Alive | h.s

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Elise's POV
I sit there on the bathroom floor with a knife in my tight grasp, my mother is trying to get inside. They're telling me she wants to hurt me and if I open that door, I'll be covered in bruises.
"Elise you need to open the door this instant!" She demands.
I stay silent after letting out a few sobs.
"Please honey everything will be alright, Jenny is okay!" She pleads but I don't believe her. Jenny is dead, she lost too much blood and if Jenny was alive it wouldn't be fair to dad, he lost less blood but he died. Mother is lying.
I suddenly feel a strict force being pushed against my back as I move forward quickly getting up as I still hold the dirty knife.
"Oh Ellie what are we gonna do, would you like some ice cream? W-we can go down to the ducklings for a walk if you'd like?" My mother hesitates.
I slightly nod and she pulls the knife away from me and we exit the washroom,
Do you want to go stay the night at Auntie Leonas house maybe? You can see her doggies." She offers and I nod.
"Okay good." Pack some extra clothes just in case Julie wants to play dress up." She tells me and I obey.
As you can tell, my name is Elise, I'm eighteen and my Dad and possibly younger sister are dead. I live with my mom most of the time and I have to go to my Aunties house sometimes. These times are usually when I don't take my medications in the mornings at precisely 9:00. One time i found these really colorful pills, with a different color on each side, there is two sides. Anyway if I take them I begin to feel very happy and cheery, that's how mother wants me to be. The colorful pills, let's call them magic feelings, yeah so I just steal them from Jenny's room and nobody ever noticed. She had at least five or six containers of them which makes like 200 pills, I didn't count. I took 4 pills every 6 hours and mother buys 3 containers a week so, I have enough. She says I take too many and I might get addicted. I like to take them because they make me feel something other than sadness and desperation. They almost make me feel alive.
As soon as my stuff is packed my mother rushes me to the car and we drive off.
She takes the long way I guess because I don't recognize this route.
I look over at her through the mirror of her car, she focused on the road I can tell, but she sends me a sad smile as if she's apologizing.
After a long drive through somewhere I don't know she stops the car and looks at me.
"I've gotta stop in here you wanna come in? Bring your backpack we wouldn't want it to get stolen would we?" She says and I nod in agreement.
I walk out of the car and into the building, taking my mothers hand. We walk up to a front desk of some sort and my mothers leans in to,whisper something in a lady's ear that I can't make out. Mother signs a few papers, and I look off into a window of a door and see a boy with blood on his forehead, walking past the window, he looks at me in confusion. His emerald eyes shine brightly through his dark curls that surround his face. He mouths something I don't understand. Suddenly I'm being shook by someone.
"Elsie Baby I've gotta go now, this isn't Auntie Leonas house, she wasn't available right now. This place will feel just like a hotel Ellie, you'll be out before you know it!" She says hugging me very tightly, I whisper a faint 'I love you' into her ear. She gives me another sad smile and a kiss on the cheek and walks out of the building, leaving me. As soon as she steps out of the building, I'm being violently pulled into the doors I last saw that boy. Somebody  throws me into a brightly lit room with a bed and a small shelf with around 3 pairs of hospital clothes. I feel a needle in the side of my neck then suddenly, nothing.