Today is my last day at the Shock Therapy Home and I'm going to miss the friends I made here. My best friend here is basically Mary. She listened to me about my problems and I listened through hers. I found out that she likes most of the music I listen to, and she loves to read books. We talked about random stuff for hours before lessons, eating times, and going to sleep. Shinarah was also my friend, but she didn't open up like Mary did. She always kept her distance, but never mean. She actually was nice whenever I did talk to her. But sometimes, at night, she would cry like never before, and during the day sometimes. Kadin, as I said was really tall, maybe 6'2, and wanted to be a basketball player. And finally, Brett was strange. He always said things that were weird, and stared at me from the distance. I get a weird vibe from him. Probably just some creep maybe.. So glad that today is my last day.
When iv'e been going into shock therapy, they would put wet sponges on my temples, and put a black, plastic thing in my mouth so I don't break my jaw from me tensing up from the electricity going through my body. They push a button that makes me black out and see memories of me and Storm. As explained, I would forget the memory as fast as I see them. So I don't remember anything much about him, despite his name and that i'm in love with him. I don't know why though. I think he's the reason why i'm here, I mean, there isn't many reasons else why I would be here, and I don't know much about a guy that i'm in love with, and i;m not like that, so i'm guessing he is the reason why i'm here. It's just not in my nature to fall in love with a guy that I barely know, so the shock therapy is basically the reason why. My dad is coming today to pick me up, but I have one more shock session with them before i'm officially healed again.
I'm reading a book on my white and blue bed, when I see the willow trees swaying again, creating a shadow on the white wall. I wish we had some of those types of trees in our town. They bring me peace, and remind me of sorrow, that anyone can cry under there without being noticed. As the tree cries too, the leaves as the tears, trailing down, hiding you from notice, and the real world. If we had these types of trees in our town, I would read, draw, cry, or even think under them. I wonder if there are, I just haven't seen them...
Just then there was a knock on my door, interrupting my epiphany.
"Belle, please report to the Shock Room, please." The woman peaked in my room.
I'll be there in a minute!" I said, as I was closing my book.
I walked down the hall to see Mary. She smiled and waved, as I waved back. I went to the front door to read 'Shock Room', and took a deep breath. This is the last time, then i'm gone, I tell myself.
'Breath in...
...Breath out...
...Breath in...
...Breath out...'
I did this as I opened the door to see Dr. O'Neal, waiting for me. He smiled and motioned for me to sit in the shock chair.
"How is my favorite patient doing today?" He chuckled, as he prepared all the equipment.
"I bet you say that to all your patients."
"Doubtful now, have we?"
"Oh, I'm quite guessing it's you who is doubtful, Dr. O'Neal, for my health as I see."
Iv'e grown quite fond of Dr. O'Neal, and we joke around a lot, and seems to lighten the mood, as for my situation, is not so light as our joking. He continued to laugh, then once more, sighed as he remembered my situation.
"Now Belle, I know today is your last day here, so I got you... A lollipop!" He held up a big, red, lollipop that is wrapped in a red ribbon.
"I think I may be a bit too old for lollipops now, aren't I?"
"Are you passing the offer?"
"No, I'll take the lollipop." I stated, as I picked the lollipop from his hand. He laughed and turned to his equipment, checking the system. He soon placed the sponges on both sides of my temples, the black cork in my mouth, and turned to me.
"You ready?" I nodded my head. He turned his head back to the machine, and hesitantly pushed the button.
*MEMORY*
5th Grade
"Belle, can I try on your glasses. pleeeease?" Storm pleaded, knowing whenever I looked into his eyes, I would give in. I hesitantly took them off, knowing the teacher would catch us soon. He turned to me, making a weird face with my derpy glasses. I giggled, as he did also.
"Storm! Give Belle's glasses back! They are not yours." Mr. Klapp snapped, but I was gonna stand up for Storm.
"Mr. Klapp, It was my fault, not Storm's. I said he could wear my glasses, and we were just playing and.."
"Well, you guys should be working, not playing, this is not recess. And you two lovebirds should get going on work, otherwise i'm gonna have to move one of ya. Is that understood?" We both nodded, not wanting to sit by anyone else, but each other. Together.
7TH GRADE WHEN THEY SEE EACH OTHER AFTER ONE YEAR.
"Belle!" I turn to see Storm, running to me from the other side of the hallway. I run strait to him, not caring who was in my way, but to feel Storm's arms around me. We clashed into each other, falling to the ground. We sit up, but not standing, and hugged each other fiercely. I ended up shedding a tear, as he whipped it away with his thumb. We looked into each others eyes, and hugged again, knowing i'm not going anywhere. No where without him.
ALICE AT SCHOOL WITH ALEXA, BEFORE LEAVING TO SHOCK THERAPY.
"What exactly did Storm say? I mean, I don't like to be talked about behind my back, Alexa, you know that." I stated, waiting for Alexa's explanation. She sighed, tugged on her hair, out of frustration, and reluctantly gave in.
"Look Belle, i'm going to quote him okay? These were his exact words. He said, and I quote that 'You need to get over him, and your selfish depression that is just for attention.' Is That what you wanted Belle? Huh?" My heart sank at her words, and I knew that every part of me died.
He's like the rest of them.
He thought of me the same.
I'm nothing without him,
And he has thrown me away.
I felt so helpless,
I can't move,
Or speak.
I can hear shouts,
Calling my name,
As I'm not obviously not responding.
What is wrong with me?
Why can't I move on?
Is this the end?
*END OF MEMORIES*
I open my eyes, seeing a really bright light, a light bulb maybe, and wonder why the hell I am here.
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Shock Therapy
Romance*READ DESCRIPTION BEFORE READING STORY* A story of a girl named Belle who is heart broken, and hasn't gotten over the boy named Storm in 6 months. Storm played a game on her, as Storms best friend made him date Belle, as she was oblivious to tha...
