Sunken (a magcon fanfiction)

Chapter 9+10

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Wednesday May 24, 2014. The day my life changed forever. Also the day I was supposed to finish sixth grade but that's another story. I yawned and Opened my eyes. The sun always seemed to shine right into my eyes in the morning. I stretched and rolled over. Paige was still sleeping so I didn't want to try and wake her. I rolled over in bed and picked out clothes. I decided to actually try to dress up today and laid the Cami dress and a grey cardigan. I slid on my uggs and decided I'd get food before I got dressed.
"Ugh I hate mornings" Paige mumbled pulling the covers over her head.
"Same. I'm gonna go to breakfast so"
"I'm coming. I'm coming" she said throwing off her covers and putting on shoes and a hoodie. I shrugged and opened the door. Everyone looked like shit around here in the morning anyways. I clicked my tongue as we walked in silence down the hallways. It had just dawned on me I never actually got to meet my queen. Demi Lovato would understand, I'm sure. I only had another week in here and wow I couldn't wait. When Luke came to visit he said that I could sleep at the house for a few days when they were off. I was really really excited like wow. I just wanted to get out of here. I sighed and loaded my plate. I sat down in the window seat and put my plate on my lap. I tried to isolate myself as much as I can from the other kids. They all seem obsessed with me. As I chewed my toast and stared out the window I saw a white van along with a car that looked like my moms. I squinted at it kinda confused. It turned around into the parking lot and disappeared. It's not unusual for vans and cars to show up at this time of morning but it wasn't a visiting day so I don't get why there would be so many today. I shook it off and turned to the tapping on my shoulder.
"Saylor you're up for exercise today" one of the assistants said.
"I thought that was tomorrow" I said confused.
"Last minute rescheduling"
"Oh" I said swinging my legs around and throwing away the rest of my food. Once a week we all had individual 'exercise time'. It's exactly what it sounds like. We can have time either outside, in the pool, in the gym, or outside recreation. Of course they never had any sports I was interested in. I headed up to my room and closed the door right behind me. I put on spandex leggings and a sports bra with a 5sos muscle tee/ crop top. I glanced around the room, slipping my nikes on. I pulled my hair into a loose ponytail and opened the door. I was focused on my shoes when I bumped into someone, knocking me over. I hit the floor with an 'oomph' and looked up at my attacker.
"Oh sorry" Foster said looking me up and down. I rolled my eyes and stood up, brushing off the back of my legs. He looked at me with a pissed expression and then started to walk away.
"Foster" I called after him, clearly confused.
"What" he said harshly looking back at me.
"What is up with you" I said crossing my arms. He glared ate for a minute before his expression changed to hurt.
"You could have just told me you had a boyfriend!"
"Whoa ok what're you talking about" I said raising my eyebrows.
"You and that kid last week"
"Ryder?! Pft oh my god. Why does everyone ask me that? Ryder's my best friend. I'm not dating anyone" I said. He looked at me confused, then embarrassed.
"O-oh"
"Yep" I said turning on my heels and skipping down the stairs. I made my way into the gym, grabbing a bottle of water on the way.
"Treadmill today Saylor?" One of the other attendants said as I stepped onto the machine.
"Yep. Half an hour" I said pulling my ponytail a little tighter.
"Right" he said signing me into the clipboard. I turning it on to the lowest setting. I turned it up until I was jogging. I used to really hate running but I was good at it and it was good for me so. I was sweating and thirsty by the time I was done.
"Ok Saylor times up. Good job today." The same attendant from before said. I took a deep breath and stepped of the treadmill, my legs thanking me. I sat down and stretched while gulping down my water. I glanced at the clock and realized I only had half an hour until group therapy so I should probably go shower and get dressed. I stood up and tossed the empty bottle into the recycling because BITCH PLEASE I AINT NO ENVIRONMENT HATER. I was walking through the hallway to the stairs when I heard my name. I looked up confused.
