Dat Benja Love

Chapter 20

***Alyssa's P.O.V.***
"Mom?!Dad?!" Oh shoot. I was definitely in for an earful. How did they even know that I was here? I thought they were in a crash? All of these thought raced through my brain as my parents rushed to my side. "Alyssa?! Oh my gosh are you ok? I thought you said you were better now?" my mom presses.

"I'm fine mom really. I just... I don't know, but I'm fine really I swear," I was afraid that she was going to force me to come back  home. 

"Aly... I don't even know what to say..."  my dad this time. It was weird seeing both my parents in the same room together. "Then don't say anything; you don't have to." Both of them looked as if they had been crying for forever. I feel so... ashamed and disappointed in myself for doing this to them. It was so selfish of me, so greedy. 

"I'm sorry. I really am, it was stupid for me to do. I'm sorry," my voice cracks on the last word.

"Oh babe, it's ok. Don't be sorry," my mom. 

Soon after the apologies an awkward silences, a doctor walks in. "Why hello everybody!," he chirps, "I am Dr. Wulfric. Now, I am super duper sorry to break up the reunion, but I need to speak to the lovely young lady in the bed for just a few minutes alone." I don't know if I can handle a few minutes with his voice; he talks as if speaking to a toddler. 

"Well, Miss Alyssy, how are you feeling?" Stupid, ashamed, worthless, disappointed, hopeless, retarded, guilty, embarassed, "Fine. Good even."
"Now you know sweetie, you don't have to lie to me."

"I'm not lying. I feel good. I feel like I've learned even."
"Learned what exactly?"
"That I don't wanna die. That I Love my family and friends and that dying isn't the solution to my problems," I lie to him straight through my teeth; all I want is to get out of here. Dr. Wulfric explains to me that this is very, very good and that I'm very mature for my age. He pops his head out of the door to my parents back in. "Well, you're daughter is a very strong and very mature young lass," he explains in his overly cheery voice, "However, despite how tough she is we are going to need to keep her here for at least two days then it's your decision to send her to the psychiatric ward. I would highly recommend it."

He goes into detail on how it's a "safe healing environment" and my minimum stay would be three days. I definitely do not want to get stuck there when I don't need it at all. All that I want is to go back to Kathy's, eat some dinner with my parents or something and get back to normal. I feel the sweat beginning to bead on my forehead as I think about what would happen if they sent me there. I attempt to hide my stress so they won't think I need to go. "We'll discuss it when the time comes," my dad says once Dr. Wulfric is finished explaining. 

"Well, since that's all cleared up our patient needs rest and some time to think so if we'll all just escort ourselves out," Dr. Wulfric says while making a shooing motion with his hands. I close my eyes and attempt to run away from all the thoughts racing in my brain... unsuccessfully. This is going to be a long two days.