I woke up in a room with off-white walls and bright lights. I was in a bed that wasn't mine, and I couldn't see anyone else. There was a ducky curtain hanging up blocking me off from the rest of the room. When I went to get up i noticed I had wires around me and I was attached to machines. Suddenly becoming aware of where I was, I acknowledged I was in a hospital. That's when my mind really flooded with questions. Why am I here?? How did I get here? Does my family know? Am I dying?????
I panicked. I took the different IV's and needles out and grabbed some clothes I saw on a nearby chair. After getting change I casually but quickly started to make my escape. Turning the corners I looked around afraid someone would notice I was missing. Eventually I made it to the elevator. I'm safe. Once the elevator reach the main floor I started heading towards the door. That's when a lady at the front desk started to shake her hands viciously grabbing my attention. I turn around it was a nurse in light teal scrubs, who was now running towards me. "You need to get back to your room now, Miss Smith." Shit I seas so close to the door. I reluctantly followed her back to my room. Once we got there she made me lay on the bed and began to reattach the IV's and other needles. "Why am I here?" I signed. She looked at me questioningly "You really don't remember?" I nodded. She sighs before signing "Someone in your school found you laying on the floor of a locked bathroom, with an empty bottle of Trazodone in your hand. Your prescription was set to last 2 more weeks, we checked, you overdosed." I was shocked and asked her why I couldn't leave. "We are in the process of flushing the drugs out of your system and then we have to keep you under surveillance. Next question popped into my head "Do my sisters know?!?" I signed frantically. She shook her head then asked if I wanted to inform them. Yea right I don't want to deal with that! I signed a quick "No".
I didn't really have visitors. The twins visited once or twice and talked to me about what I was missing at track. They told me about my sisters and how stuck up they've been, and how they've been bothering them about where I was. It made me sad to hear my sisters were treating my friends like shit too but I wasn't about to let my sisters know where I was. I had been in the hospital for a few days when someone new came in. Jack. How did he find out I was here
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For those who don't know Trazodone is an Antidepressant. I don't know anyone who takes it but it was on a list of them that I found online and that was the one I chose so no one take it personally, or anything.
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