"Saylor you have visitors" an attendant said. I glanced behind him and narrowed my eyes, confused.
"Mom? What're you doing here it's like Wednesday or something." I smiled scratching the top of my head. She was with two men in business suits and a few others in regular clothes. She smiled and opened her arms.
"Oh I'm sweaty but ok" I shrugged going in for a hug.
"Oh never mind. Is there anywhere private we can talk?" She said rejecting my hug and glancing up at attendant.
"Uhm sure right this way" he said leading us into a part of the building I had never seen before. I was kinda uncomfortable in front of the official looking dudes. I mean I'm wearing pants tighter then my relationship with my friends and showing more skin then one of those weird naked cats and these guys are here wearing suits and perfectly styled hair. I sat down in one of the chairs in the fishbowl office next to my mom.
"Thank you" my mom said nodding to the attendant and he closed the door leaving us in silence. I looked from the dudes to my mom, fairly confused.
"Hello Saylor" one of the guys said.
"Hi..."
"I'm Scott Andrews and this is my partner Mark Kingsley" he said. I gave them a small smile.
"We work for MTV" the other guy said. I narrowed my eyes extremely confused now.
"Wow uhm ok so what're you doing here?" I said probably sounding really rude.
"Well that's just it Saylor. We want to make a movie about you" Scott said getting to the point.
"What! Why me? The most interesting thing I do is occasionally walk into a wall or something"
"Oh honey we all know you do that at least once a day" my mom said.
"Wow thanks mom" I said laughing a little because it was true.
"Saylor we have been following your story for a while now"
"Yeah because that doesn't sound stalkerish" I smirked. The guys laughed and exchanged glances.
"Well I'm sure it does. Your story is not only inspirational, but also intriguing and interesting. Your story is one that has to be shared"
"Wow ok. First of all, I don't have much of a story. I was just the Internet girl for the longest time. It want until I slipped up that 'my story' became a thing. Second of all, how do I know you're not just saying that to make me want to go along with this"
"Saylor don't be rude" my mom nudged me.
"I mean sorry I didn't mean to come across as rude but I'm just confused."
"Well Saylor, you have a remarkably high image with young girls and teens." Mark said.
"Since when. The last time I checked I was hated by half the internet because I was just the suicidal, hypocritical, lying freak" I said cocking my head.
"Well when was the last time you checked" Mark said smiling. I narrowed my eyes, confused again.
"Like a month ago" I said crossing my arms.
"Then I guess we'll just have to show you" Scott said popping open the briefcase and skidding a stack of glossy printed papers towards me. I flipped through them, surprised. Most of them looked like they were screenshots from social media sites.
"What is this?"
"This, my friend, is exactly what a popular image looks like. Not only are your fans supporting you, but they're also profusely worried about you. The hashtag #saylorgetbetter had been trending on Twitter and tumblr since you were admitted into this treatment center. Many more like this have surfaced like #wesupportyou, #weloveyou, #staystrongforussaylor. One fan even started a campaign"
"Meet London Sawyer" Mark said sliding a completely new stack of papers towards me. My eyes widened and my jaw dropped.
"I-I don't understand. When I last checked they hated me. They wanted me dead. When did everything change?"
"Well that we can't change, but we can explain a little more about why we're here"
"Please do" I said smiling and shaking my head at how unreal this was.
"Well We had been trailing your story for a while before London came to us"
"She came to you?" My head shot up. I had suddenly became way more interested and excited about this project.
"About a week ago" (a/n go ahead. sing it. i know you all want to. i'll wait. ok let's continue shall we)
"What happened- ohhhhhhhhhh" I said remembering my little speech rant thingy.
"She sent us the video of you in the restaurant and we made up out mind that we want to go ahead and do this"
"Taylor uploaded that video?" My eyes went even bigger which seemed inhumanly possible.
"I guess so. Anyways London has started the #projecttripleS hashtag which has been trending on Instagram and Twitter since last week." Mark said opening his laptop and pushing it towards me.
