~Imogen's POV~
I spent three days in the hospital being poked and prodded with needles and being drugged constantly with what the nurses called 'happy pills.' I could hardly remember the visits I got from Aspyn, Miles, and my mum.
All I could remember was Mums frantic crying and hugging of my body, Aspyn's casual talk 'trying not to cry', and Miles just sitting next to and comforting me. Several of my ribs had broken, and there had been a small bleed in my brain.
I had to have surgery on one of the lungs which my rib had punctured, which was why I was coughing up blood. And the doctors had to stitch my wrists, which now had plasters on them, they would always be a constant reminder.
I was now laying in the back of mums car on the way home. She constantly looks back at me through the review mirror. I'm in some old gray sweatpants and a loose white shirt, along with my glasses and bunny slippers, and my hair is in a crappy bun. My mum brought the clothes for me to change into at the hospital.
My eyes keep getting heavier and heavier to keep open so I eventually close them.
I'm woken up when I hear the lock of the car door and mum opening my side up for me. She helps me out as I hold my ribs, which are still sore, and we are able to slowly head up the steps to the house. She helps me up the stairs and into my bed before sitting down at the end next to me.
She plops her head in her hands and I can see her body shaking as she lets out silent sobs. "Mum?" I say my voice breaking at the end.
She looks up at me her face tired, and tears running down her high cheeks. "I didn't know what happened Imogen...the hospital called me and said y-you were cl-close to d-d-death." She lets out another sob, and I feel silent tears running down my face as well.
"I'm so sorry mum." I say, my heart breaking.
"I think you need some help Imogen." She says silently.
"W-what do you mean?" Confusion is laced through my voice.
"Some of the doctors were telling me about some hospitals that can help you Imogen, don't you want that?"
"You mean a mental hospital?" I ask, slightly hurt.
"You won't have to go for long Imogen...I think it would be good for you. I hate seeing you like this. I-I can't lose you." She says sniffling.
My head hurts and I just want to have a nap, it can't be that bad could it. I don't want to hurt anyone anymore. "Okay mum." I say already dozing of and moving deeper into the covers.
"Wonderful love, this is going to help you, I love you baby." She whispers into my ear before kissing my hair.
"mm..kay, love you too." I say just before falling asleep.
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I wake up two hours later when it is 3:00. I pull the covers off my body and try to push myself off the bed. My ribs sting and my head slightly spins as I stand up. I yell downstairs to mum that I'm going to have a shower, and she says that she'll make me some tea for when I get out.
I trudge into the washroom and strip of my clothes carefully. I slowly take off the bandages on my ribs and arms. I look into the mirror and freeze in my spot. There is a large bruise on the left side of my face and my entire body is covered in black and blue splotches.
I shake my head and look away, those Won't bother me, I'm okay, I'll be okay, calm down!
I turn the shower on as hot as it can go and limp in. The hot water soothes the pain in my head and body. Steam fills the washroom and I let the water fall around me enveloping me in its warm touch.
After a 15 minute shower, I limp out again and put on some new bandages around my ribs. I pull on the same sweatpants and t-shirt and quickly comb through my wet hair.
I walk out into my room seeing mum sitting on my small white sofa with two cups of tea in her hands, smiling. I smile softly and go to sit next to her. "Thanks." I say as she hands me the hot tea.
"Hmm." She mumbles as she takes a sip of her own. "I just talked to one of the doctors. They said if you agree to go, it would be best to go as soon as possible, but only if you want to."
I run the idea through my head again and again, and come to the conclusion that it won't hurt anybody...it will probably be hard, but I want to do this for mum.
It's hard having people think..or know you're mental..and it's scarier having these thoughts go through your head and not knowing why..why me?
"I told you I was going to go mum." I reply blankly. She nods and takes another sip. The door bell rings as I take a sip of my own tea and mum sets hers down.
"Ill go and check who it is." She says, before heading out of my room and stomping down the stairs. I finish off the warm tea with honey, my favorite, and set it back on the table as mum comes back into my room with Aspyn standing behind her.
"I'll be down stairs if you need anything girls, okay?" Mum says.
"Of course." Aspyn replies sweetly to my mum before shutting my door and standing in front of me.
I smile shyly at her, and she just stares back at me. "Hi?" I say, awkwardly waving to her.
"What were you thinking!?" She yells with a sad expression etched into her face.
"What do you mean?" I ask, even though I already know.
"You can't do this to me Imogen! Do you know how terrified I was!? I could have lost you, my one and only friend!" She yells again, wiping angrily at tears that had started to drop down her face.
"I'm going to a mental hospital." I blurt out blankly stunning her.
"Your what?"
"The doctors think it would be best if I 'get some help' you know...because I'm so messed up" I say softly.
"You're not 'messed up' Imogen, you just need some help" she says with a shake of her head. "And this is going to help you."
"What if I don't want to be helped?" I reply, starring at my dark wood flooring.
"What do you mean?" She questions concern prominent in her voice.
Shaking my head, I reply "nothing."
She gives me a look not totally believing me, but lays down on the other side of the bed next to me. "Can I stay over tonight?" She asks
"Of course, I mean I'm not going anywhere else." I say smiling at her.
"Good because I have loads to talk about, plus we need to plan out our summer break!"
"Oh right...I forgot, it's summer, finally." I sigh.
Aspyn giggles next to me and pulls the covers over her so we are both on our backs looking at the ceiling.
I am ready for a night of talking all the way until morning.
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AN~ just a quick filler chapter from Imogen's POV for you.
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~Shadow❤️
