Love Sick

Names

Becca's POV
"Hey Becky!" I hear Thomas call my name from down the hall. It's been about a week once the A A meeting and I'm always looking at him and I always catch him looking away. As shy as that sounds he's still a smartass
"That's not my name" I roll my eyes trying to play it..cool?
"Neither is Becca but yet here we are" he laughs.
"Get a life tommy boy" I keep following the yellow line to the cafeteria.
"Why don't you join me on the green line Becky"
"Because I'm not going to the showers with you." I laugh.
"Aww why not."
"Because you smell."
"So does this entire place...including between Nancys-"
"Care to finish that sentence Hood?" Dr.I says from behind us. I instantly tense up.
"Actually I'm finished here, take care of doll face for me she's seemed to have lost track of the yellow line." He laughs he walks down the corridor. I look down only to find I had been following him down the Green line.
"I wasn't-" I start.
"Save it. Get back to your room." He says sternly.
"What about dinner."
"What about it, obviously you weren't worried about it then why should I be. I'll put some in your room tonight if you're lucky." He has the last words and I follow the pink line to my corridor and to my room. This sucks. I climb into bed and fall asleep. I don't know where Abby is. Speaking of so why doesn't she like to be called Abby , what's the difference between Becca and Becky and how some Dr. I won't address Thomas as Thomas and only by his last name?
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Abby's POV
"What do you mean I'm being put in a different group!" "You need to work on you're anger issues sweetheart so you're being out in a group with those who share similar conditions" he smiles sickeningly sweet. "Whatever can I leave now?" "Yes I'll escort you it's dinner time" he stands up and brings me down the yellow line to the cafeteria. "See you tomorrow at 3 Abigail" he smirks and leaves I trudge through the lunch line picking up my tray of slop and sitting down. I push the food around not really eating when I hear someone sit across from me. "One, two, three" he continues counting quietly finally reaching 157. He frowns and picks up the rice grain and flicks it on the ground. "Umm why are you counting your rice?" I look at him confused. "Gotta be even" he mumbles and repeats the same sentence over again. "Oh." I nod and stabs a spoonful of jello. "I'm Christa" I smile softly and take a bite. "Mike, well my name's Michael but Michael has seven letters and that's not okay" he shakes his head. "Well Mike nice to meet you" I smile and stick my hand out but he ignores it. "Okay then" I sighs and spend the rest of lunch in silence only hearing Michael's small mumbles. After dinner And another walk down the yellow line the nurse unlocks my door and basically shoves me inside where I'm met face to face with umm Betty? Maybe? I don't know. "Umm Abigail was it? No Abby that's it umm before you get mad some of your stuff fell earlier and I picked it up for you because inspection was soon and obviously I saw some things and umm is it true? That you were forced to kill your dad?" I stand there frozen then the flashbacks start; the masked man handing me the gun, the drugs and the money, my poor father then black. I punch the Betty girl in the face and stand there panting. "Don't ever fucking speak to me again" I run into the bathroom and slam the door. It's gonna be a long night.