Messed up love

Chapter 1: Prison

I awoke to the sound of the door creeping open into the dim room.

"Time to wake up for vital checks and breakfast, girls" One of the therapists said

I shifted my position and took the thin blanket off of my face and my roomate, Brisette, dug her face into her pillow further and groaned.

I went into the small bathroom in our room to brush my teeth and change into day time clothes.
Coming out I went to get my vitals checked like every other morning and eat breakfast.

"Still sleepy huh?" One other patient I've made friends with chuckled as he asked and I nodded slightly "Like always, Derek"

After breakfast I went back to my designated room and made my bed. Sitting at my desk I drew different flowers with the one pencil they allowed me to have. Thinking about how my life has gone so wrong I have to be hospitalized for it. This is my fifth day at this mental like hospital and it feels like I've been here for years.

Being here isn't easy. Only being able to see my parents at visiting hours and hearing my brother's voice over the phone before lunch is sad. I miss hearing his smart ass comments and stupid humor. I hope he's doing okay.

I'm in here for reasons some what like the other patient's. Self harm, attempts at suicide and depression.. It's kind of nice to be isolated from the outside world and being stuck with people who are like you, messed up. I wonder what secrets lie beneath them though..

Being interrupted by my favorite worker here, Terry, I smiled as his head poked into the room. "Time for group" I nodded and got up.

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After group therapy I went back to my room and laid on my bed. God do I wanna get out of here already... I felt my eyes get droopy and I curled up on my bed slowly drifting into sleep.

I was awoken by soft sobs in the bathroom and I furrowed my eyebrows and rubbed my eyes. Walking to the door of where the sounds were coming from, I listed in.

"I miss him so much.. So so much" She kept sobbing and I went back to my bed. I don't know who she's talking about but I assumed it was someone close.

The door opened minutes later and Brisette came out with red puffy eyes. She looked over at me "Did you hear anything, Evelyn?" She questioned me. "No" I lied, she nodded and went to her desk.
Everyday is the same and I can't wait to get out. Yeah, I know I belong in this but that doesn't mean I want to be here. I want to run off and never turn back. To never return.