drews pov
after the lasy wentto analize my awnsers i was left alone with my thoughts and that's the worst thing fo rme right now..then i tryed tyo go to sleep again.i wanted to see claire so damn bad..then i looke \d at the clock...i was 4 am already..
then i heard a familer voice from the doori had my back faceing"yes?" i said not turning around not wanting to face who ever it might be.."drew, what happened?" i saw claire walk into my eyesight and witting on the chaire by my bed,"why...why would you do this.." she said looking like she was going to break down.."you've come so far..""claire dont cry, you dont need me in your life fucking everything up."
she looked shocked at me"drew your the reason im still alive.." she looked really hurt.."im sorry.." i said as i sat up and reached for her hand to hold it, she pulled away.."drew stop apologysing its not always your fault,""yeah but i feel selfish.." i said looking at my hands on my lap "DREW NOT EVERYTHING IS ABOUT YOU!" she said befor leaveing the room....fuck i really fucked up this time..
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as i took my bag out of the taxi i was forced to go in to the 'rest center' the therapist had suggested for me..i looke at the large pale colored building..looked more like a school than anything..the name was,"grandomina rest home" where the fuck am i?...
this isnt a rest home more like a torture home...i walked into see a man,"hello im john, cani take your bags?" he asked nicely..."no" i said clutching them tighter...i didnt want some guy touching my things..."okay,let me show you around he said smileing at me"this is the lounge, we have a tv osme couhces, and some bored games.." he said smileing at me as i looked around the room,there was a man with long black ahir and facial hair sitting at one of the tables reading, most likely a patient..
a man with longish brown hair just looking at me..god can he stop stareing at me..."and up this hallway..." he said leading me as i looked away from the brown haired boys gaze..."he led me up a hall way with doors trhat where closed but the walls where very plane yellow and white carpeted floor...,"this is the dineing hall.." he said walking me into a caffitertia..and walking around he preimeter of the room...i the middle there was a man my age.he had red fringe and was stareing at a picture of a boy saddly,"whos that?" i said pointing to the sad boy.."oh thats kier, and thats laurence.." he said pointing to a man sitting in the corner writeing and not leaving not leaveing his focaus on writeing "what?!' he said to john,"hmm?" john said looking up from his clipbored he was writeing something..
"you said my name what?" he said not paying any attention to me scared at the loud laurence"oh.laurence you want to show drew around.." he said nodding tword me,"il get you a note book or something" he said bribeing laurence,"ugh fine" laurnece said stanidng up and closing his nottebook,"come on then" he said looking at me then leaveing,"WAIT. i wanna come" kier said running to laurence and i ,"hellom im kier!" he said loudly and nicely for how sad he looked.."im drew..." i said smileing a him."dont be to shy, youll be here for a while" said laurence from beside me,"no im leaving soon i need to see claire" i said defencivly,"listen drew.." kier said stopping me,"shell forget about you faster then that" he said snapping.."what ever" i said breaking his gaze.."can you just show me where my room is, im tired.." i said lieing i needed to be alone now..
"sure i think your room wit shane, the brown haired one.." he said pointing to the one from befor who was looking at kje, now annoyed by my presence..,"oh.." "this way, drew" he said walking down a creeoy hallway,":so you'll sleep there, also if you have any books you might want to hide them...like this.." he said pointing to my sketch book"can i look at them?" he aksked lightly ,"i guess.." i said as i put my stuff in the dreser by my bed..."wow whos this" he said looking at claires drawing...
