THE EYE (on hold due to editing)

FOUR

      Theo walked me - or rolled me - through a white hallway. Everything was so white. There were doors all over the hallway and I could hear some distant screams from time to time.

     I was not alone.

     A man walked towards us. He was wearing a white coat like Theo, and glasses that were smaller to mine. He had greyish hair. 

"3G," he nodded, apparently welcoming Theo.

"Seven," he replied. 

     The man quickly walked away and I began to panic.

"Hey!" I tried to call him. "Hey! Help me!" I shouted, but he did not turn around. 

"He won't help you," Theo grabbed me and whispered against my neck.

"Why?" I wanted to cry so hard.

"Because he follows the rules."

     He led me towards what seemed to be a bathroom. Theo carried me near the door, leaving the wheelchair in the hallway. However, he did not get in. 

"Element 15D," he saluted an old woman that was in the bathroom. "She needs cleaning. Someone will pick her up in ten minutes" he said before leaving us.

     The woman grabbed my arms and helped me walk in the bathroom. 

     She looked kind of old, she reminded me of my mother. Still grabbing me with one arm, she grabbed some clothes, a towel and a transparent toilet bag with some plastic bottles in it. 

"You heard the guy," she smiled at me. "You have ten minutes. Here are your shampoo and your body wash. A dry towel and some clothes." 

     Was she going to help me take a shower? It was a little bit awkward.

     As soon as she got away from me, my feet gave up and I almost fell. I held onto the wall not to fall any lower and the woman ran back to me. I let my forehead fall against the wall, the white tiles of the bathroom were so cold. 

"Oh boy!" She shouted. "Are you all right?" She helped me get back up.

     My sight was blurred and I wanted to throw up. I did not know how much morphine they gave me, but they ruined me.

"I am," I sighed, my eyes still closed. "Just a little bit tired."

"Do you need me to help you?" She asked with pity in her voice. She was probably seeing me as a weak person, which made me angry. 

"No," I snapped. "I'm fine."

"Okay," She smiled, slowly taking her arms off of me. She left without adding a single word.

     My grip on the wall tightened. I took a look around the room - three showers in front of me, plus one at my left and one at my right. The lady was already out of my sight. I opened the white curtains of the shower and took one step - one single step - and tears blurred my vision. 

     I had this terrible pain in my left hip. I grabbed my stuff and put them onto a tiny shelf in my shower cubicle. I grabbed the bottle of shampoo. It simply said SHAMPOO, nothing else. It did not specify the ingredients, if it was for curly or straight hair, dry or normal hair, women or men. It was shampoo and nothing else. Equality, my ass. I rolled my eyes.

     I leaned against the wall, bit my lower lip and quickly took my dress off and turned the water on. As soon as the warm water hit my skin, I cried.

     It was always so easy to cry in the shower. No one can see your tears, no one can hear your cries.

     I cried for about seven minutes. I tried to stay strong and keep my head up and be brave in front of Theo, but it was all just an act. I cried because I realised that I was probably not going to see my family ever again, I would not go to College ever again. I would never travel the world and I would never have a job nor a normal life. I cried because I was in pain.