The girl who cried wolf

Chapter 13- New Moon

"Can I go to the gym?" Olivia asked, getting dressed. Her nurse raised her eyebrows. 

"No. Level 2." She replied.

"Can I go to the pool?" 

"No. Level 3." She answered, "Olivia. Please, you've already asked this."  

"I know. But I was hoping for a better answer." Olivia sassed, "Where can I go?" 

"Level 1 is personal therapy, group therapy, public cafeteria, electrocution treatment, sedation treatment and single room." The nurse ticked off on her fingers. "And right now it's time for your treatments." 

"Treatments?" Olivia sat up straight, "I never get both. Only one everyday." 

"They've decided to up your treatments, because of... recent events... which have upset you." 

"I am not upset at recent events. I'm upset at the fact that I have to get needles stuck into me and be zapped the same day!" Olivia's rage had been boiling inside of her for quite some time. She was sick of being told what she could and couldn't go, or do. "I will not go." Olivia pushed past her nurse. Sprinting down the hallway, she felt someone grab her arm, Dr Hen. He looked at her in her eyes.

"It's time for your treatment, Olivia." Dr Hen said with a sickly smile. Olivia pulled away, being grabbed by the 'Soft Meadows' security guards. 

"LET ME GO!" Olivia screamed, fighting against them as they dragged her towards the treatment room. "LET ME GO!" 

"Let her go." A silky voice ordered, Olivia looked up. There stood a girl, with ebony skin, leather shorts and a leather jacket, she had thigh high boots on, and her head of curls were dark as midnight an her eyes as bright as the moon. Despite her skin tone, her eyes were the lightest blue. She was amazing. 

The male security guards seemed stunned.

"Are you stupid? I said, let her go." 

Immediately, Olivia was released. 

"Alright," The girl turned to Olivia, "I'm here to pick up Olivia." 

"Did someone hire you as a stripper? Because I'm not lesbian-" 

"And I'm not a stripper." The girl replied. "I have the necessary paperwork to give Olivia an early release." She handed Olivia's nurse a pile of paperwork. 

"And who are you?" The nurse asked, raising her eyebrows,

"My name is Charlotte. I am now the official guardian of Olivia." Charlotte looked at Olivia. "I'll be taking her with me. Where is her things?"

"They burned them as soon as I got here." Olivia spoke up, "They do it to everyone."

"That is not true. Items being destroyed is a punishment that is betaken on those who break the rules. Olivia, you broke the rules." The nurse said, crossing her arms.

"What did you do?" Charlotte asked, her bright blue eyes sparkling.

"I tried to escape."

"Seems logical."  Charlotte replied, her face was like stone, her beauty seemed like a mask.

"But Olivia has not been cured here! We do urge you to let her stay here for a few more days, a couple more treatments and she'll be back to normal-"

"No. She's coming with me and that's final." Charlotte's voice had a ring of authority to it. And the nurse tilted her head down, backing off.

"Fine. But we do need her to take some medication-"

"I won't do it." Olivia cut her off, "You know I won't." The nurse sighed,