You're Not Alone (Austin Carlile)

29. Therapy

Title credit: All Time Low

Holly's POV:

"It's me, Austin. I don't know if you're ignoring me, or can't hear me, but I love you. I love you so much and I hate seeing you like this. You are my everything." He pauses, and I want to yell at him that I love him too but my lips stay glued shut. "I'll make sure you get better. When you're better I can't wait for you to talk to me. God I-I miss hearing your voice. Holly I love you so much, okay? Don't ever forget that." He hurriedly leaves the bus, crying. A single tear streams down my face. A few seconds later Aaron comes in, and picks me up off the couch and takes me outside. I feel like a ton of bricks, I can't move. I know where they are taking me. They are going to put me in a hospital and I can't do anything about it. Aaron sets me in the car and Austin comes up to me. He holds my hand in his. "I love you, no matter what." He says, before kissing my hand, then disappearing from my veiw. No longer am I willing to stick around to remember all this, so I make myself zone out. Its for the best anyway.

"Be good munchkin." Aaron says at the airport, before leaving in a hurry. I could tell tears were brimming in his eyes. Why do I have to hurt everyone I love? A few hours later I'm shoved off the plane, I have no idea where the destination is. I'm met with Keirsten, she engulfs me in a hug. I stiffen at the contact, and don't hug back. My arms feel too heavy to move. By the humidity I can tell I'm back in California. She escorts me out of the airport and that's when I zone out again.

"Hi! Welcome to Rose Blossom Mannor! I think you'll fit right in!" I somewhat hear a cheery plump lady say. What's so cheery about being in a mental hospital? Before I know it, I'm abandoned in my new room. No Austin, no Aaron, no Tino, no Keirsten, no one. I want to cry out, but the tears never flow. So I lay awake and stare at the ceiling, my thoughts being engulfed with terrible things. But then again all I can think about is Austin singing me When You Can't Sleep At Night, and that makes me feel even worse.

Keirsten's POV:

Alan told me she was bad, but I was not prepared to see what I saw, she looks horrible. Just seeing her like that almost brought me to tears, but I couldn't cry, no, I have to be strong for her. When I'd try and make conversation she wouldn't even acknowledge me talking, it stung a little. Even when she didn't hug me back it hurt, but she's not in the right state of mind.

She's such a wonderful person, why did this have to happen to her? She did nothing to deserve what she's been getting for the past several months. Hopefully this mental institution will help her come back around, be her old self again. Only time can tell, and all I can do is pray to god that I'll get my best friend back on the right track. Once I get in my car, I dial the phone number I've had mesmerized since I was first given it.

"Alan, you were right. She looks so bad." Now is when I let the tears flow, the emotions overwhelm me. Alan cooes to me, saying everything will get better, I can only hope he's right.

Holly's POV:

The second week

Since Keirsten dropped me off here exactly two weeks ago, I feel maybe an ounce better, key word, ounce, but I'm still miserable. I hate being here. The ladies have a false kindness to them, and I despise it. The patients give judging stares as I pass by, making me sick to my stomach. This place either smells like bleach or someone covered the walls with their own feces, which I don't highly doubt that's what happenend. Everyday the nurses literally have to force the medication down my throat so I swallow it, and watch me so I don't throw it back up. I did that the first day they put me on their medication, I spit it right in the nurses face. That was kind of funny actually, I do admit I smirked. Oh man she was so mad. Now they have caught onto my antics, I don't have much more up my sleeve. I stopped tuning everything and everyone out, since it only gets me in trouble. I'd seriously get screamed at for not acknowledging them. Like I said, false kindness.