Saving Ally

Chapter 44

--Ally Christian

I lie in bed, staring at the ceiling. I feel like I can't sleep now, but once the medication kicks in I'll be out like a light. I wonder where Lyn escaped to. I wonder if they're trying to find her. I wonder if she feels good about herself, backstabbing me. I wish I could ask her why. I wish I could look at her in the eyes and see how she put fear in all the other girls here. Sadly, I can't do anything about that now. All I can do is try to make the best of my stay at this stupid hospital. Honestly, it's not as bad as I imagined it to be. I imagined people smashing their heads against the wall until they bled to death, but it's not like that. The Asylum season of American Horror Story is the complete opposite of this place, and I'm glad.

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When it turns night time, I can't sleep, even with the medication. I just lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling. I start thinking about Drew. I wonder how he's doing at school. I wonder if everyone's treating him the way everyone use to treat me. I wonder if he's ok....

No, I can't be thinking about him. He...he broke my heart... but I broke his too. He looked like a mess when he came in to visit me. God, I feel awful. He genuinely wanted to see me and say sorry and I just blew him off. Why do I keep doing this?! I keep pushing him away. Maybe I should, but at the same time, I want to hug him and kiss him. He's the only person I've ever felt this way towards and it so confusing! Why can't life be easier?

I close my eyes and before I know it, the nurses are knocking on my door. I sit up quickly and they come inside. One of them hands me my pills and water and the other one guards the door. Once I show her that I've taken my pills they leave. I get up and walk over to the window. Wrapping my arms around myself, I can't help but think about Drew. I want him to come visit me again, but at the same time I don't know if I'll yell at him again. I don't want him to hurt anymore than I probably already have.

I hear a knock on my door and I turn around. A nurse comes in and says, "You have a visiter. Mr. Borden is here to see you."

I smile and run to her and hug her, but she pries me off of her. She walks me to the double doors and I run through expecting to see Drew, but instead I see Drew's dad sitting at an empty table. He looks up at me when I burst through the doors. When my smile goes down slightly, he stands up and says, "You were probably expecting Drew."

I smile and give him a hug, "I was, b-but I'm glad you came too."

He hugs me back and we sit down. I ask, "So, how is Drew?"

Mr. Borden hesitates, but then forces a smile and says, "He's good."

I look down, "He's not good is he?"

"He's better," he explains. "He usually stays in his room and studies. His grades didn't drop, which is good. He's getting more sleep-"

"Have you asked him how school is? Like, with the people?" I interrupt.

He nods sadly. "He doesn't like to talk about school very much. But it seems like he's doing okay."

I hesitate before I ask, "Do you think... he might be talking to any other girls?"

"No, why do you ask?"

"N-no reason, just w-wondering," I stutter, tapping my foot under the table.

After a moment of silence he asks, "How have you been? Mentally, I mean."

"I'm... I don't know what I am, honestly. Some times I think I'm getting better, but then every time I think about Drew or my dad, I can feel my heart break."

"Your heart breaks for your dad?" He asks.

"No, not in that way. I'm just terrified that he's going to find me. I don't know what I'd do if he did. I don't want to see him ever again."