"What is it?" I said pressing play on the video.
"This is London explaining exactly what the project is" Scott said. I nodded and looked intently at the screen, resting my head in my hands.
"Hi everyone. My names London Sawyer and this is Project Triple S. Stay Strong Saylor. You may say I'm obsessed but I promise I'm not. I think it's wrong that some people who call themselves 'fans' of Saylor Fitch hated on her because she kept a secret from us. She doesn't have to tell us everything about her personal life. It surprised me when I saw people responding so negatively to what happened. I was thinking why are people making her feel worse when what we need to do is support Saylor and make her feel loved. I know what it's like to feel like you're in the dark all the time. So this is what I'm gonna do. On Instagram, post a picture of one thing you like about Saylor Fitch. Add your favorite quote from Saylor, funny or serious, and then hashtag it #projecttripleS. Maybe Saylor won't see this but something needs to be done. If we work together we can do this." London finished.
"Is this project triple S?" I said flipping through the stack of pictures taken from Instagram. There were ridiculous things that I've said and pictures of me. I wanted to cry. It was beautiful what all these girls had done for me. I literally couldn't believe it at all.
"When can I meet this girl?" I said running a hand through my tangled hair.
"Well if you decide you want to go through with the movie then as soon as shooting starts"
"I want to do it. I really want to do it. Mom?" I said looking up at my mom who had been too quiet through this whole thing.
"Saylor when I look at you now compared to you four weeks ago, I see a happy girl who couldn't be stronger and more of an inspiration. If anyone deserves to do a movie about this, it's you. Of course I'll let you do the movie" she said cupping half my face with one hand. I smiled at her and my head shot around to the two guys.
"Wow that's great. So would you like to discuss more about the movie or is there somewhere you have to be right now.
"noPe nowHere" I said all to quickly.
"Ok then. So movie details. I think that first we should discuss when we're going to start shooting and what our project is going to be called" I glanced at my mom and she took a deep breath.
"Saylor, this is your thing. It's all up to you" She said shaking her head.
"Well when's the soonest we can start" I said looking back at Scott and Mark.
"As soon as next week" Mark said.
"But we understand you need to finish your time here at Passageways so we can always start later" Scott added in a hurry. I glanced back at my mom and then at my lap, debating what I was gonna do.
"Saylor I talked to the doctors and therapists here and they've all told me how much progress you've made and they think that if you really want to, you can leave on Friday." My mom spoke up.
"What! Really uhm yeah i would love to get out of here on Friday I mean it's great and everything but I think I need to be at home" I said smiling the widest I had in months.
"Ok I'll confirm it with them then." She said.
"Great! Next order of business, a name. This is all up to you" Scott said nodding at me.
"Whoa uhm I don't know. Can we do that last? Well not last but once I understand more about it" I said.
"Sure I guess we could do that. So our main ideas here are almost like a rough draft. It all comes down to what you want to do"
"Sure" I said licking my bottom lip.
"Awesome so we were thinking along the lines of just you talking about your story for the first part, maybe 20 minutes of that. Then we would have fans, other internet people, and possibly even celebrities talk about their own experiences with depression and self harm. And then is where the fun part comes in..."
"Don't leave me hanging Scott!" I laughed.
"The tour. If possible it would be with London and, again feel free to change the name but we were thinking Project Triple S?"
"Sweet. I mean that sounds great but what would the tour be about"
"You would be talking about a month at least on the road doing shows where you would talk about your journey and your story," that word just kept coming up, "and then there would be a meet and greet hangout sort of thing" he said.
"Sounds great"
"Alright so that will be part three out of four." Mark said.
"Part four Would be sort of a get involved thing. What you can do if you are struggling, your personal advice, that sort of thing" Scott finished.
"I really love the idea. Uhm when will I see you guys again?"
"If everything works out and you end up getting out of here by Friday then hopefully Saturday" Mark said looking at my mom. She nodded and looked at me. I smiled, way to excited then I should be.
