Heaven Can Wait

Chapter 1 Part 1

Olyviah

My eyes gazed around the room. I held my hand to my throbbing temple. A slight headache was appearing and I already knew the reason why. Everytime I yell and cry throwing a fit because something in me snaps I suffer these side effects after.

Raising out the bed I walked over to the little corner where I always kept my notebook and pen. I sat down and turned to a clean page. My pen smoothly brushed across the sheet of paper forming the words to a new set of lyrics that were flowing freely from my thoughts. I hummed a simple tune while continuing to write.

"Out of place, out of space and time, wide awake
Out of papers I am, not okay
I am out my mind
Outer space, that's where I been goin'
To a place where, place where nobody knows
Floating at a pace where now you see me now and now you don't"

"I do not feel the fear of fallin, I wanna fly
If it all goes well then I will
But what if I don't?"

Once I was done I skimmed over the lyrics singing them in a low tone. Someone clearing their throat caused me to stop singing and look up. It was Dr. Brown standing in the doorway rubbing his chin hair giving me a sly smile. I didn't return one but instead looked back at the page that now had black ink covered all over it.

"It's time for lunch." He said walking out of the room for Judy to appear where he was just standing. She gave me a warm smile and waved but still I didn't care to respond. I closed my notebook placing it back in the same spot.

To be honest I really don't have an appetite but that would mean they would threaten to feed me through a feeding tube. It happened before because one time I passed out from not eating. At first they were confused since I always came to the cafeteria lady with an empty tray.

But later found out replaying the cameras back that I was hiding the food in my pockets or giving it away to one of the males who asked me all the time. When I passed out I was too weak to walk so they fed me through a tube and gave me an IV. Now between our daily meals I'm monitored at all times.

I made my way to the door but kept a distance between me and Judy. She sighed and did about-face walking out of the room. My ears followed in the direction of her clicking heels as I kept my head aimed towards the floor. The presence of two body guards accompanied behind me.

After going through three secured doors we finally reached the cafeteria. I could hear people chatting and mingling with each other. Like always I was the last person to come and eat because I hate being around a lot of people when they make us line up. I would have random outbursts or start swinging like I did before. You can probably tell I'm not social and don't like being close to people. I just don't trust anyone standing near me. That's a reason I keep a distance between me and another person.

Judy grabbed a tray full of food handing it to me. My facial expression read disgust as I looked at the sandwich and salad with no dressing. See this is one of the reasons why I never eat. They fed us prison food and I disagree with feeding my body this crap.

But I had to force myself to eat it anyway. I took the tray from her then searched for a place to sit. My eyes landed on a table far from everybody else. If I go unnoticed then nobody would feel the need to come bother me. Ever since I've been admitted into the institution I earned the nickname mute from one guy who tries to talk to me every once in a while. I would occasionally listen to him tell me stories but there was never any verbal interaction between us nor anyone else for that matter.

When I reached the table I sat closer to the window. There wasn't much of a view but it gave me something to look at instead of other patients. I sighed and taking a tiny bit of my sandwich slowly chewing the rubbery meat.