DEAD GIRL [l.h.]

1.

the key slid into the cold, steel door. a green light came on and a man in scrubs opened the door for me. on my other side was a woman, in scrubs too, with teddy bears all over them. she was holding my arm at one side and the man held the door open. inside was a long, dark hallway. there were rooms on each side of the hallway with big metal doors, each of them cracked open. one light was coming from a room, but it barely shined in the hallway because it was flickering, making it seem more dark. it was eerie. the man tried to get me to walk down the hallway, but i ignored him. i need to know my surroundings before i proceed. i noticed a round nurses desk, against the wall. i could tell there was an open space, probrably a room that i'll sit in. i saw another nurse sitting at the desk, and she seemed half asleep. there was a big clock hanging on the wall above her, it read 11:42 pm.
"stella, please move forward." i still ignored them, before they looked at each other and lifted me up. i stayed silent and observed each room. some girls were inside, and most of them were asleep. they stopped when they got to the nurses desk, and they let me go. "you can go have a seat, sweetie." the woman in teddy bear scrubs said with a soft smile as she turned on the lights in the room, that i knew i'd be sitting in. it looked like a room you would see in daycare. big plastic tables, with writing on them. except it was more explicit. things like "springhill is hell" were carved into the tables. big, fat, plastic chairs were at each table in sets of four. four tables, four chairs to each. i slowly walked over to one table, and tried to pull a chair. either i was extremely weak, or that chair was made of gold bars. i tried to pull it again and i couldn't. i looked at the nurse with a weird glare.
"oh!! sorry about that. the chairs and tables are filled with sand so that people can't throw them." she said with a nervous laugh and she pulled the chair out for me. i sat down and examined the room some more. i saw a white board at the front of the room, with names written down on the side. there were maybe fifteen or sixteen names. all the rules were listed on the other side.
1. no drama.
2. no cussing.
3. no touching each other.
4. no writing on chairs or tables.
5. only one person in the quiet room at a time.
6. don't get bootyjuiced.
7. be respectful.
8. make vanessa's birthday awesome!!!!
9. no giving out personal information,
10. do not share clothes.
11. pick up after yourself.
12. no going into each others rooms unless they are your room mate.
13. no yelling.
14. no dating.
15. what happens in group, stays in group.
16. no playing with each others hair. we are not a salon!
the list went on and on. there were also some scribbled pictures on the board and big lettering at the top that read "SMART GOALS." i looked around some more, and there was a small tv on the opposite side of the room. some wallpaper was ripped off of the wall, and there was a deep hole in the bottom left corner. somebody got angry.
i sat there for a few minutes while they were finishing up my paperwork. i saw a girl with short white bleached hair emerge from the darkness of the hallway. she was short, and a little chubby. she had a small nose and a round face. she was wearing a grey sweatshirt, leggings and socks. she walked up to the nurses desk and stood up on her tiptoes. "ms. marley? i can't sleep." she whined. "can i pleaseeeee have my next dose of trazedone??" she smiled cheekily. the nurse, who was supposedly named ms. marley, said "kat, it hasn't been a full hour yet since you've had your last dose." the girl, who was named "kat" complained. "you can take a seat next to stella. she just came in about ten minutes ago, be nice." she said nodding her head towards me. kat shrieked, "oh my god a new girl!" she said running over towards me. she pulled the chair out without a struggle. "you get used to the chairs." she smiled. "hi! i'm kat, and it sucks that you're in here. i'm 13, almost 14. i might be in here on my birthday, which sucks ass." she sighed and i saw her eyes flicker around the room. "you don't talk much, do you?" she asked. i just looked at her. i wasn't here to make friends. this place was the last place i wanted to be.
