Goodbye Sanity / H.S AU #Wattys2015

Hell Hole

After a few hours of that horrible day, while in the ambulance, I was losing my consciousness little by little. Then I fainted, and the only thing that was going on inside my head was how Luke would react to what I had done.

The next day morning, I started regaining consciousness. I felt such a horrible pain in my right leg. I opened my eyes, and found my brother sitting next to me and my parents with the cops. I felt scared at that moment, until my brother whispered that everything was going to be alright. Then the cops started asking me about what happened in the woods, but I wouldn't answer in front of my brother. So the cop asked him to leave the room.

Then the cop asked me if I was taking drugs, and I answered, "No."

The cop left the room, and my parents and Luke were allowed to come in to see me. Luke didnt seem angry at all, and even my my parents didn't say anything to me. Luke asked me to tell them everything happened to them and they would protect me. It was weird for him to say to me because he had warned me not once or twice, yet it happened anyway. I didn't know if I should would be relaxed or anxious. Too many thoughts had been coming up in my head. We stayed in silence for a few minutes until I finally spoke.

"I'm so sorry for what I did. I caused to you a lot of troubles and I really didn't mean it. I regret it."

Luke looked at me, surprised.

"I warned you many times, but you were not listening," he said.

A few seconds later, I heard a knock on the door. It was the nurse, and she was holding a stack of papers. Those papers were the report of my analysis results, which my brother took from the nurse. Once he looked at it, he threw it down and it landed somewhere in the room. He ran so fast over to me, asking, "You're taking hard drugs?"

"Ye..Yes!" I admitted, hesitantly.

"Yeah. That was expected, that was what the cops told me that night," my dad said.

Apparently I will end up being at the 'hospital for the treatment of addicts.'

I couldn't remember anything, even my friends's names, except for Sarah. I really didn't know why I did that to that myself. I wish I had listened to Luke.

The next morning, my parents dropped me off at the hospital where I would be treated.

The hospital was so wild, filled with sick people walking, wearing white unforms in the hospital's park. It was so weird for me to be in a place like that. I entered the gate, and the receptionist looked at me strangely. I pretended that I didn't notice him. My dad filled out the form. Now I would officially be treated there and became one of them. There was a moment when I really needed heroin as bad as hell, as I sat there on their plush red couch, staring at the utterly plain walls. But I remained relaxed, even as 'Dr. Max Bowen' popped his head inside saying, "Follow me."

As I was sitting with some boys, the doctor started to talk to us.

"What is your name?" He asked.

"My name is Alexa."

"Nice," he said. "So, Alexa, you're heroin addicted?" He asked.

I answered 'yes' without complaining.

"So tell me and your mates how you started." He said.

"I would like to keep that to myself, it's my personal life so..." I said, rolling my eyes.

"Okay, keep calm." He said.

He called the nurse in to take me to my room.

"Here. This is your room, this your uniform, and the bathroom is at the end of the hallway. Get well soon," she said softly smiling up to me,
I smirked.

She left the room, and within a moment, I started to cry. I needed Heroin so bad. The nurse heard me, and she came in to give me a red, bitter syrup. I soon started to fall asleep.

The next morning was the first day of my treatment. It was the worst thing ever. I actually couldn't bear it. I couldn't feel my head and my eyes were completely red. At that point, I was dying to get Heroin right then. I started to knock on the door really hard, screaming and shouting, until the doctor opened the door.

"It's okay, it's okay. Keep calm. Everything is gonna be alright. Just keep calm now," he said. I went with him to his office.

"Look, if you want to get out of here, you will have to listen to what I'm going to ask you," he ordered.

"What do you want?" I showed no interest.

"The next period is cosidered to be the most important period of your treatment journey! You have to be strong enough and be patient enough to get over it. Your life is in your hands," he explained.

"I appreciate what you have done, and what you will do for me. Now I just need to get some rest," I said.

The doctor called in the nurse to get me back to my room - that bloody prison that I can hardly breathe in. What I really want now is to get out of this hell hole!

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