Chapter Two
-Molly’s POV-
Today was the day, I was finally leaving. Leaving everything behind was the easiest part. I didn’t know what to expect, nobody cares that I’m leaving. The mental bus would collect me, I’ve always wondered what happened in those vehicles, and well I suppose I’m going to find out. I’m just an emotional wreak, a waste of space and a depression victim.
-Calum Hood’s (Bus Drivers) POV-
My job sucks. Ruining people’s lives is not what I enjoy. Pulling up and dragging them out of the normal world kills me inside. I wouldn’t wish to hurt anyone… When times are hard and you need the money, you do whatever you can. I wish they understood that. I want to help them, like people help me with my confidence. I just wish I could save them.
*once arrived at mental hospital*
“Where do I go now errmm” I asked whilst acting like I didn’t need to be here.
“It’s Mr Hood or Cal, whatever you prefer. You need to find your room and then sit there until you can be normal, I might pop by to see you later anyway” he replied.
-Molly’s POV-
The first person I talked to seemed alright I suppose At least his sane unlike the other 90% but what was I to expect anything fancy. I mean because I get sad quite a lot, they think it’s for the best that I mix with these people who think they’re normal. That might sound harsh but I’m never going to be like them. I just don’t understand anything anymore.
It’s a very dull room though; I mean black walls with a window that doesn’t open a wooden chair and a really uncomfortable bed. There’s a small collection of paints in the corner, I don’t think there supposed to be there but why they are I should use them. I decorated my ‘new room’ with 5sos lyrics and their names. It looked so much more personal which made me feel safer.
*Calum knocks on the door*
“Who is it” I groaned.
“The bus driver, Calum”
“I guess you should enter”
*Cal walks in carrying two drinks and a plate of biscuits*
-Calum’s POV-
She looked so broken. I just wanted to run up to her and hug her, make her feel like it was going to be okay. But I couldn’t, the rules sucked here. Her eyes looked so red and in need of happiness. She smiled when I passed her the drink, it was beautiful. I knew we’d become closer.
