A Peaceful Death

Chapter 2

Felicity's POV

I look at the woman in front of me weren't we just doing our session?

"I'll ask you a couple questions and I'd like you to answer honestly and I'll give you my thoughts after the session. Is that okay?" The woman asked as she tried to catch my eyes but I just look away and nod

"Okay some of these questions might seem pointless and obvious but I'd like you to answer me anyway" this time she doesn't wait for me to answer

"Have you ever self harmed?" Laurel asks. Seriously? I see what she means by pointless

"Yes" I state blankly

"What you ever attempted suicide"

"Yes"

"What do you feel most of the time?"

"Nothing"

"What are your relationships with other people like"

"I don't have any"

—-about an hour later—

"Okay I think that's us done for today I'm required to tell you any diagnosis I've decided upon would you like to hear them?" Laurel asks now she seems a lot less happy the questions she asked didn't really make sense like what are your eating habits and how many friends do you have and she also did a physical with some of the nurses

I nod yes and look towards her expectantly she sighs and looks down at her clip board

"Judging from your answers I can diagnose you with Depression, general anxiety disorder, panic disorder, social anxiety, anorexia, bulimia and PTSD" Laurel spoke with an edge of despair Felicity took note of them keeping them in her Brain because she knew she would be asked what she had by the other inmates

"Now I'll leave you to get settled in you've been given a map of everywhere your allowed to go and the rooms should be colour coded as to what band you must have to get in your free to explore but there will be a guard on each door checking your wrist band"
And with that she left taking My personal belongings with her

I look down at the map In front of me in total there was 5 rooms shaded in red all labelled with what they entailed but there was one room she found particularly interesting it was a red/yellow room titled spray paint

She looked up and saw a cardigan that laurel must have left her it was soft and brown but she quickly slipped it over her shoulders and started making her way to the room. She got a few curious glances from some of the other patients probably wondering who the new freak was

She made it to the room as she looked up and saw the guard standing out front she walked up to him and quickly flashed her band he smiled at her and opened the door

There was only about 10 patients in here with a couple of staff and one of the staff came up to her immediately

"If your on red band your not allowed to use the spray paint the walls but you can use some of the paper we have if you'd like" this woman was far to happy about working in a freak show

I look around the room and the walls are covered in spray pain most of the children here and painting over things in the walls except from one girl who was wearing exactly what she was who was sitting in the middle of the room working on something on a piece of paper

Felicity made her way towards the spray paint in the corner and picked up a few colours and one of the A1 piece of paper and dragged it next to the girl

She never intended to be social but she didn't want to sit next to one of the staff that loitered round the edges of the room so she had no choice but to sit next to the girl

The girl looked up and almost grimaced at her
"Hi, I'm Caitlin snow you must be the new girl right?" Caitlin asked holding out her hand for Felicity to shake

"Yes hi, I'm Felicity Smoak" Felicity says trying to be polite the girl seemed very fragile she had ginger hair that flowed in neat curls just past her shoulders with pale skin and a small waist she looked like she could break any minute

"Why did they stick you in here?" Caitlin asked as she returned to her paper Felicity was shocked by the abruptness of the girl next to her

"I tried to overdose on Benadryl and my mother enjoys getting rid of me" felicity stated bitterly she picked up one of the cans and started spraying it onto the paper "yeah I know the feeling" Caitlin scoffed and rolled up her sleeves revealing one scar on each arm that ran from her wrist to her elbow "my parents didn't want to deal with me anymore either"