Save Me from Myself

Chapter 36

Cali's POV

"Cali??? How are you still asleep?? Its 1 pm!!" Layla yelled into my ear.

"Layla. If an insomniac is actually asleep, you leave them alone." I groaned at her, hitting her with my pillow.

"Oh oops sorry. But I'm curious!!! What happened yesterday when me and Joey left?? Tell tell tell!" She remarked.

"Ughhhh. Fine. We went to the Police station to give our testimony, and after they heard us, they took my mom into custody and I'm pretty sure she's going to prison for child abuse if they convict her. Then they talked to us individually and they decided that since Addison has no where else to go, they're putting her into fostercare."

Layla bit her lip and she looked nervous, "fostercare..? Really?? You let them do that?"

I sighed, "Layla its not like i had a choice. I'm in a fucking asylum, i can't take care of her. Our relatives are as messed up as i am. My dad's dead." My voice cracked a little "There's no where else for her to go."

She nodded solemnly, "Well, how about we go eat some breakfast? Or..lunch..."

Because food makes me feel SO much better... But I appreciate that she's trying. "I'm not hungry, but I'll go with you."

She bit her lip again. What's up with this new habit of hers?? "Yeah...About that... Cali we need to talk."

Ooh fun! The bullimia talk. My favorite.

"You're getting really skinny and I'm really scared that if you dont start eating again it'll end up like last time. You were stuck in the hospital for days Cali! I dont want that to happen to you again.. and now that you know that Addison needs you, you should really try harder to get better. If i had a family member that loved me and counted on me, i would do my best to ignore my issues so i could get out and be there for them. That's what you really need to do. You need to start eating and cooperating with the nurses and taking your pills.." She said, nervously.

"Thanks for the pep talk. But lets just go get you some food." I answered.

She glared at me, "Sometimes i understand why Esme stopped talking to you...." she mumbled.

Ouch. "What the fuck did you just say to me???"

She scoffed and said, " I said sometimes I understand why Esme stopped talking to you, okay?"

I looked down, "Then why don't you? Why don't you just leave me and stop talking to me just like everyone else?? Just leave me behind, its what you're going to do anyway. Everyone does."

Layla groaned, "You're such a fucking drama queen Cali. Just shut the fuck up for once in your life and get over it!" She yelled.

Ouch again. Bitch much? Damn... "Wow you're so original. What are you gonna call me next? A psychotic freak?"

I looked in her eyes, and she did not look like the Layla I know and love. It was like there was fire in her eyes. All of this got started just because I didn't want to eat, and she calls me a drama queen?

"No. You're not a psychotic freak." She started, "You're a worthless fuck up that deserves to die."

That's not very nice... Don't yell at her Cali. Don't yell at her. Just her schizophrenia. Not her. She doesn't mean that.

I sighed loudly, "I know I am. You're not telling me anything I don't know."

"Then why don't you just kill yourself already?? It's not like you have anything better to do."

I felt like puking the moment she said that. She sounded just like my mom. Schizophrenic or not, that's still Layla. She's still saying those things. Does she really want me to kill myself?? Am i really worthless..? Of course I am... That's why everyone leaves.

"...Maybe I will."

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