-Unhealthy Obsession-

.38. Visitor

It's been three days in this hell hole.

The people here may have been...tamer than I thought they'd be but..the feeling this place gives off. It isn't...it isn't right. I can't put my finger on it.

Maybe it's because I don't like hospitals..maybe it's the fact the love of my life is dead. Maybe it's both.

A small sigh escaped me as I laid on my stiff bed. At least it was better than sleeping on the cold hard dirt. This at least had thin mattress.

My mind started drifting off into restless thinking. It was about Mia. It was always about Mia. I was thinking how her eyes stared at me as she dropped to the ground. Or how the smell of blood wafted to my nose, how I could literally feel her hands growing colder by the second, her breathing getting less and less shallow.

My throat tightened as tears threatened to escape.

Her voice was shaking and pleating. She didn't want to die, I knew this. Her eyes begged to be saved but I couldn't do anything to keep her blood all in. Then...when she stopped moving, her glazed eyes starring into the sky...something in me snapped.

I've barely slept since. In these three weeks I've only slept like what? Seven? Nine times? I'd sleep one day, skip a day or two, and repeat. My body has been aching because I haven't slept in the past three days. I didn't want to anymore. My dreams...they've become nightmares. I didn't want to go through them, I'd wake up in a pool of sweat and then cry.

I...started seeing...things. Hearing things. too. I was hallucinating, and it wasn't fun. At first I started hearing things. It was like...a crowd. A crowd of people, indistinguishable murmuring. I couldn't understand but I heard them. Next, it was the visual. I had started laughing at everything, despite nothing being funny. Then, things quickly stopped being funny. The crowd was getting louder and I saw things from the corners of my eyes. I had started to not be able to tell what was real or not. I thought I had saw nurses walk into my room to get my vitals, but when another came in, he told me no one came here before that.

My judgement and decision making has been...shabby to say the least. I couldn't even decide weather to change positions on this bed, or if I needed to use the bathroom. I haven't peed in two days. My body aches and my head is constantly throbbing. Despite the terrible, physical, pain, mentally I feel nothing.

A sudden knock on my door made my body jolt. I sit up and a woman enters my room. I...couldn't remember her name. "Andrew," she spoke softly with a smile. "You have a visitor. Would you care to see her?"

My heart jumps into my throat. I don't know why I still believe it would be Mia.

I slid out my bed and followed the woman down the creepy halls. Could this be another hallucination? I slowly reach out to touch her and she looks back with a confused look.

"Yes?" she asks, slowing down a bit.

"Nothing..." my scratchy throat speaks for the first time in days.

We finally reach the room and she steps aside and opens the door. My eyes scan the room but I did not see a beautiful brown haired girl. But instead, a normal blonde haired one. I growl but the nurse grabs my arm and gently pushes me inside.

It was Hannah. I didn't want to see her. I was still furious at her. I am furious at her. If it wasn't her sticking her nose in my business Mia would still be here. We'd be at the house. Everything would've been fine.

I reluctantly sit down in the chair, balling my hands on the table. She has this...smug look on her face and I wanted to bitch slap it off. But...every emotion seemed to drain from my body. Now that I see Hannah...all I saw was Mia. The two were practically inseparable and I really did expect Mia to be walking through those doors at any time.