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"You know I love you."

My mom was fixated on the road ahead of us, hands gripping the wheel as she glanced at me.

"Yeah." I sighed. "I know." I kept my eyes away from her, watching cars go the opposite direction.

"Soph..." My moms hand reached for me but I shifted.

"Drop it." I said sternly.

"You can't blame this on me forever!" My mom slammed the steering wheel. Tears were dripping down her cheeks and falling to her lap. "I didn't want this!" She shouted. I watched her repeatedly hit the steering wheel and yell. I turned her words away and didn't look at her seldom filled face. I tuned out her ranting and watched the destination come into view. As soon as I felt the car come to a stop I shook the door handle and let myself out.

"Sophie!" My mom shouted.

"What?" I shot back, turning back to her as she stepped out of her running car.

"Don't let this ruin our relationship." She pleaded. I scoffed and rolled my eyes.

"You've already accomplished that." I spat, spinning and trying to reach the door as soon as possible. I prayed this would be a safe haven for me, that this whole past of mine would just go away. I didn't want to deal with the nightmare of a house, my school, my stepdad, my friends or any of the hell. If I can't die, I want to start over.

Because I'm sick, tired and done with this sad feeling. I'm done with being so alone.

I just want a do-over.

I just want this to be the right thing.

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So here is kind of a good introduction kind of? So this story setting is kind of based off the hospital on Red Band Society and the characters are either sick or have mental disorders or whatnot.

Please vote, comment and thanks for reading!

-kaitlyn

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