"i want a fucking cigarette." she groaned and picked at her nails. the nurse looked at her and gave her a look. kat stuck her tounge out at her. i looked down and mumbled, "me too." the girls eyes just lit up. "oh my god you talk!! i know it may seem scary at first and all, but after awhile, we become your family. i've known all these girls for only two weeks, and they're like my sisters." she smiled and then gasped, "i wonder who your room mate is!! lets find out." she said and she grabbed my hand and pulled me with her up to the nurses desk. i just followed along. she pointed to a board that said "BED BOARD" and it had room numbers down it. the adolescent girls were written in red, the adolescent boys in blue, and the latency unit was written in a green. there were, again, about 14 or 15 girls written, only 4 boys, and 8 children. kat looked down the board and jumped with joy. "ohh you're with queenie!! she is the best, you're going to love her. too bad we can't be room mates though, you can't be any more than two years apart." she said with a frown as the nurse interrupted. "kat, please go sit down. i have to do stella's skin assessment." she said getting up from her chair and pushing through the swingy door from the large desk. "follow me." she motioned her way to a small door. she slid her key in, and the same green light came on. she opened the door, "after you." she smiled. i walked inside to a small, dimly lit hallway with a book shelf. she walked down the hallway and opened the door to a room that looked like an office. except it looked like it was meant for kids. "this is miss sharons room. she gets to work with the kids." she laughed and took a measuring tape out.
"lucky her." i snidely replied.
"yeah, the adolescent girls is the unit no one wants, but i like it. i think i'm the only one that can handle y'all." she smiled. "alright, so i'm going to do a skin assessment. you may keep your underwear and bra on, but i have to weigh you and measure you and all that junk." i nodded and untied my white converse, then slowly unbuttoned my black skinny jeans and pulled off my sweatshirt. i wasn't wearing anything under it. "okay, so you can't have these shoe laces. i'm gonna have to take them out. you can keep the sweatshirt and jeans, but the wire in your bra is gonna have to go, so i'm gonna need you to take that off too so i can cut the wire out. i'm sorry it has to be this way, it is purely for your safety, stella." she said taking the laces out of my shoes as i took my bra off. i really didn't even care anymore. she pulled scissors from the desk and cut the wire out of my bra. that was a forty-dollar bra. but i don't even care anymore. nothing matters.
she spoke to me as she measured my waist. "yeah, this place isn't the ideal vacation spot, but hopefully you will get out of here feeling alot better. some people even get discharged within a week." she said as she wrote on her clipboard. she made a sad face when she looked at my arms in legs, covered in deep scars and cigarette wounds. she wrote on her clip board and mumbled, "type C, wound, self inflicted, down to knee on each leg, type B wounds, each arm, self inflicted, type B wounds, bottom left of stomach, self inflicted." and so on. she handed me back my clothes, "are you hungry?" she asked and i shook my head. i can't possibly eat right now. i got back into my clothes. "i bet you're tired. let me show you to your room and you can head to bed, okay?" she said as she walked into the hallway and unlocked the door as i followed. i noticed that kat was no longer in the room with the white board. i walked through and followed "ms. marley." we walked down the hall and stopped towards the end. she opened the door and inside were two twin beds on opposite sides of the room. there was a dresser in the middle, and then two cubbies by each bed. there was a sleeping girl in one bed, and the other was empty.
"your room mate is queenie, she's a pretty heavy sleeper. the bathroom is to the right, theres a shower, a sink, and a toilet. we usually leave the bathroom light on to sleep. you can turn it off if you want. your parents should send in clothes and they should be here by tomorrow, along with all your hygiene products. if you have any problems let me know. goodnight." she said, and with that, she was gone. i slowly walked over to my bed with my shoes in my hand. i took off my pants and rolled back the covers. i set my shoes by me and slid into bed. the bed was literally rubber with a sheet on it. i laid down and stared at the ceiling. this is where i am. i'm in a fucking mental hospital. how did i get myself here?
"hey, new girl." someone whispered, and i turned my head to see the so called, "queenie."

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yeetska that is the end of chapter 1!!!!! this chapter is super boring because its just the expository. but hey, you have to build up the story. let me know what you think in the comments :-)))<3
-ariel

uPDATE: sorry i havent updated in forever, but i'm working on it and it should be updated by later tonight!!