Reagan's P.O.V.
I opened my eyes and I was in a white, bright room. " Gah " I rubbed my eyes and adjusted my vision a bit. Oh great, a hospital room. Wait! Aunt Jane! Shit shit shit. I frantically looked aroumd the room but no one was in here. Suddenly the door opened revealing a petite woman with long brown hair and scruns on. " How are you feeling? " she kindly asks. " Fine, thanks. ". " Um, Emt's will be here shortly to take you to Riverwoods " she notified me. " What? Riverwoods? " I started panicking. What the hell? I am not going to some psycho place! " Sorry " was all she said before walking out the door. I tugged on my hair and knitted my eyebrows together in confusion. Not again.
Harry's P.O.V.
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It's been 7 days since I've been admitted into Riverwoods Mental facility. 7 days of counseling, group sessions, and shit load of surveillance. The reason I'm here is Suicide atempt, Self harm, depression, and guilt. I don't want to be here. I want to be up in the skies, floating freely, no problems, no worries, and no violence.
" Okay! We have a new patient arriving shortly.! " the overly excited nurse's assistant chirped. Oh great, just another one of us. But to be honest, I have a weird gut feeling about the new patient.
One of the patients Axel started to yell at every one for no reason and flipped the table infront of me. I jolted up before the table fell ontop of me. I didnt even respond I just went up to the front desk and leaned on the counter. I wish the new patient would hurry up and arrive, maybe this person is actually not crazy? " Harry! " nurse Jacobs called. "Hm?" " Go with Mr. Brooks to go get the new patient " she finished. Oh great.
