8. I'm Gonna Die In This Room

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    Today's Monday, which is the day I have to see my Therapist. I'm dreading today, I really want school to last forever. As usual people are teasing me about my clothing and all other useless things such as my glasses. But hey! I'm blind without my glasses so shoo-go away-never come back. 

We all know that can only be a wish, one that will never come true.  

   I haven't seen Roy or my parents since Sunday. My mom got relocated to help other hospitals, so she'll be gone for three weeks, and my dad is on a business trip as usual, He's currently in London and he doesn't plan on coming back till December or maybe January. So I'm left with Toby to take care of.

   I scribble my test answers onto the final sheet, I get out of my seat only to be tripped by Lucy- one of Abby's followers, making my face slam first onto the rough dirty carpet. Yuck is all I could say. My teacher didn't even look up from her phone. I fixed my glasses, before patting my shirt down and making it to Ms. Winsters desk. As usual i'm the first one to turn my test in, what sucks is that its sixth period which means I'm done with school and its time to pay my therapist a visit.

  I grab my belongings making my way out of school grounds and on my way to Toby's school to pick him up. I kept tripping on thin air every time I get lost in my thoughts- which honestly gets annoying after the fifteenth time in a row. I see the familiar blue gates, and my usual empty spot where I wait patiently for the bell to ring. I sat down and pulled my new book. I finished my other one that same day which isn't a surprise. 

 Few minutes later the bell rings and the kids piles out like a huge swarm of bees. I spot Toby holding hands with Jenny-may I mention that they're one of the last kids to leave, I guess not.

"Izzy! Can I go over to Jenny's House? She invited me." This is where things get complicated.

"Toby, you can't today I'm afraid." He started pouting along with Jenny. Glory me, these kids are just way too cute!

" Pleeeeease Izzy." I sigh, I can't lie to him. I just can't.

"Maybe Jenny and her siblings can come with us to a place." They both started grinning- Oh dear me what am I getting myself into.

"YES!YES!YES!" They both started yelling jumping in the air.

"Okay, so how many of you are coming?" 

"All of us." Jenny smiles and motions her other siblings to come over. Great- Don't get me wrong I love and adore kids, but I do have my awkward moments here and there. Besides i'm bringing them to my therapy place- not what I plan on doing. 

"Okay great! Let's go." Jenny paused for a second putting her thinking cap on I think.

"We can call Alie. Isabel? Do you have a phone?" Yes, I do. I hand her my big phone which is useless for a nerd like me. The phone is the size of her face almost. 

" Alie, Don't be mean to strangers, what did mommy tell you? No I called for a resin (reason). Mhm! It's kind of an emergency. No, Parker isn't here. Here I'm handing the phone to Izzy."She hands the phone back to me.

" Who the fuck are you to be with my little siblings?" What a great start to a conversation!

"Why hello to you too. I'm Izzy. I didn't get your name." I heard a few grumbled curse words on the other lines- This guy really doesn't have a filter.

" It's not nice to curse with someone able to hear you."

" Yeah, Yeah. Is Izzy your real name?"

"Well, no.. a lot of people call me that."

"What's your real name?"

"What's yours?"

"Royal." I dropped my phone completely.

" Awe nacho cheese fried sticks." 

"Izzy did it crack?" Toby asked.

"No, little man, only a scratch." I pick up my phone again.

"Is this Isabel?"

"The one and Only." I hear him sigh from the other end of the line.

"What's the emergency?" Now were on point.

"I need you to come to Jenny's School." I say urgently, I look down at my phone to see that I have only fifteen minutes to get there. Crabcake.

"Like now?"

"Now. Please hurry. My life depends on it." He hung up. 

   Five minutes later I see a fancy car, it's like a van only fancier. I see Roy driving it.

"Hope in children from the devil." I can't believe he just compared his siblings to demons. Was he even referring me to that? Oh he better not- he can't be THAT rude. Everyone got inside I got shotgun. 

"So what's the emergency?"

"Your gonna take care of the kids. I need to do something very important. It's just a favor."

"A favor? Pfft!  Your asking me to give up my life. Their is no way i'm watching over these demons." I did my puppy face making him sigh.

"Fine, but you owe me big time. How long will I watch these pesky little rats."

"About an hour, maybe a bit longer. I'll call you when i'm done." He nodded, probably knowing I don't want to go into detail about it.

"Be safe."

"Aren't I always?" I joked.

"No." He says bluntly- a little too bluntly for my liking.

"Wow, somebody has a lot of faith in me."

"Yeah, and that somebody is in fact me." I ignored his comment, and told him where to drop me off, I didn't tell him the exact location, but around there. 

   Once we arrived I ran out of the car. I ran as fast as I could-well what my legs could handle, I'm getting a great workout in. Just saying. 

   I reach the building, the building i've been attending since I was adopted so when I was about six. I walk to the door, opening is so very slowly- I'm trying to take as long as I can, because I don't want to be here right now. As you probably already know.

   I reach the counter desk to see two young ladies.

"Hi, I have an appointment with Dr. Windy." They're smiles faltered, before smiling once again.

"Room 212. The usual Miss Isabel." I nodded and made my way to the elevator going to floor two. I walk out and immediately see room 212 at the end of the hall it's like the door is saying,"Hello! Over here!" I slowly walk down the hall eventually reaching the room door, I opened it revealing all calm colors literally.

  I take a seat in a chair and waited for my doctor. I sat there for about two minutes when the clock read 4:00 my doctor walked out. 

"Hi, Miss Isabel, come." Oh bless me lord. Bless my soul.

Have mercy upon me. 

Let's hope I survive. 

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