"Great. Wow I can't even function right now. This is unbelievable. I mean just amazing. Can I sleep on ideas and stuff for the title and everything"
"Yeah of course" Scott nodded.
"Awesome I'm so excited" I said.
"Great. So we'll see you on Saturday then" Mark said standing up and sticking out his hand.
"I'm gonna hug you I don't even care" I said laughing and wrapping my arms around him. He laughed and hugged me. I hugged Scott and then stepped back.
"Alrighty. So I'm gonna go talk to the director ok Say?"
"Yeah awesome. Uhm I'll see you Friday then"
"Yep. I love you say"
"You too. Tell the boys I said hi" I said hugging her.
"Of course"
"It was so nice to meet you guys. Thank you so much for all you've done. I can't wait to work with you" I said waving at Scott and Mark. They nodded and said their goodbyes. I pushed opened the door and walked calmly away from the room until I was out of ear/eye shot. I skipped around and laughed, so unbelievably happy. I skipped up the steps and into my room. I grabbed a towel and hopped into the shower that was in Paige and I's room. I took a long shower, just wanting to get out of group therapy. I changed into my dress and put on my converse. My hair was wet and easy to work with so I braided it into a Hun around my flower crown. I smiled at my reflection in the mirror before putting on my cardigan and walking out into the hall.
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I shoved my dinner down my throat way to fat in Thursday night. I Threw my trash away and took off running towards the hallway, earning myself dirty and weird looks from half the other kids.
"Aye Saylor where're you going" one of the boys said. My head whipped around to look at him, hair flailing out in a wave.
"To get out of here" I said bitting my tongue and took off running again. I skipped to a halt in the doorway of my room. I smiled and took a deep breath, stepping into the room. I pulled my suitcase out from under the bed and tore it open. I set out an outfit for tomorrow and pjs for tonight. I chewed on my lip and started tearing out clothes. I didn't bother packing nicely, more like shoving everything in and stuffing in the extra stuff. I jumped up on my bed and started taking down posters and pictures, packing them safely in the box. About 20 minutes later I was all packed and ready except the things I had set out for tonight and tomorrow. I fell back into my bed happily. There was a knock on the door and Paige appeared.
"Hey" I said and smiled. We had become extremely close in the past month.
"You're really leaving tomorrow"
"Bright and early" I smiled brightly.
"Wow" she sounded upset. My lips curled into a worried frown.
"What's up Paigey" I said sitting up a little straighter.
"I don't know. I get out of here in a week and you're gonna go off with your movie and I'll probably never see you again" she said slumping down against the wall.
"Hey. Paige you know you can be in the movie. Like I need you to be in the movie. Oh and also, we'll figure something out because I have this friend named Nash. I don't know if you've heard of him, I mean he's an internet-" I joked. She cut me off screaming.
"No way!!" She jumped up and down.
"I mean if you want too..." I smiled picking up my pjs and walking towards the bathroom.
"You are the best. I swear to god I love you so much" she said tackling me.
"Hey get off I have to change" I said rolling over and crawling towards the bathroom. I locked it and stared at myself in the mirror. For the first time in a while, I smiled when I looked at myself. I peeled off my shirts and put on my leggings and uggs. I threw my hair into a sloppy bun and unlocked the door again.
"Yo they're playing Finding Nemo downstairs"
"Hell yes. Let's go" I said throwing on a Magcon hoodie and skipping out of the room.
"Tag you're it" Paige said pushing me into a bystander. I stumbled falling into his arms.
"We have to stop meeting like this" Foster chuckled above me. I rolled my eyes and pushed myself out of his arms.
"I heard you're leaving tomorrow"
"You know it" I said smiling like the idiot I am.
"Wow" was all he said.
"Dude you're still it" Paige said crossing her arms.
"Not for long" I said picking up my pace so I went skidding down the wooden halls on my slippery soles. I tagging her back with a little too much force and she toppled over.
