As I walked along the white tiled floor and under the florecent lights I asked myself why? Why did I get like this? How did I get liked this? Behind me were two nurses who had to almost always be at my side. I wouldn't say I'm dangerous i would say I'm hurt. No I'm not a danger to myself anymore but, I was. Anyways I walked into my room and saw everything was in bags. They were pact and I could finally get out of this hell house people call rehab. The nurses left me in my room and I looked out the window. That was probably the only amazing thing about this place. I could see a view of the whole city. When it was late at night and I couldn't fall asleep all I had to was look out the huge window and see the lights light up the world. The lights reminded me of her. How she used to light up my life. When I saw her smile it made me think everything was possible. I threw my bags on the perfectly made bed and and opened each latch of my trunck. I took out a black v neck tee-shirt and a pair of black skinny jeans. I threw my old blue sweat pants and white tee-shirt back in my trunk and closed it up. I put my back pack over my shoulder and and put my trunk on the ground luckly it had wheels. I set it up right, pulled up the handel and started walking out of the small room. I opened the door and took one more look at the room took a deep breath and walked out. I met the nurses down the hallway and we started walking towards the exit. We walked a few steps and we were right in front of the gate. It almost looked like an airport gate. There were a few police officers and a conveyor belt. I put my bag and trunck on the belt and let it scan my belongings. The officer came up to me and scaned me with a metal detector. Everything was okay and they let me excit the facility.
I walked outside and I could smell the perfectly crisp fresh air and feel the sun on my icy cold skin. I saw my mum across from the parking lot and she was coming near me. She is not like me at all. Her hair was in a bun and she looked as if she was coming from work. She came closer to me and had a weiry smile on her face. I dropped my bag on the conceat and gave her a huge hug.
" Hey you okay," I said pulling away.
" Come on lets get in the car," I picked up my things and headed off to a car.
My mum drives a Meredes-Benze M-Class. Very fancy. As we drove down the rode I could tell she was in pain.
" So how are things at home?" I asked.
" Um not that good. Your father left a few months ago and its sort of been lonely, but Scarlett comes over sometimes and we have dinner and tea," she said looking at me and then turning her head quickly to concentrate on the rode.
" Yeah, is she okay?" I asked. Scarlett and I used to be best freinds. Shes the only person on the face of the earth who knows the real me. Shes only my friend though, nothing more nothing less. I just dont think she is still going to want to be my best friend.
" Shes good. She misses you, she said that shes excited for school to start," she said knowing that I would be excited to hear that.
" Wait when does school start again," I said sitting up straight.
" Um I do believe in a week and a few day."
I let out a groan. and put my head in my hands. Usually I would be extatic. Getting ready for school to start used to be the best part of the whole year, but then the insident happened I dont think I will ever be the same.
I could tell we were getting closer to the house because the houses were getting familar. Although I have only been gone for a few months it feels like an eternity. The house looked pretty much the same, except it did look almost dead. In the front the flowers didnt have much life and the roof did look like it need work. She parked the car and I just stared at it for a minute.
" Are you sure were here?" I questioned.
" Yeah, is somthing wrong?" she asked.
" No everythings fine it just doesnt look the same," I said still in shock that it was the same house I grew up in all my life.
" Yeah things get old and nothing lasts forever," she shruged her shoulders and walked out of the car.
" I dont wanna get old," I whispered to myself.
I got out of the car and walked towards the boot of the car and and grabbed my trunk and back pack. I heard a squeal and a teen aged, carmal coloured haired girl running toward my house. I instantly new who she was. She ran to me and we shared a big hug. I could feel how happy she was. Its so different from starting off being two minutes away to two hours away from youor best friend. I deffinatly like being two minutes away from her better. We pulled away and her smile was so radiant. Her big brown eyes were sparkling her smile looked as if it never left.
" Wow you really got strong," Scarlett said as she touched my arm muscle.
" Well you know," I said shrugging my shoulders.
" So what are you wearing?" She asked.
" What you dont like tee-shirts," I said laughing.
" Well no that's not it I mean... I don't know you, you just don't look like yourself," she said with a lazy smile.
" Don't worry its not going to last," I said and we walked into the house.
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Oh Marcel
FanfictionLife has it's ups and downs. Marcel isn't like everyone else, but maybe that's a good thing. Although everything does in fact happen for a reason.