Ally
"Ally, honey, can you come downstairs for a minute? Your dad and I have to talk to you." My mom said softly through the door.
"Yeah. I'll be right down."
I unplugged my phone and slid it into my back pocket.
When I entered our living room, there were suitcases. Many of them.
"What's going on?"
"Honey, your mother and I know that you have been dealing with depression. We know that you cut Ally." My father said.
"Yeah so?"
"Ally, we both think it's best if we sent you to a mental hospital."
My stomach dropped. My face fell.
"A mental hospital? A mental fucking hospital? You've gotta be fucking kidding me. Right? You can't send me to a mental hospital."
"Honey it's for the best." My mom said with a slight smile.
"That's where the fucked up go."
They glanced at each other.
"Are you saying I'm a fuck up?"
"We better get going Ally."
"I can't believe you. Fucktards."
I was fucking pissed. A fucking mental hospital. This is fucking ridiculous.
•at the hospital•
"Ally Davis" My mom said to the lady at the front desk.
"Fuck this. Fuck me. Fuck you. Fuck life. Let me die."
"Honey this is why your here."
I rolled my eyes.
I looked around at the kids and teenagers like me.
"Ally, here's a list of rules. Let me show you your room. Would you like to say goodbye?"
I turned around and faced my parents.
I shook my head at them and started crying.
I couldn't hug them. For fucks sake I couldn't even look at them. They put me in a fucking hellhole.
I walked away from them and to the lady from the front desk.
Lisa. Lisa was her name.
I followed Lisa to my room.
She gave me a small smile and a hug before she left my room.
There were two beds in the room. I happened to be the first one here so I got to chose the bed I wanted.
I picked the one closet to the bathroom.
I put my clothes away and settled in.
This is my life now.
I picked up the list of rules and read them.
1. do not try to sneak out
2. ask for medication at front desk
3. no cussing
4. no smoking
5. no sharing rooms with the other sex
6. no dating/kissing/hugging/sex
7. no physical/verbal bullying
8. do not try and hurt yourself. we have security and security cameras
9. no physical contact with anyone
10. no cell phones, razors or any other personal items that can be used to hurt
Razors can be used under supervision.
If you break a rule you will be punished. If you are punished, you are to tell nobody about your punishment.
Thank you,
Staff from the Mental Hospital.
What the fuck. I can't touch anybody? I will get fucking punished. Why can't I have my own medication? What do they think I'm going to do? Overdose? What the fuck?
The door opened startling me. A girl a little bit younger than me walked in.
"Hi I'm Ally. Welcome to hell."
"I'm Mya." Her tear stained face turned away from me.
"Do you need help unpacking? I just finished so I'd be happy to help."
"Sure. That'd be great."
"So why are you here?" I asked starting to put her clothes in drawers.
"I tried to jump off of a balcony while my family and I were on vacation but a stranger stopped me. He talked me out of it. He even gave me his number. My parents took me here when we got back. What about you?"
"I'm depressed. I'm a self-harmer. I cut and I cut deeper each time. I was sent to the hospital once when my parents were on a business trip. They never found out until a few weeks ago. My best friend walked into my house at the right time. If it was any later I would be dead right now. I wish she was late."
"Oh, wow." She said.
I smiled. "You should read the rules."
I handed her the paper and watched as her eyes scanned it.
"What the fuck." She whispered.
"I know right."
"No cell phones? What is this?"
We were interrupted by a soft knock at the door.
"It's Lisa. I'm here to collect some things."
I shot Mya a confused look but got up to open the door.
Lisa entered with two bags in her hands.
One had my name on it and one had Mya's name on it.
"I need your razors, any medications and phones." Lisa said with no expression.
I pulled out the items she listed and threw them at her. Mya did the same.
"Now, it's time to go to sleep girls."
She left without another word.
I walked around the room examining it closely.
"What are you looking for?" Mya asked.
"A sharp corner. There's none in here. Everything's fucking round."
"I'm going to sleep Ally. Night."
"Night Mya."
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Uhm hope you like it¿
~allie
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Rehab || l.h.
Fanfiction"Let's get some meds in you to reduce the pain." He said taking my hand. "I'm in a mental hospital Luke, nothing can reduce the pain I feel."