Everything About You ➳ l.p

28} Kat

♡ Emily's POV ♡

It's only been a day and I'm already sick of these white walls... The food I've found out isn't bad, but it's hospital food and is expected to be tasteless... The mattresses are very uncomfortable... It's almost like sleeping on a thin blanket with wooden planks underneath. The bathrooms are dirty. And all together is just your stereotypical jail cell.

The only thing that I was aloud to put up to make me room less boring was the picture of me and Liam that sat in a frame, on top of the nightstand beside my bed, with only a small lamp on top of it.

I cried myself to sleep with the picture held tightly in my arms the night before. I didn't know how they expected anyone to get better in here. I thought I was going to go insane the first few hours.

Everything is done on a schedule. Eat at this time, phone call at this time, sleep from this hour to this hour, then repeat.

They still haven't told me how long I have to spend in this horrid facility. I just hope it's not too long...

Why did I have to be stupid and try to commit suicide? Twice for that matter... Why did I ever start this stupid addiction? Why did I ever let myself get this bad?

Look where it's landed me... I'm in a mental hospital, awaiting for the amount of time I'll actually have to spend in here. If I hadn't taken all those stupid pills, I wouldn't be in this mess. If I had thought about what I was doing before taking the highly drugged medicine, I wouldn't be sitting on my uncomfortable mattress, holding the petite picture frame to my chest, and crying until there were no more tears left to cry... I wouldn't be regretting every decision I've ever made to land me in this stupid place. I wouldn't be missing Liam as much as I do right now...

Just the thought of him being so close but so far away that I can't even see him breaks my heart... I can't get it out of my head that somehow he's blaming himself for everything that's happened. He thinks it's his fault that I took that medicine to almost end my life for the second time. Just because he got mad at me and left me alone.

I pulled the small frame back from my chest to slowly look at the picture that laid underneath the clear glass. I gazed over Liam's face and slowly stroked the glass where his cheek was pictured in the image.

It was nowhere near as soothing as the real thing. His cheeks are warm and soft... This glass was cold and hard to the touch. Another reason to make a tear drip down my cheek... I miss him so much that I longed just to feel his skin...

I set the frame down on the bed beside me and folded my arms over my head that was placed in between my knees. I let out a long sigh and allowed a flood of tears to spread out across my cheeks. It didn't matter how many I wipe away because more always replaced them.

My door slowly opened and I quickly wiped away any trace of tears that had been present on my puffy face. But with no effort they returned soon after.

The same woman who had escorted me to my room was the same one who walked through the door now, followed by a shy, skinny girl who looked to be about my age. I slowly moved forward to let my short legs hang off then end of the bed and let my toes touch the cold tiled floor.

"Good morning Emily." She greeted with a cheerful smile and I nodded my head in return. "This is Kathryn! She'll be your new roommate. I think you two will get along nicely. I'll give you a few moments to get acquainted and then we'll have your food delivered to your room."

She pushed Kathryn in the door a little more and rushed out slamming it behind her. Kathryn who was now wide eyed placed her suitcase down and sat on her bed which was across from mine. We both stared awkwardly at each other until she cleared her throat and pushed her long black her from in front of her shoulders to fall down to her back.