Part 27

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 It's been four days since the woods, apparently I'm not allowed to go to back to school yet. Before I left the station that night, I overheard my parents being told to keep a close eye on me, and if I started telling anymore "stories" to call in. I didn't let that stop me from telling my parents what happened though. Every time they would talk to me I would tell them not to do their work in the woods, I would tell them about Cotter, and I would tell them about my friends needing help. Camila's mom came over to visit me once, I told her the same thing. Today, I had to stop myself from yelling the truth at my parents. My mom looked scared, and my dad kept telling me to calm down. How could I calm down knowing everything I did?! I couldn't calm down, so when they left my room I screamed at myself in the mirror. I didn't deserve any friends after what I did to them, I deserved to be alone. 

Later, in the middle of the night, I woke up to my mom crying in the living room. My dad sat next to her staring at the phone in his hand. I didn't let them see me, but I watched silently in the hallway. 

"What has happened to our little girl?" My mom said in a sob.

"I'm sure this will pass, honey. I'm sure she'll be okay after a few weeks in therapy." My dad said back. This didn't shock me, I heard Detective Chambers talking to them about therapy a few days ago.

"What if it doesn't pass?" My mom asked.

"It will. But for now, we need to listen to the police and the nurses. This is for her own good." He said. I leaned in closer to the living room. What was for my own good? What were they going to do?

"You're right," My mom said, "I'll enroll her in the morning. The police can help." She wiped her eyes in a tissue.

"The asylum will be good for her," My dad said, I froze.

"Don't call it that! It's a hospital! It's a hospital for the mentally ill!" My mom hit his shoulder.

"Sorry, you're right, I'm sorry," He put his arm around her and I could see her begin to cry again. "The hospital will be good for her."

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