BROKEN

Chapter 2: Hidden Truths

I take in a deep breathe as I allow my mind to travel down memory lane to that night. The one that changed my life, the night I lost the thing I held most dearly...my sanity. I part my lips as I want to begin but a knock on the door captures my attention. Dr Hollins and I both turn to the red head nurse standing in the doorway.

"Sorry Dr Hollins, but Haley's father is here to pick her up." She explains and Dr Hollins nods at her before she closes the door behind her.

Dr Hollins let's out a frustrated sigh and closes his notebook. It's obvious that he is upset that in the three months of me being here not once have I opened up, but on the day that I want to I have to leave.

I stand up from the seat. "It seems that we've run out of time Doctor Hollins." I smile as I walk towards the door. I reach for the handle but I stop myself and turn around to face him. "Since I am a person who keeps her word, I'll tell you this... That night changed me."

He crosses his arms in front of his chest and furrows his brows as he leans back against his desk. "I lost my head, shut down my conscience and ripped out my heart."

A moment of silence lingers between us till he finds the words to say. "And why would you do that?" He asks

"Pain..." My eyes fall to the ground. "I just needed the pain to stop." My voice cracks as I feel the tears pushing their way through while the memory consumes me. I gulp nervously and force a polite smile as I look up at him. His eyes are fixed on me, but there's something different by the way he looks at me. Is that? Wait, it can't be. Is that pity in his eyes? In three months that I have been here, I've seen anger, disappointment, happiness and sadness in his eyes but not once have I seen pity... and I never want to again.

He offers me an apologetic smile and I nod back. I open the door and walk out of his office with peace of mind, knowing that I figured him out and took one step closer in speaking about that night. The way Doctor Hollins looked at me is the very reason why I don't want to tell anyone the story. I don't want them to look at me with pity. I'd rather take hatred over having someone feel sorry for me.

I walk pass all the rooms of the patients till I stop at mine that is at the end of the corridor where four bodyguards are standing. They all greet me and Simon, one of the bodyguards opens my room door together. I nod and walk in where my father is sitting on the edge of my bed.

"Haley"

"Father" I say with hostility

I eye him warily as he sits with a smirk on his face. "Let me get my things then we can go."

I walk over to my cupboard and pack the few things in my suitcase that I have brought with. I notice him still watching me as I zip up my suitcase. Oh shit, I almost forgot my most valuables. I walk to my bed, making sure he's not looking and open the edge of the bed frame where I put it. To my surprise they are gone and my heart drops.

"Looking for these?" My dad shows me a pack of cigarettes in his hand.

Fuck.

I walk over to him and hold my hand out for him to give it. He taunts me by giving it then pulling back. "You've improved in hiding things. It took me quite a while to find it."

"Angry?"

"Proud." He smiles and puts the packet in my hand.