"So how does this make you feel, Lana?" I pursed my lips, Dr. Jodi stared at me, cold but compassionate. Jodi has been my therapist ever since this thing started, she was always kind but demanding.
She raised her eyebrow "Well, having your parents throw you in a asylum makes me feel pretty pissed' I shifted in the small armchair in her spacious office, I glanced down at my phone. 10:30 am. "I have to go," I got up "Im meeting some friends"
"Alright Lana, stay strong" She smiled and pulled me into a hug.
"Ya, sure"
I met Justin and Rory at the park a couple minutes later. It was chilly out, they sat at a park bench in the midle of the crisp grass.
Justin smiled "How'd it go?"
"It went......fine" I havent told them about my "situation" yet, I just told them I need to see a therapist about something, they never pushed me to tell them. I joined them on the lone wooden bench. Riverdell was pretty during the fall, it was now October 20th. Halloween was close and I couldnt wait to go to the Riverdell Halloween Festival.
I decided now was the right time to tell Justin and Rory about Her.
"Well I have a....... issue"
Rory and Justin stared at me
Don't do it little bitch! You'll regret it!
"I...... I have another person in my head"
They looked at me with puzzeled looks.
Wrong choice!
I could almost feel the venom in Her voice, She was definatly getting stronger, she was talking more and more. She couldnt even talk when I had told Aras and Dr. Jodi about it!
"It can like hear my thoughts, She's destoying me from the inside"
Justin and Rory had blank expresssions and looked at each other
"Please say something" I started to tear up, I knew it was a bad idea.
Rory started "No Lana..... Its just....."
I felt a stabbing pain in my chest, I fell to the cold ground. Justin and Rory were now screaming my name.
Good night Little Bitch!
I woke up, the lights were bright. The room I was in was white. A man stood before me, he was in some sort of lab coat. I straigtened up a little, my hands were bond to the chair with leather straps. I wore a white hospital gown. I felt sick to my stomach. I stared at the man who stood before me. Stiched onto his jacket a name tag said:
Dr. Barat
Brookeside Institute for the Mentally Ill and Unstable
I screamed now, trying to get out of the chair
"Donna!" yelled Doctor Barat
A young lady, nurse., with red hair came over to me and jabbed a needle into my neck. I screamed, I started to fade. Then I heared Her
Welcome to the nut house psycho bitch!
