Chloe's pov
I don't wanna be here. I just wanna go home. Even if it mean I have to live with my father and be abused. It was better then here, all alone, in a bed thats not mine, in a room I'm not familiar with. I just don't even wanna be here on Earth, I just wish I could end my life and be with my mother. I miss her so much, she was so beautiful. I look just like her, all my mothers friends would say I'm her 'little twin' she was my whole world, she would always yell at my dad when he would go to hit me or yell at me. She was always on my side, never on my father's even if I was in the wrong. I sat up and stopped thinking about my mother, I just couldn't. It made me to sad and depressed. I got up and walked to the small desk in the room, there were three books sitting on it, The Language of Flowers, Girl in Translation, The whole Thing Together. I picked up one and sat back down. Reading was one of the only things that got life off my mind. I would always try to read happy books, then pretend I was the main character living in this happy, beautiful world, with no worry. Just being happy and running in fields full of flowers at sunset. I opened the book to see all the paged are messed up and drawn on. I sigh and throw the book at the wall. I lay down and look at the ceiling. I felt nothing, I was just so numb. I heard the door click and a nurse walked in "Hello Ms.Blake how are you today?" she asked while closing the door and sitting at the desk chair. I looked over to her and shrugged "I was told you killed your mother, is that true? Why would you want to do something so horrible?" she asked I sat up and looked at her " ok listen here lady. One, I didn't kill my mother, she was my world, and two get out" I said and layed back down closing my eyes. "But Ms.Blake I need to ask somemore questions. Could yo-" "GET. OUT" I said interupting her. She quickly got up and walked out but left the door open. Haha I guess I sceared her so much she forgot. I got up and looked out the door and looked both ways before walking out. I didn't know where I was going but I was goona get out of here.
Colby's pov
I suck out agian after the 'night check ups' I was walking around the halls making sure to not get caught.. again, when I turned a corner and someone bumped into me. I looked down and it was the new girl. "How are you out right now?" I asked, she didn't answer me but instead just walked passed me but I grabbed her arm and went in front of her. " I asked you a question, and I would like to be answered. So, I'm gonna asked you again how are you out?" I said stilling holding onto her. She looked up at me, and she didn't seem sceared of me, "I yelled at one of the nurses, she got scared and left the room without locking the door. Now I'm gonna asked you, how are you out?" She said tilting her head a little "Thats for me to know, but if I were you I'd go back to your room so you won't get caught" I said mocking her and tilting my head. She just laughed and tapped my cheek a few times before saying "Oh don't worry I won't get caught" and with that she walked away. While I was left there frozen. No one, and I mean no one touches me but when she did it I- I didn't mind it, it felt almost right. What the hell is going on?
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Heres chapter 4 !!
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