Rehab. The one word that changed my life. For better or worse i'm not sure yet.But it definitely changed me. And it all started with a simple wish. Wanting to die.
Tears flowed down my pale cheeks as I lent against the bathroom wall. Letting the blood and tears mix on the white tiles.
My shaky legs failed to hold me up as I made another deep incision into my arm. My vision began to blur and dark spots formed over my view of the dark bathroom.
My radio still played but failed to drown out my sobs and cries completely.
As I slumped against the tiled floor the chill of the tile provided me some comfort as I left consciousness, the radio playing softly in the background as the darkness set in.
I was done. I had my wish, or so I had thought.
I woke to the erratic beeping of the machines surrounding me, as I tried to sit up leather restraints held me down.
Panic set in as I struggled against the leather leaving friction burns on my hands and legs. An alarm sounded through the white walled room, and nurses rushed into the room forcing sedatives into my body as I lay helplessly on the bed unable to move.
The next time I woke from the drugs my father stood by the foot of the bed. His face was emotionless.
"Violet, you are going to rehab. No one can know about this escapade apart from your mother and Noah. I am ashamed to call you my daughter." He spoke without a hint emotion.
I wasn't the daughter he wanted and I never would be. He then turned and left the room without a second word.
Noah then came into the room and untied my restraints and guided me out of the hospital to the car. He didn't look happy.
"Who found me?" I questioned breaking the silence of the long drive.
After a long pause he spoke hesitantly "Duke did, he came over after the football game and found you on the floor unresponsive. I didn't tell dad as he was to ashamed for anyone else to know." He said with anger, unsure to whom it was directed to. Myself or our father.
"I wish no one had found me, then I would have been free from the pain" I whispered to myself.
"Why did you do this to yourself Violet. You're always so happy, you have so many friends, you get top grades." he spoke in question, not understanding my actions.
"Didn't you ever think that was all a facade so you, mum and dad wouldn't worry?" I spoke, annoyed that no one could see behind the mask and no one tried.
Noah looked shocked at my answer, then it dawned on him.
My 'mystery' friends, never leaving the house apart from school, 'burn' marks, 'cat scratches', 'falling over'.
"Why didn't I notice sooner." he muttered
"Because no one cares about me, and they never have" I said to myself.
"I have never been okay Noah, I have been struggling since 13. It's not your issue to handle." I answered the invisible question.
We were silent for the rest of the drive, until Noah pull over in front of the rehabilitation centre.
"I'm sorry I didn't realise sooner Violet" he whispered.
I looked away from him not wanting to look him in the eyes.
"Goodbye" I whispered, exiting the car.
Not wanting another awkward exchange of words, I walked up to the large stone building.
Bag in hand and fears affront...
STAI LEGGENDO
Rehab and me.
Teen Fiction****warning, mature themes (self harm, suicidal thoughts, depression etc)**** Violet Cassidy, only had one wish. To die... After a failed attempt at suicide, her ashamed family ship Violet of to a rehabilitation centre. A place where she can get hel...