Mentally Disturbed

Chapter Five

"Monopoly. Are you serious?"

"Of course Arnold!" She says with a bright smile on her face. She sets the box down on the floor while placing pillows as cushions for us to sit.

"It's super fun, I always play it with my father. I beat him every time!"

I sit down, having no choice but to play. Maybe I'll win though, I can be pretty lucky when it comes to money.

*

She wins, every god damn round. She laughs so hard and her nose scrunches and all I want to do is boop it. She's clapping for herself and I'm actually laughing along.

"I'm rich!" She throws her paper money into the air and that's when I can see how skinny and wiggly her arms are. She should really put on some meat.

"It's almost the evening, we should go to the snack bar I'm pretty hungry." I say. Already picking up her money and stacking them back into their rightful places.

"Oh. Sure." She says.

*

"2 bags of skittles please", I say to the nurse in the counter. It's great we have a snack/candy bar, never imagined a hospital having one. I hand Ana one. I tear the bag open and pour some into my mouth. We take a seat by the window as we look down on the city.

"It's a wonderful place, I want to explore it all." She says. She's folding her arms as she leans her head on the glass, looking down.

"You mean the city?"

"The world, the kingdom. His majesty made it so big and wide, and full of troops. And I'm on the wanted list."

I pour another few into my mouth as I look at her, confused by what she's saying.

"They've caught me though, and that's why I'm here." She continues.

"I've been caught too, but we'll be free soon, I promise." I tell her.

She looks down to her hands, where the bag of skittle are, unopened. She nods, and actually eats a piece.

*

I'm laying in my room reading the different magazines that were placed on my table. How to fight depression, defeat the demons, a guide to a happier life. All the cheesy and cliche crap. None of that can help me. I'm far pass a point of recovering. You can't fix what's already been broken and you can't expect them to follow your guidelines and turn our successful. It's their life and mind and you can't crash into their thoughts and change it all. You cant defeat someone else's mind. It's pathetic the way doctors think they can make it through. These magazines just make me hate this place even more. I throw them onto the ground.

It's 10:47 pm and I decide to finally shower. The waters nice and warm but the bathroom is dull and plain. All white tiles, and the only color is the color of my black clothes piled on the floor. Is black is even a color.

As I almost go to bed, I look out into the balcony where I left the curtains open. Today I don't feel like looking at the ceiling, I want to look at the stars. I want to imagine the kingdom Ana talks about, I want to be able to see the world through her eyes. I slowly drift asleep and even though I can no longer see the stars out in the sky, I can still see the stars in the galaxy behind my eyes.

This is short and boring I know I'm sorry I'll make up for it