Reed's POV
"Reed baby mommy loves you." she said through the thick glass.
"They say it's not healthy for me to keep doing these visits, mom." I replied averting my gaze not wanting to make eye contact with the woman on the other side of the glass.
"REED LILLIAN ISLEY!" she bellowed causing me to cower back. "LOOK AT ME!" Our identical mossy green eyes meet, and I watched as hers instantly soften. "Reed, my chestnut, mommy would be lost without you coming to see her. You were only a sapling when that wretched rodent took me away from you and mommy's other babies. You are taking care of them aren't you darling?" her voice was thick and sweet like honey, reminding me of how she use to talk to her precious plants.
"Of course I am, mom have a little confidence in me." I sighed. "So mom, do you know when they're going to let you go yet? Are any of the treatments working?" I asked almost pleading hoping to change the subject off of her stupid plants that she cares more for than me.
"These doctors know nothing! Don't worry though my little basil I will get out of here soon one way or another." she stated as if it were a sheer fact.
"Mom just, just get better. The green house and I are fine." I said virtually exhausted, just ready to go home.
As if reading my mind the guard tapped mom on the shoulder saying, "Pamela Isley, your time is up, let's get going."
"It looks like mommy has to go have a good week at school sweetie." She stood up put her delicate hand against the glass waiting for me to do the same, when she realized it wasn't coming she put her hand down and started to walk away. "Oh Reed darling," she said looking over her shoulder, "remember you'll always be mommy's little fern."
I stood up grab my backpack trying to shake off the feelings I get when ever I come to this creepy place. Passing down the same corridors since well fuck I don't even know any more. I get a sad sweet smile from Ann the lead nurse, she just waves at me as I made my way out of this hopeless place. Heading out the door I make my way to the cab waiting at the end of the drive. I look out the window noticing for the first time that it always seems to be over cast on this side of town. May be it is just natures way of saying this place is an enclosed version of hell.
"How'd it go this time Reed?" Jasper the driver asks, see he has been doing this since my first visit. He was even nice enough to come with me back then. Now a days he just waits at the end of the drive.
"The same as always Jasper, her over affection was suffocating and her mood swings are still there. Talked to Ann before I went in, her body just keeps on rejecting every type of medication they try injecting in her. She is gonna be in that shit hole for a while this time, at least until her acting improves. Hopefully by then I'll be out of this town." I fume as the buildings pass me by.
"Reed you know about language in my cab don't make me make you walk." Jasper says sternly.
I just mutely nod and put my head phones in letting the music blare in my ear as we pull up to my personal hell. It's not that I am not good at school, quite the contrary, I excel in most of my academics and even a decent midfielder on our lacrosse team not that I get much game time. No what makes this place hell for me is how everyone here are such HUGE fans of my mother. If you're wondering if I have mommy issues I guess you could say that, but then again, your mom isn't Poison Ivy.
