Broken, Malfunctioned & Forgotten

C H A P T E R E I G H T : >>>HEX<<<

My phone buzzes in my pocket. Once. Twice. Third. Fourth. My mind flutters to my phone as I write my essay on a little old table in this rubbish cabin that looks exactly like other cabins as if it's copying anything it can. I look up to the greasy ceiling and wonder what my life has become. I grab my phone from my pocket and shut it off. I can't deal with talking on the phone, but then someone knocks on the front door and I peer from around the corner after I manage to stand and walk. Then the knocks grow louder and louder as I walk closer and closer. I manage to place my hand on the golden knob, but before opening, I peek through the peek hole to see who it is. Two figures stand and one of them is facing the other way, pacing in his spot, then I see Jesse. Both Jesse and James are here and usually they only knock once or twice, but this time, the knocking is continuous even when I am standing to look through.

 I swing the door open and James spins around alert and then speaks in a horrid and panicked tone like he's living a life with anxiety, "Quickly! Cay is in the hospital! She is very ill and was diagnosed with Depression and... Jesse, what was the other thing called?" Jesse seems calm then answers in a worried tone, "Anorexia." A chill slivers down my spine and pricking me at the near end while my heart sinks to the pit of my stomach. "Let's go." I gulp and clench my jaw as I walk out grabbing my black coat then locking the door from behind me. I really hope she is okay, but somehow, I know she isn't. This is a life or death situation and I hope life saves her over death. I run through the puddles as thunder and lightning strikes, "Don't worry, Cay, we're coming." The words mumble under my breath.