My Tourniquet

Chapter 3

The hospital is complete hell hole; theres patients here who refuse to take there medications, some who throw tantrums, and there are some that are real nice but have problems. When the gaurds walked me in the building, all the crazies were looking at me. Am I the new crazy?

Only six months tell im out of this hell hole, great. What will I do then?

1 month: Got beat up but bi-polar people

2 month: Got locked up for cutting my self in the showers

3 Month: Letter from home day..... didnt get a single letter

4 month: I mostly stayed in my room, and looked at a wall

5 month: Helped beat up a hobo outside

6 month: Ready to go home.

When mom came to get me and left the hospital, there wasnt even one hug or hello kiss from her. It was silence all the way home. I'm not ready to face my dad, who knows what he has in mind for me. Maddie, I wonder what shes like now? Hopefully better.

"Hows Maddie?"

"She's fine, her eye is healing alot better." I feel completly guilty, I know i should of whached her more carefully but it was an accident. Accidents happen right?

"Mom, I didn't mean for that to happen. I swear to you."

"Chase, I know that. But seeing you cut yourself made you a different person, a monster. What were you thinking?" I didnt know what to say to that. Maybe she is right........ I am a monster.

When mom and I pulled up to the house, dad was outside on the porch swing watching Maddie ride her bike on the sidewalk. He looked up from her to me, gave me the same evil look he did six months ago. Maddie stoped her bike in front of me; her eye still kinda swollen from the burn, her face was still red, i couldnt tell what her side looked like. She looked at me, and peddled off.