It's just me

Chapter 6

Who could my own father do something like this? To keep me with all the crazy people from the town in in one building? I was feeling God damn fine and didnt need people to watch over me 24/7. So one day I just wanted to take a look around, maybe making a few friends wouldnt been that bad (if i was going to stay there for a period of time I couldnt talk to the walls). But how was that supposed to help me? Being friends with people , who were out if their mind wouldnt be that easy, but there had to be someone... Someone who was there, not because they wanted to and because they did something stupid and their parents did what they considered as right.
As I walked out of my room I didnt actually know where to go. So I just turned right and kept going on. Through the other room's windows I could see terrible things. People almost dying, pushing their heads into the walls, walking around and talking to someone invisible..
People with real mental problems.
But I didnt give up. There must have been someone, who hadnt gone crazy yet. And as I thought that , the most interesting thing in weeks happened. I saw Stiles. I actually didnt know that I had remembered his name. (lets get over the fact that I'd repeated it serveral times, dont ask why i didnt know too) . He looked just as surprised as me, but for some other reason I turned my head to the other side.
Why was he there? I didn't know that he was insane?! That was somethig I should have discovered when I first met him. Like someone heard me, the doctors gave him the room just opposite mine. Okay, so it was even harder for me to avoid him. GREAT! Joke after joke, my life was so fun. On the other hand , that was my chance to find out what was wrong with him.
The next morning I woke up and felt a really strange feeling in my stomach. What was this now? And then I realized that I was nervous. Now what?! Maybe this was the part when I was slowly going out of my freaking mind or something. The nurse came just a few minutes later and told me to get to the canteen for breakfast. Actually, that was my favourite part of the day, because nobody was supposed to accompany me. A moment of freedom.
Just before I closed the door I heard someone behind me.

"Hey, Malia!" - it was a boy.

I turned to see how it was , but just as expected. It was him.

"Um, hi Stiles" - somehow I answered. "What are you doing here?"

"I was just going to ask you the same, to be honest. Is everything okay?"

"I asked first so I think you should answer me." - I didn't want him to know why I was sent here. I didnt want people to feel sorry for me.

"Maybe you should not know about that. You'll avoid me even more than you do now. Sorry, but I have to go now." - he said and I could feel the sadness in his voice.

"We all try to hide from the demons inside us." - I thought to myself. "And there is no chance to leave things like this. I will find what I need to know."

Walking into the canteen had never felt so strange. Everyone was quiet, the usual playing music wasn't. People hardly talked. Something was obviously wrong, but who could know what and I could ask? A voice inside my head told me just seconds later.

"Stiles can."

Yeah, like he would talk to me. I shouldn't have asked him about his state of health. Stupid me. I looked around to search for him, but he wasn't there. I felt really worried. Why did I even care for him? He was just a stranger who knew what I was. But it wasn't usual for any of us to skip breakfast. So I had to go and check what was going on.

If he was save.