At bottom and aloft

Chapter Six

Today is THE day. The day I'm leaving my home, my friends, my school. Everything. My mother haven't spoken to me since our little tiff in the hospital room. And my father is angry. Jonathan doesn't care about anything, he's just in his room playing games on his tablet 24/7. I'm carrying my suitcase outside and loading it up to car. Dad is driving me there. Mother just told me to be careful and nothing more. I sat into dad's car and waited until he's got into too. It is Saturday morning and begging of May. We're driving in quiet. None of us said single word. When I'm thinking of it that way...It's not so bad to be gone. Parents aren't talking to me. When we forgot about the fact that I'm gonna be in asylum of course. We drove for two hours and twenty-four minutes. When we finally stopped in front of the big building painted by baby blue paint. I took my suitcase and along with my father walk into that creepy building. Door were heavy and made of white oak probably. We were standing in big dark hall. I felt cold that was in the air all around us. We stepped up to something like reception. It wasn't reception, it was more likely some kind of patients intake. There was standing older woman, her hair were black dye, I could see grey-haired top of her head. She was wearing white sweater.
,,This is my daughter, she has paid sojourn in here?"
,,And what's your daughter's name?"
Dad gave me look that was telling "introduce yourself you fool"
,,Becca. Becca Caidwell."
,,Oh I can see. Come with me Becca."
Dad looked at me and told me exactly the same as my mother but then he hugged me
,,Later, Bec." He said and I smiled

I followed that women up the stairs. When we've been on third floor she turned left and then knocked on a wooden doors.
,,Come in." Responed some man behind those doors. Woman in white sweater pulled down a handle and opened the door.
,,This is Becca Caidwell. She supposed to stay in here for a while." Said that woman, the man noded and started to rummage through all of the papers on his table.
,,Oh I see. Thank you Catalina. I'll take it from here." And then the woman walked out of that office. The man sitting behind the table was around late 40's. He had light blonde hair and brown eyes. He lean on his chair and looked into opened file.
,,Hi Becca, I'm a principal Harold. I'll tell you the most important rules and your each day schedule." He looked up at me and I noded
,,Okay then...You'll have room number 367 on the fifth floor. You'll have time to unpack and I'll give you your guide to show you everything around here. Here is your schedule. You'll have a lot of appointments with a psychiatrist in a day and even your own watch man or woman that will look out of your...behaviour. Of course there would be some free time for you but also with you guard. Your guard will take a phone a harmfull things from you. I guess that's it. Do you have any questions?"
,,Will I have guard to help me find my room?"
,,Of course, he should be there any minute."
In that second knock on the door have been heard.
,,Ah, that'll be him. Come in!" And with that young man walked into room.
,,That's Becca. You're girl under the watch."
,,Hey Becca, I'm Liam. Let's go."
,,Good to see you Becca."
,,Bye Sir."
Door slam behind us.
,,I'll lead you into your room. You'll have time to unpack and then I'll take so you could pick up your daily clothes."
,,There's some uniform? I can't even wear my own clothes?"
,,It's because there are other patients and some of them are like bulls. You know they react aggressive to some colors."
We came to fifth floor and found my room.
,,You have some time now. In a half an hour I'll come and we'll go for that clothes." And with those words he left my room. I started unpacking. I brought a framed photo of me and Olivia with me. I'll miss her so much. I put it on my desk along with my dear journal. It'll be scary six months.

Like Liam promised he knocked half an hour later. We walked down the stairs and headed to a room where was a lots of clothes. Same cut. Same colour. I couldn't possibly imagine to wear this. I took out of drawer pants, T-shirt, sweater and nightrobe. We came back upstairs and Liam closed the door. He sat into bed that I looked through before. It looks like he's gonna sleep in here with me.
,,You're sleeping in here with me?"
,,No," he laughed ,,Sometimes there's more than one person in this room."
,,Oh, okay."
,,In a moment you'll get a lunch."
,,I'll get?"
,,Of course. I'll keep an eye on you. You'll have to eat everything." He smiles ,,You've got an appointment in the afternoon. I'll walk you in there."
,,Okay."
One moment later he got up and went to pick up my lunch. I wasn't hungry at all.
,,Here it is!"
,,Gross." It looked absolutely uncharismatic
,,You have to eat everything."
,,I'm not hungry."
,,Oh yes you're! Come on Becca. Don't be stupid." I looked up at him and then to that supposedly called meal. I ate one bite and I felt like I'm about to throw up.
,,I'm gonna throw up."
,,Oh no no. Try to keep it in there."
And then, I throw up everything inside of me.
,,Oh God, here you have a pail."
I wiped my mouth and my head swerved. My knees gave way. Liam ran right to me and caught me in the last moment.
,,Okay, just eat this pill now. And get some rest. You've got an appointment in four hours. I'll wake you."
And so I fell asleep.

I heard someone calling my name but I couldn't keep my eyes open. I was too tired.
,,Becca! You have to get up. Come on wake up!" So I opened my eyes and groaned. Every single part of my body was in pain.
,,Everything hurts!" I groaned
,,I'll get you to your session now."
,,Fine." I tried to get up. I hardly did it and we walked down the stairs again. We stopped on first floor in front of dark wooden door.