Never Settle

Chapter 2. The Killings.

(6)
I wake up, from what I thought was Nightmare.
"Oh, my! She's awake!"
I heard my mom yell.
I put my finger to my mouth, and squint my eyes.
"Sh sh sh, my head hurts."
I open my eyes fully, the bright light bending over the hospital bed, make my eyes water.
"W-what happened?"
I asked unknowingly.
"You haven't eaten in days."
She said frowning while she looked at her long dark red nails.
She tapped her index against the palm of her hand.
"What? I didn't eat for like three days."
I said with a weird tone.
"I noticed you skipped most of the meals after the first day of school."
I look down and touch my flabby stomach.
"What? But it was only a few days ago."
I say.
"Leah it was a week ago."
I sit there in shock.
"I didn't know."
I look down with tears in my eyes.
"I don't get how you can do this to us."
"We put you through therapy and try to help you, and all you do is ruin it. You really need to stop being selfish."
I look up at her.
"Selfish?"
I chuckle sarcastically.
"I'm selfish huh? So I'm selfish because I'm fucking depressed."
I sigh.
"So that just proves my point. I'm pretty much a selfish bitch because I'm trying to NOT kill myself."
I mom looks at me madly.
"Don't ever speak to me like that!"
She slaps me and walks out of the hospital room.
I put my cold hand on the side she slapped me.
I start shaking lightly, I burst out crying, the tears drip onto my slightly uncovered thigh, I look down seeing all the scars, I wipe my eyes and press down on the scars. I poke each deep dark brown scar, counting them.
53 on my right thigh, and 24 on my left thigh.
The nurse knocks and enters the hospital room.
I wipe my eyes and cover up my legs.
She stops at the doorway and stares at me.
"Bad timing hun?'
She grips her clear clipboard so tightly her fingertips become white.
"No its alright."
She sighs very lightly almost inaudible.
"So how are you feeling?"
I sigh.
"You don't have to pretend like you care."
She looks at me with confusion.
"Excuse me? I care about you I just want to know if all of that is okay."
She points her finger at my thigh and swirls it.
"Oh."
I pause.
"If you don't feel comfortable it's alright."
She says in a sweet voice.
I smile and nod.
"Alright, well if you need anything just press that button."
She points at the red button that's beside me.
"Okay thank you."
She puts the chart at the end of my bed and walks out.
I fully sit up and look at the bedside table.
I grab the black TV remote, I turn on the small black TV.
I flip through the channels until something catches my eye.
(*" This means the talking person on the tv show is talking.)
*"A Man named Steven Hellen was found guilty of first-degree murder today."*
I gasp and turn up the volume.
"Charlies dad killed someone?"
I say nearly laughing.
"This family is crazy."
*"Here is Charlie Hellen, Steven Hellen's daughter."*
I

watch closely.
*"I can't believe he killed somemone! "*
She wipes her eyes.
*" I'm sorry I can't do this."*
She cover she's face and runs off camera.
I laugh at her.