Cali's POV
When I was younger, people used to ask me what the most important thing I had ever done. Well, its not like a 9 year old can say she stopped her mom from jumping off a building, right? Then I wouldn't have had a mom anymore, they would've taken her away. Despite her beatings and hatred, she was still my mom, and I wanted her approval. I would always answer that question the same way, "Being a big sister." Because its the truth. That's my biggest accomplishment still. There's not much you can say that could top that, especially in my case.
So, you can imagine how I felt when I went to the asylum. I was useless without her to look forward to.
Obviously, finding her is my top priority. Duh. But, then I'm going to kill the guy that took her and hurt her. I don't care what happens to me, there's no way in hell I'm letting that pervert live on the same planet that my sister lives on. Nope. And you can look at me like a freak or a murderer for that, I don't care. Consider him already dead.
"Cali? You awake?" Sophie asked, poking my shoulder.
I lifted my head off the glass of the window, "Yeah. Why?"
She sighed and looked at me with a look of despair in her eyes, "I shouldn't have left her there. I should've stayed with her... she's younger than I am--"
"Don't blame yourself. If you hadn't left her, we wouldn't have had any idea where she was." I answered.
She shook her head, "But I should've stayed with her. Now she's lost."
"Nah. We'll find her."
"How can you be so sure??" She asked, her voice cracking a little.
I looked down, "Because that's the only thing keeping me going."
She nodded, "Of course. Can I ask you a question?"
"Yeah sure."
"Well.." She started, "Addison told me that you attempted suicide. How come you failed?" She asked curiously.
I sighed a little and thought about it. "Because I was afraid of dying. I called an ambulance and they saved me. I didn't want to die alone, you know?"
"Yeah, I get it. But how did you end up in the asylum after that? They don't usually keep you in for that long." She stated.
"Yeah. I guess you could say that I'm extra fucked up." Collins shot me a dirty look. "Sorry. Screwed up. I had a really bad attitude, and my mom told them to keep me in until I was happy. That's not a reality for me though."
"Happiness?"
"Yeah. Maybe someday. Maybe I could be married with two kids and a job as an english teacher. Or a public speaker, if I get over that fear." I mumbled.
She grinned at me "Please elaborate on that! Two kids? What names and genders? And an english teacher??? Why?"
I smiled a little, "Well, one boy and one girl. The boy would probably be named Skylar, because I love the sky, and the girl would probably be named Azalea or Ivy, because I love plants. And why not an English teacher? I've always loved English, and it would be great to teach people about it."
She smiled, "That's awesome! I want to own a French bakery in New York. "
I chuckled, "Okay, but I must get free croissants!"
"Girls. Bad news. There's no one here." Collins' partner said as she got back into the car.
"Fuck." I whispered, "Are you sure?"
She nodded, "Positive. But we'll find her."
"I know."
"You know?" She asked. She looked at me like I was a pitiful lost puppy.
"Yes I do. We're going to find her. "
Collins began to drive again, then he stopped to get a drink. When he asked what we wanted, I said, "Large coffee with 2 shots of espresso please."
"Damn..." He mumbled.
Well excuse me. Us psychos need a certain amount of caffeine! Gosh.. so judgemental.
After my coffee, I zoned out for the rest of the ride.
The phone rang at the station and Collins yelled at me, "Haile, it's for you."
"The name's Cali. Learn it." I mumbled jokingly as I walked past him.
"Who is this and what do you want?" I asked. Hey, I'm not a patient person. I liked getting straight to the point.
"Yo bitch, don't talk to me like I'm a stranger." Esme grumbled through the phone.
"Why hello little miss pregnancy. How's my baby doing?" I asked.
She laughed, "When you say that you make us sound like some lesbian couple who got artificial insemination."
I snorted, "Babe, I love it when you talk medical to me."
"DON'T STEAL SHIT FROM THE FAULT IN OUR STARS, WHORE." She yelled.
"The what????" Teenagers and their weird slang.
"Oh right. Talking to you is like talking to a martian. You need to catch up on your YA romance novels!!!" She said passionately.
"Um last time I checked, most romance novels is for lonely older ladies..."
"NOT THAT KIND OF ROMANCE YOU CREEP."
I laughed a little, "Sorry. Force of habit. But anyways, how is my baby boy???"
"You're so possessive of him. He's fine. Still in my stomach, getting fat." She mumbled grumpily.
"Awww is someone having pregnancy mood swings?" I teased.
"Fuck off bitch."
I smirked, "Love you too, whore."
She groaned, "Yeah yeah. Love you. Rainbows and sunshine dust! Happiness!" She said sarcastically. "I gotta go, Joey's making a move on a really hot security guard, and I have to see this."
"Wait is it the one with the nice ass?" I asked. Hey, its a genuine question.
She shrieked in happiness, "YES! THAT'S THE ONE. Apparently his name is Aaron and he's as gay as Joey and you combined."
"Wait since when I gay?" I answered, crying from laughter.
".... You're not?" She asked.
I took a few sips of water to try and calm down my laughter, "No. God Esme. You just assumed that I was gay???"
"Well sorry! We never talked about it, and I just thought..." She mumbled, obviously embarrassed.
"Yeah no. However, I'm bi. So you were half right." I answered, wiping tears off of my face. I laughed a little too hard.
"YOU'RE BI??? WHAT THE CRAP? HOW COME YOU NEVER TELL ME THESE THINGS??" She exclaimed.
I thought it was obvious.... Oops. "Well I am. Now you know. Now go watch Joey!!!!"
"Kk bye bi bitch... oh my god... that ones good." She said, giggling.
I smiled, "Yeah yeah, bye straight bitch."
"Who said I was straight?" She answered, still giggling, and she hung up.
I smiled. What a weirdo. Then, I walked back into the office with Collins and Sophie, waiting for a word on Addison.
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I'm gonna be honest. I had a lot of fun with this chapter. It's a mixture of fun and sadness, and you guys know how much I love that! Thanks for reading! I hope you enjoyed reading it!
♡♡Christal

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