Broken, Malfunctioned & Forgotten

C H A P T E R S E V E N : >>>SHADIANNA<<<

She's been a complete mess to the point where she can't get out of bed. I know she's torn apart, but when will she achieve more strength to get up and try to solve the mystery of Ian's disappearance? It's been two weeks now and I still feed her like a baby and run her baths like she is a little toddler. I don't mind it, but I wish she could feel something other than grief and sadness, it saddens me at times even when I am trying to stay strong for her. As I walk, I hear sobs coming from her room, I open the green shiny door, push it forward and hear it squeak. She is rolled onto her stomach and crying. 

I sit beside her and place my hand over her back then say, "breakfast." She immediately stops and sits up, but the life in her eyes is gone, she seems lifeless even when she is moving and talking to me, "I am not hungry," and right on cue, her stomach rumbles, "I am not. So, shut up stomach." Another grumble. "Candy, you haven't eaten in two weeks now. When are you going to stop moping and try to help me find Ian?" Her eyes brighten with worry and shock, "You can't. It'll be too dangerous!" As her mouth hangs open, I take this opportunity to shove some eggs into her mouth and she nearly chokes, but she manages to chew and swallow.

I hear the door squeak and shut close. "I've called the ambulance." Krait speaks and I jump to my feet. "Jesus, Krait, you scared me!" I shriek as he covers his ears, "She is just fine!" "No, she isn't," speaking sternly, he walks towards the sheets covering her body and pulls it off, she wears a crop top and short pants then I realise that she's close to death. Skin and bones are all that's left, "she is not okay. She has Stage One Depression and Anorexia. I've been taking care of her while you go to classes, but she broke one promise," Candy tries to speak but her eyes keep rolling back to her head and it scares me half to death, "she promised that she would tell you." My stomach churns and I feel sick. 

Sliding down to sit against the pinkish wall, head in hands, tears streak down my cheeks and I sigh as an ambulance sounds like an alarm in the distance. I look up to the rusty old window in the right corner, two men in ambulance uniforms comes rushing across the oval, I immediately stand and turn the handle to let myself out of the room. Rushing down the stairs and towards the front door, I almost trip on the carpet, but I catch myself and swing the door open as they rush inside. "Hello, miss." One of them says and I call out to them as they rush up the stairs, "She's in the room on the right!" "Thank you, miss!" The other guy calls out as I rush in after them.

Busting in, I see them pull her into a... wheelchair? They push her out the room and I take note of how they look like brothers. One of them has golden blond hair, shaved on one side while the other has golden light brown hair, their faces are stern and serious, something I am not comfortable seeing. My heart pounds as my chest aches with fear and worry. Krait rushes out the front door after them and the door thuds as I crumble to the ground and rock myself back and forth. "She has mental illnesses and it's all my fault." I whisper to myself. 

I really shouldn't have left her in that state for two weeks, but I had no knowledge, still I beat myself up over it. It's a very serious thing. I gather myself up and reach out to grab my fluffy blue jumper while grabbing my purse to run to my Toyota golden green car which is parked in the parking lot not too far away from my cabin. "I have to be there for her." I spit as I slam myself into the seat and quickly buckle the seatbelt, fumbling through my purse for the car keys, and take hold of the wheel. "I will make things right and I will be there for her." Today is another day, but still a stormy one, I wonder if it will always be a grey sky and thunder along with heavy droplets of rain falling from the full grey clouds floating above.