P. O. V. Bailey
I sat on the sofa, explaining everything that has happened with Dan, and all the worries that had been on my mind to Dr. Collens. I tried to remain rational, hoping that the girls were right. When I was finally done explaining, Dr. Collens adjusted her glasses and smiled at me.
"Well, Bailey, it seems even under some stressed, you are adjusting well to the outside. I'm proud of you. As far as Daniel is concerned, I'd say follow your lovely friends advice." Dr. Collens said before putting her notepad in her bag and standing up.
We said our goodbyes, and after she left, I told mom I was going to head upstairs to get some rest.
But as I laid in my bed, I couldn't help but think about Dan. I wasn't going to give up on him, unless he told me face to face to forget about him. But I'm not sure he wants that.
If I'm being honest though, I'm not entirely sure what Dan wants.
Figure out a way to get his mind to shut up, and listen to you...Louise's words echoed through my mind for probably the millionth time today, and I couldn't help but feel a spark of an idea.
Then suddenly, it hit me.
I rushed out of bed, and began unpacking my truck-pod and video camera. I knew if I was going to get Dan to hear me, I was going to have to do all the talking. I was going to have to make him listen to my words and not his thoughts.
I sat in front of the camera and smiled, pressing record.
"Hey, Dan. At least, I hope Dan's watching this. I bet you are wondering why I'm recording a video, instead of talking face to face. But the only answer I have is for you to ask yourself that question. The truth is, I thought this was the best way to get your attention, considering what happened at the hospital and my sleepover."
I sighed, thinking of what I wanted to say. There was so many emotions inside of me, so many things I wanted to tell him, but I didn't have the words.
"Okay, I guess I'll quit stalling and just jump right into it. The truth is, that I'm confused. I thought that after our talk at the hospital, we'd be okay. But when you didn't show up to my welcome home party, I thought differently. I know you may not be able to forgive me, or you need time, and that's fine. I know I messed up, I know I was unstable and I led you to believe that I was better when I wasn't. And I'm so sorry that I made you walk in on me making an attempt on my life." I paused, my eyes welling with tears and I looked down at my hands folded neatly in my lap.
"Phil says maybe you feel guilty for getting me put into a facility. Or that you are having a hard time processing everything that surrounds me, and that maybe you don't want to make me feel dependent on you. But, whatever the reason is Dan, I don't really care. I don't hate you or anything, I'm stable now, and I...I just really miss my friend." Unable to hold the sadness in any longer, I quickly shut the camera off before a few tears began to fall.
I took a moment to gain my composure, wiping my face and taking a deep breathe before taking the SD card from the camera and putting it into my computer. I edited out the bits of me pausing for words, and then emailed it to the girls. I pulled out my phone and shot them a quick text.
To; Sprinkle-of-Louise, Hazel-Slays, Zo-Zo, and Shawna-Bean
Message; Okay ladies! Check your emails and tell me what you think! Think this will do the trick? :)
Within an hour, while I was watching Buffy re-runs, my phone started buzzing like crazy. I picked it up with nervousness bubbling inside me.
Sprinkle-of-Louise has started a group chat.
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