Brøkëñ Líês (Completed)

Beaten

Despite the fact that I was still having these uncontrollable scenes, I made friends. Well, I don't know if they were friends, but they were people I spoke to.

It was nice having people who understood me to talk to. They could relate to the same death feelings. The sickening thoughts. The unwanted feeling. They were people who went through some of the same miserable shit I did.

Erick did come to visit. He didn't lie. I was so ashamed of myself for thinking that he would ever lie to me. It didn't make a difference anyway. I only saw him once in a while, and I still couldn't go home with him. And even if I did, he couldn't stop my life from being a living hell.

I was still weakened by the scenes. They happened very often now. It was like every single minute I saw him. I was injected every single god given day, to keep me calm.

I locked myself in my dorm for a whole week. The people who worked there tried getting me out, but it was useless. I still saw him. He haunted me. It made no difference locking myself there. He was everywhere. It didn't matter where I went, he would always be there. He tormented me.

I kept screaming in my dorm, and the people kept banging on the door. You would think that in a place like this the locks would be put outside, but I guess they respected people's privacy.

I banged my head and my entire body against the walls, trying to get Samuel out of my head, but it wasn't worth it. He was still there.

When I finally decided to go out, I had to wait a whole minute before my vision went back to normal. I guess thats what happens when you stay locked up in a dark room for a whole week.

They sent me to my psychiatrist straight after breakfast. She was asking all these questions. I did answer her despite the fact that every word which came out, felt like a cut to the throat.

"Do you think you're crazy?" She asked me, holding a pen, while she opened a file.

"No." I knew I wasn't crazy. I couldn't be. I wasn't.

"Why do you say so?" She started writing.

"Because I know I'm not."

"Okay. Why do you think you see him?"

"Because he did bad things to me."

"But he's dead. He's gone Chelsey."

"Memories never die. Don't you know that? You can try, but they never go away. They always find a way to pop back up, and make you replay them over and over again." I stared straight through the wall. I saw nothing.

"That's true. That's totally true. But Chelsey dear, you can't let this man haunt you forever."

"I never asked for this. If I could stop it I would."

She let out a sigh. "That's all for today. You can leave."

It was lunch time. The food there was disgusting. From the day I entered this building, I had no appetite. I went to the bin to throw it out.

"Hey, you the new girl right?" I turned around to see five girls standing in front of me.

"Yeah. Why?" I tried to look brave but I was terrified. There was this one girl who was passing out the orders. I guess she was the leader. She was tall, thin with black long hair and she extremely gorgeous.

"Just asking. My name's Peaches. This is Sarah, Roxy, Lexy and Ricky. We always introduce ourselves to the new people who come here sooner or later."

"It's nice to meet you." I said, swallowing down something that was absolutely nothing in my throat. "My name's Chelsey."

"Yeah. I know." Peaches said, turning to leave. "Also, don't get in our way or we will destroy you. Bye pooks."

When they were gone, I let out a deep breath which I never even knew I was holding. How did she know my name? I wasn't going to get in their way either. I hardly ever went anywhere in this place.

"Pooks?" I said to myself when they were finally out of sight. "Pooks?" I shook my head and went back to my dorm.

The next day, I never left my room after breakfast was over, until the alarm rang for lunch. I wasn't going to eat today, so I hid in the girls bathroom until it was over.

As I was about to exit, Peaches and her gang greeted me by entering. No not now, I thought. That moment was the only time I actually wished I saw Samuel. He might be the devil, but if I saw him, I know I would be able to defend myself from whatever it was these girls were going to do to me.

"Hey hunny." Peaches said, playing with my hair.

"What's up with you?" Sarah asked. "You okay?"

"I f...fine." I answered.

"Didn't see you at lunch. You hungry?" Peaches took a cupcake from Sarah's hand.

"Amm...no, but thank you." I tried leaving, but the other girls blocked the door. I wanted to cry.

"Going somewhere?" They asked, giving me an evil smile.

"N...no." I stammered.

Peaches smiled at me. "Good. So you can eat this cupcake then." She handed it to me. "It's okay darling. You're already fat. A little more of it won't show on you."

She was thinner than me, and so were the other girls. All I wanted to do was curl up in a ball and cry my heart out. Her words did hit a nerve.

"I can't eat this." I said finally, after many thoughts.

She looked at me. Her eyes looked vicious. "Eat it." I shook my head. "I said eat it!"

I didn't. "You're crossing the line here Chelsey. You're disobeying me. That's not good." I still didn't eat it. "Girls. You know what to do."

She left me to get beaten up by her gang. I was kicked in the stomach, in the face, all over. My heart ached even more than my body. I think I passed out because the last thing I remembered was being kicked in the face by Sarah. When I woke up, I was in the nurse's office.