the driveway, then asked with one eyebrow raised, "You'll be okay by yourself, right?''

"I'll be fine. Trust me, I haven't felt this good in years. Have fun; be safe," I smiled and hopped out of the vehicle, waving as I headed to the front door. 

I'm sure if I had paid more attention to her as I left, I would have seen a baffled expression on her face. I don't know if I'd never been in this good a mood since we'd lived together, but after how everything went down, there was no way she expected me to be. I also pondered whether or not she was still upset with me. After getting inside, I felt this rush of energy in me.

Oh! This house is a disaster! I looked around the living room, studying the piles of books, unsorted mail, and other random items. There was barely enough room on the couch for two people to sit. The rest of the seats were covered in what was probably a mixture of dirty and clean laundry. I didn't even want to think about getting closer to see the dust and litter all over the floor. I have got to clean all this. Before I began, I made a quick trip to my bedroom to drop my bags. My plan to tidy the living room immediately derailed when I saw the state of my room. Okay, I'll begin in here. How is it worse? I immediately dived into the task, organizing things in their little spots, tossing trash into a grocery sack, sorting my clothes and bags... I even vacuumed the whole floor! Soon enough, I was done and making my way down the hall into the kitchen .