The Strings of a Violin

5. Mariya

To finally be outside felt amazing. Inside of the air blowing in to my room, it blew through my hair. I had fun to say the least, and I hadn't had ice cream in so long!

How did I ever go without it here?

Ellie had come in earlier to tell me that Kito wasn't coming in because he wasn't feeling good. I was disappointed that he wouldn't be coming today, but I did have a meeting or two with my doctors so he wouldn't of saw me much.

I was currently deciding what to put on to wear for the day. Since Kito wouldn't be here there was no use in wearing the outfit he thought I should buy.

I sighed and continued on my hunt. I finally decided on a pair of high waisted pink shorts, tan ballet flats, and a grey and pink patterned shirt with stars on it. And of course, my white shawl from my grandmother.

My grandmother used to come and visit me when she had the chance. That was for the first month or two here. She visited every week, sometimes twice a week or more. My grandfather had already past away and my older sister is in college a few states away.

I was sort of all she had left besides her animals.

Grandma died the third month I was here in the hospital. I think that's a reason as to why I have to stay here longer than others. . .

"Miss Mariya?" I turned my head and let my hair swish with it.

"Yeah Ellie?"

"Your doctors want to have that meeting with you now."

"Oh, ok," I said hopping off my bed and grabbing a stuffed animal that I had bought yesterday for comfort. I held Ellie's hand like a child all the way to the office side of the hospital.

I can't remember the last time I left my wing come to think of it. My doctors always came to me.

Ellie sat me down in a chair and said she would be staying with me the whole time during the meeting. I clutched onto my stuffed alpaca and waited nervously. The doctor came in holding a coffee cup and a file in his hands.

"Hello Miss Mariya, how are you today?" He asked sitting down in the chair across from me.

I made a sign with my fingers that meant something similar to 'good' in sign language.

"I don't know if you remember me, but I'm Doctor Quarter." He said as I stifled a laugh and brought my knees up to my chest like L from Death Note.

Ellie sat her hands on my shoulders and rubbed them slowly to keep me calm. "Your other doctors and myself have decided that you should spend a weekend out of the hospital. We are aware about your little adventure the other day with Mr. Ramano and Ellie. Ellie said that it did you some good."

I nodded slightly remembering that I enjoyed myself that day which was a first in a long time.

"So, my decision for you to spend a weekend out of the hospital. . . I've contacted your parents and they've agreed to let you come home."

I sent the doctor a resentful glance and started to breathe heavily. I was scared, shocked at the most. Why would my parents agree to this? They hated me!

I looked up at Ellie and she was shocked too. "Sir, I don't think you should do this. Mariya's family has disowned her, I feel that this is a bad idea. What if her parents try to do something to her?"

"Now, now Ellie, we shouldn't speak of people badly," Doctor Quarter said scolding her.

"No. . ." I whispered under my breathe.

"What was that Miss Mariya?" Ellie asked putting her head closer to mine.

"No," I repeated louder this time, "I won't go. I refuse to!" I looked up at Doctor Quarter, "And you can't make me. . ."

"Doctor Quarter, as you can see, making Mariya go somewhere she doesn't want to visit will stress her out and cause her more unhappiness." Ellie said trying to stand up for me.

"I understand that Ellie, but she needs to reconnect with people that she hasn't seen in awhile."

"What about my Aunt?" I ask, "the one with all the cats!"

I was becoming desperate and I would do anything to never see my terrible parents again. Even if it meant killing myself. I stood and left the office navigating myself back to my room to cry in sorrow and anger.

I was done trying to be okay. Everything finally goes the way that it was supposed to be, and then my Doctors' decide to ship me off to Hell. I closed the door to my room behind me with a slam and then slid into my closet to cry alone in a quiet space.

"Miss Mariya?" Ellie whispered, "I know you're in there. I tried to talk some sense into Doctor Quarter darling, but he's set on you visiting your horrendous parents."

I sigh and scoot as far back into the closet as I could.

There was no fighting it. I was leaving tomorrow to visit my parents for the first time in eight months.