For Alecia_Xo for being my "biggest fan" love you boo 😘
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"Are you feeling nauseous throughout the night?" Doctor Hyde asked as she looked up from the clipboard.
I tugged on my sleeves and nodded, not really all there because of what happened just a few hours ago. She was on..suicide watch. Was that because of me?
"Y/n, I have a feeling that you aren't interested in today's session." I snorted, rolling my eyes. Who would be interested in a session about heir fucked up lifestyle? No one. "To get better we have to go through these things everyday. No matter how hard or embarrassed you may feel, we have to face it."
"I have a question." I licked my dry lips before looking up. "Is there an Elizabeth Melissa Westbrook here? In this facility?" She shifted uncomfortably, adverting my eyes. "Please don't fu..please just tell me the truth." I took what Vanessa said and decided not to curse to get my point across. Look at that, miles away and she still had an impact on my damn day to day life.
"Yes, but she can't have any visitors until she shows signs of repressing her suicidal thoughts." I nodded slowly as I picked at the chair.
"What's her room number?" She shook her head, ready to protest but I stopped her. "I can not get better knowing that my best friend is battling demons inside of her head. What's her room number?"
Doctor Hyde sighed heavily before going to her desk and writing something on a piece of paper.
"Don't go until after five pm because she'll be watched over by a nurse at those hours. Unless you see a blonde nurse then you'll be fine, they're family."
My heart skipped a beat for a second. "Family, what do you mean family?"
She shrugged, handing me the paper. "Not sure, I just know they know of each other. Can we finish our session now?" I nodded softly, folding the slip into a small square and pocketing it.
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"Room service." I raised my eyebrows and watched Sophia walk in with a backpack. "Wow, don't get too excited now." She said sarcastically, closing the door behind her.
"Sorry, I'm just tired lately." A sympathetic smile crossed her lips as she sat on the edge of my bed. "Did you know Ellie was here?"
"Ummm," She didn't answer as she started to take food out of the backpack. "Ellie, like Elizabeth-"
"Don't do that, I'm not stupid, okay?" I laid back on the bed as I stared up at the ceiling. "I just wish someone would have told me. She's just there, alone, has anyone visited her lately?" I shifted my eyes to her and she shook her head softly. "She has no one."
"Well, Nylah would come the first few days but she tried to uh..commit again so they suspended her visiting hours." I rolled onto my stomach as I felt my chest clench. Just the thought of her feeling so gone that she resorted to ending her life twice made me want to throw up. "But she's getting better, it's been two weeks since then so-"
"That doesn't make me feel any better." I mumbled into the pillow. "I need to hug her and just tell her how much she means to me."
"I don't think you're allowed on the fourth floor. You need a code to go that high."
I dug into my pocket and pulled up a paper. "I already know." She took the paper and, I assumed, read over it. "I'm going at five thirty and no one is going to stop me."
I heard her sigh as she gave me the paper back. "Well, she likes Reece's so take some of those up there with you." I rolled back onto my back and she held out a closed pack.
