Vipers POV.
It's been 3weeks since I have been here and to be honest, I actually love it here this time.
I have really good friends here and I have fallen for Kaleb.
Even tho he had mood swings at first he's on medication now so it's all good.
Not that medicine is a good thing but I mean it helps him so.
He is actually soo sweet. Kind caring generous anything you could ask for. He's not like others. I love him.
No Viper love is a strong word. Anyways. I could not be happier. It's actually sad I am having the most fun I have ever had up here.
I was currently eating lunch when doctor Murphy came up to me and told me to pack my stuff because I get to leave today.
I nearly broke.
I didn't want to leave. I can't. I'll never see my friends here again. I will never see
Kaleb again.
I run up go my room crying without even caring about how strict they were about us going off alone.
I ran to my room and slammed the door.
I laid on my bed where I ended up falling asleep.
When I awoke I was in a bed but not my simple hospital bed.
I was in an empty room with boxes in it and nothing besides that and the bed I was on.
I walked outside where I seen my mom unpacking across the hall.
I screamed and fell to the ground.
She ran up to me and started to hug me.
I pushed her away. A flinch. Natural instinct when she touches me. I was in tears.
"Oh honey. I missed you so much. I've changed. I have stopped drinking. I stopped doing drugs. You've missed a lot. I moved up here for a new-"
I cut her off.
"NO mom! You put me through hell. I will never forgive you. Ever. Your worthless. I am covered in scars because of you. You let my father rape me. Fuck you. I was better off dead. I will never love you. Ever!!" I screamed getting up and slamming my bedroom door behind me.
I locked it.
I ignored her pleading for me to forgive her.
That's when it hit me.
I have no real friends anymore.
I have no Kaleb.
I miss him already.
An most of all I never got to say goodbye!
I burst into tears more than I already was.
I layed on my bed and cried and cried and cried.
Until eventually I fell asleep.
When I woke up I looked at the clock and it was 10:45 AM. It's the next morning and for some reason I have this undying guilt in my stomach.I got up and looked at my self in the mirror. I was a complete disaster.
I had my hair all messed up and my clothes were all wrinkled and dirty.
My eyes were bloodshot an I was pale.
I knew why this guilt was.
I felt guilty for screaming at my mom when I knew she was just trying to help me. When she said she changed I didn't know whether or not to believe her.
I was mostly upset because I never got to say goodbye and they were my only friends.
Especially ka-
I almost choked on my thoughts.
Especially him.
I realized that I needed to apologize, so I opened my door and found my way down the stairs of this simple yet out standing house.
I am most certainly unprepared and not ready to speak.
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