appeaser/ h.s

two

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my head was pounding when i woke up, or maybe it wasn't my head, but the door.

"get the hell up, it's time to eat," a man in blue scrubs came in, or was it a woman? this place was already fucking with my head.

"for fucks sake, i don't need to eat, and i most certainly don't want to from this place," i huffed as my stomach disagreed as a loud grumble came from it. i knew i had to eat, but i simply didn't want to. i reluctantly swung my legs over the white cot i had slept on and rubbed my eyes. i had to get up sometime.

i peeked my head out of the door, and eventually started walking forward.
atleast they haven't made me change my clothes, yet.
i swayed warily down the hall, obviously looking like the outcast, still in my infamous black skinny jeans and white tee.

i found the dining hall, not quickly, as i get distracted easily, but i found it. stepping into that room did nothing but bore me. wackos everyone around me, i dont belong here.

"this way hun, over here," an older woman called to me, obviously sensing me being lost. my feet carried their way over to her and stood there until she finally said something.

"what's your name love?" i immediately recognized her tone and felt a sense of, what, comfort? she was obviously from england, it gave me a sense of home.

"styles, harry styles'" feeling the need to reach my hand out to hers and shake her hand. my mum always taught me to be polite, even in these circumstances i needed to stay true to myself.

"hi harry," she said shaking my hand, "i know you are probably scared out of your mind, not knowing what to do, but im here to shine a little light, and give you your meds," she laughed lightly, i flicked my eyes up to her name tag.
" Barbara "
i felt myself relax at her words, atleast i knew someone cared in this place.

"yeah," i scratched the back of my head, a nervous habit. "i am a little freaked out, still don't know why im here, this is bullshit," i shrugged, i did know why i was here, i just wasn't one to let on my feelings.

"okay, well, you don't have to meet the doctor here until next week, as he wants you to be able to settle in. but, you do have to be taking your medicine regularly. please follow the rules here harry, i wouldnt want a fine boy like you getting in any more trouble, okay?" she said with a slight smile, handing me a little paper cup with two white pills in them.

"okay, ill try. thank you barbara," i sighed, tipping the cup in my mouth and keeping the pills there. barbara nodded and sent me off, telling me to go meet someone and go eat, i started walking off and soon after, spit the pills out in the nearest trash can. as i looked up from the trash can, i read a sign:

Welcome to the Chicago Mental Illness Facility

hell more like it.

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hii. im currently on a 5 hour road trip back home from lagoon in utah!! it was super fun, but i have 3 hours left so there might be a double update!! not like anyones reading but, yeah. okay