*Trigger Warnings will be involved* I do not premote people to read if mentally triggered by the story, and there will be depression, suicidal thoughts, actions, and suicide will be talked about, as cutting as well as anorexia. Do not read below if you wont like the content, and please take care of yourselves my dinos♡
White walls are everywhere, as I'm walking down the halls of the Tau Center, hating that i got myself into this mess, and i just wanna go home and not deal with it anymore. A young white woman takes me to a room where i change into scrubs, and she takes all of my clothes, getting rid of anything that could hurt me, or hurt someone else.
"I insist that im not a danger," i mumble and she looks over to me.
"Kyle, you know we have to do this, to everyone, right?"
"You wouldn't have the stupid job if my mom hadn't brought me here," i quietly sigh, and look down at my bare feet. A shiver runs through my body at the temperature dropping slowly in the room, it feels like.
"Can i take my jacket with me? Im cold."
"Ok, to do that, you'd need to give me that pull string thats in it, ok?" She polity asks.
"Whatever," i reply as i see her taking it out. She sets it into a bag, the same with my earbuds, belt, shoelaces, necklaces, bracelets, and phone. She gingerly folds my jacket and kindly hands it over to me, and i unfold it immediately and place it over my shivering body, shaking uncontrollably.
"Why can't i have my bracelets? They're only rubber, and not harmful..."
"Id have to check with the head office to see if it's alright, but for now, you have your jacket," she sweetly comments, as i stare at her angrily and agitated, looking back down to my feet. My eyes look from my feet to my legs, to my hands resting on them, then to my arms, wrapped in huge bandages, i slip on my jacket to cover them.
"Self conscious, huh? Don't worry, many people come in here thinking that they would be judged, but dont worry Kyle, they wont mind. Youll be ok."
'LIAR. Dont try to comfort me about this. Dont trust her Kyle, she's lying and you know it. You cant trust your own parents, why trust her?'
I mumble something inexcusable about her, and watch her shrug ut off, like she's been called bad names from so many *kids* that she doesnt quite care anymore.
She quietly collects everything, hands back the rest of my clothes, and lets me get changed out of those annoying and uncomfortable scrubs. I had an Asking Alexandria band-t, a pair of black and red checkered skinnies, rainbow puzzle piece socks, my sky blue beanie, and my thin, black jacket with splatters of red and gray on it. I looked at my bandages one more time since i put it on.
"Ready to meet the group?" The nurse asked," dont worry. There arent tons of them..."
Silence fell over the room, as i walked out with her leading me. I walk into a hallway, a shade of white that was questioning, like between a white rose, or a a sheet of paper. Maybe a bone.
" Are you hungry? You got here pretty late in the day," the nurse asks me.
Dont eat, you cant eat, Kyle. Ill make you throw up, you will starve Kyle.
Dont worry, ill help you Kyle. EAT GOD DAMN IT!
There were two sides to a conversation with myself, and it was always a bad/mean guy, and the good guy that would try to solve my problems. I usually just called them what they were. Angel, and Devil. Cheesy right? Eh, not so much for me. I live with them forever and always, but i dont mind leaving Devil behind.
"NO!" I scream, half plead.
The nurse looks at me oddly, but a smile plastered onto her face.
"Ok, you dont have to eat, its ok."
I sigh, thanking god.
You need to eat Kyle. Dont liste to Devil. He isnt a good guy. Listen to me. The hurting stomache you have will feel better to eat.
SHUT UP ANGEL. Dont eat Kyle. Dont eat...
'Which one do i listen to?' I ask myself.
The nurse opened another door, of all the doors down the long hallway, the first on the right. Before we reached there, there was an outside place, with a tree, some bushes, and two tables.
