I'm Not Crazy. {Jemi}

Talking

I woke up in a small room,I groaned,I did not want to be here."Ms.Swift,do you want breakfast?" the nurse looked at me. I got up and followed her to the cafeteria,I sat next to Joe,I groaned,"I heard you were sniffing the good stuff." he looked at me,"Oh fuck off." I rolled my eyes.

"I'm trying so hard to be nice to you,but you're not helping." Joe looked at me,"Sorry." I rolled my eyes,"Maybe I don't want to make friends right now,ever thought of that??!" I looked at him,"Here is your breakfast." the nurse set down my tray infront of me.

Joe looked at me,"You're not the only fucking one who is messed up here." he threw his napkin down and walked out,I looked down. I put my fork down and walked out of the cafeteria. I found Joe in the garden outside,he was sitting on the bench.

I sighed and walked out and sat next to him,we didn't say anything at first,"Look...I'm 22 years old..and I'm a widow...since I was a little girl..I never imagined..that my life would be like this...22 years old and my husband was killed..and I was pregnant.." I sighed.

"You were pregnant?" Joe looked at me,"Yeah..but I didn't want the baby..so I killed it..I pictured myself with a family..and I didn't want to have a family by myself.." I told him,looking at my feet. "He made me so happy..I don't i can ever get back.." I wiped my tear.

"I understand where you were coming from..I started doing weed when I was 17..because my grandfather was murdered by a gang.." he looked at me,"Yeah you go tell a press that,you'll get alot of money." he scoffed.

"Why in the hell would I do that?.." I looked at him,he was hurt,I pulled him in a hug,"My grandfather..he was like another father to me..he taught me how to play guitar..and he just.." he stopped,"Disappeared?"

"Yeah." he looked at me.

We talked for an hour. 

"I wrote a song for him...wanna hear it?" he looked at me,I grinned,"Yeah." he got up and we headed to his room,he sat down infront of his piano.

"There's a storm coming up

and I gotta prepare myself.
'Cause this feeling's
getting stronger everyday.

Something's creeping inside
everything is about to change.
Gotta face the fact
that I can't walk away." he sang softly,I watched him. 

"This is critical,

I'm feeling helpless.
So hysterical, this can't be healthy.
I can't eat or sleep
when you're not with me.
Baby, you're the air breath.
This is critical, yeah.
So stuck on you.

Used to have everything figured out
but it's different now.
When you came, you saw
you conquered my heart." he kept singing.

"It's so critical,it's so critical, yeah." he finished,then he looked at me,"That was awesome,Joe..I love it." I smiled as I wiped a tear,"Thank you...my brothers surely didn't think so..." he sighed,"Well,they are stupid." I said.

"Wanna here the song I wrote for Derrek?.." I looked at him and nodded,I strapped on his guitar,"There's a boy, lost his way, looking for someone to play

There's a girl in the window tears rolling down her face
We're only lost children, trying to find a friend
Trying to find our way back home.." I sang softly as Joe watched me.

"We don't know where to go, so I'll just get lost with you

We'll never fall apart, 'cause we fit together right, we fit together right
These dark clouds over me, rain down and roll away
We'll never fall apart, 'cause we fit together like
Two pieces of a broken heart." I continued singing.

"There's a boy, lost his way, looking for someone to play." I looked up at Joe,"That was good,amazing." Joe hugged me."Thank you." I hugged back,then I unstrapped his guitar,"I should probably head back to my room..to get ready for the circle..Bye." I headed out to my room.