"Oh my god. You ok?" I said laughing at her. I extended my arms to her. She was rolling around in a fit of giggles on the ground. She took my hands and pulled herself up.
"Girls! No running in the halls" an attendant screamed behind us. Whatever bitch I'll be out of here in less then 12 hours anyways. I'm gonna go somewhere where I can run a marathon in the halls. I couldn't fall asleep that night. I tossed and turned with excitement.
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I woke with the first day of sunshine. I burst out of bed and threw on the Galaxy unicorn muscle crop top and floral high waisted skirt. They didn't like us showing too much skin around here but I don't think they would say anything anyways. I threw my dirty clothes into my bag and packed up my blanket and pillow. I checked the time, 7:25. I groaned. My mom wasn't supposed to be here for another half an hour. What was I supposed to do for half an hour?! I grabbed the pen and sticky notes from the bedside table. I slipped on my vans and scratched down a goodbye note with my number on it and stuck it on the pillow next to Paige's head. She twitched but didn't move. I grabbed my bags and took one last glance around the room. My half was bare and empty while Paige's full of color, energy and life. I sighed, feeling bad for leaving her without saying a proper goodbye. I didn't want to wake her though. I opened the door and shut it behind me silently. I couldn't help but smile as I walked down the hall. The wheels of my suitcase made a satisfying noise on the wood floor. I picked it up and carried it down the steps. I decided I would just wait in the lobby until my mom showed up. I sat down on my suitcase and put my backpack in my lap. I fiddled with my fingers and then unzipped my backpack remembering Luke's stuffed animal he had given to me. I pulled it out and squeezed it. I decided I would call it Ronald because isn't that a great name for a penguin? I must have been sitting there for a while because when the doors slid open and my head popped up, all I saw was brown hair and one very tall blonde boy. I squealed and dropped Ronald, running towards my cousin and best friends.
"Ryan" I said jumping in my brothers arms.
"Hey little sis" he mumbled swinging me around.
"I finally get to get out of here" I said as he put me back down on my feet.
"I'll get your bags" cam said.
"I can-"
"No Say" he insisted. I shrugged and turned back to Hayes.
"Hey Say Bæ" he said opening his arms.
"Boi you don't even know how much I've missed your hugs" I said hugging my best friend. He chuckled and stepped back.
"Hi Saylor" luke said smiling down at me.
"Oh and you mister. You need to stop growing like srsly dude" I said wrapping my arms around his stomach. I wasn't short but I wasn't tall. And Luke, oh we all know how tall Luke is.
"Yeah yeah" he smirked smiling.
"Hey I'm gonna go check you out Kay?" My mom said patting my shoulder. I nodded and smiled widely again.
"Hey where're the other guys" I said wondering why Nash, Toby, cal, ash, Mikey and Ryder weren't there.
"Meeting us for breakfast" Hayes said.
"Yas ihop I hope"
"You know it."
"Hey boys take her to the car this might take a minute" my mom called from the front desk. I took one last look around the building and then turned and pushed the door open a little to hard.
"Whoa girl don't break the door" Ryan said ruffling my hair.
"May I please" I laughed walking through the brisk air to the car. I pulled on the door and it swung open. I flipped over to the very back with Hayes and Luke and Cam were in the second row of seats and Ryan was in the front.
"Hey Saylor I think I owe you something" my mom said getting into the front.
"My phone" I squealed reaching over the seat to grab it from her.
"I charged it last night so it should be good" she said. I smiled and turned it on. My lock screen flashed and then turned into my home screen with my Touch ID.
"What first? Vine or Twitter" I said looking up at Hayes.
"Vine is more bæ" he shrugged.
"That didn't even make sense bro" I said laughing but going on vine anyways.
"I don't wanna vine yet. You have to get one of when I see the boys" I said chewing the inside of my cheek.
"Kay I will" Hayes said.
"Go on Twitter" cam said. I obeyed and opened the app.
"Whoa" I said, blue eyes wide. Cam had tweeted a picture I didn't know he had taken of my brother and I hugging.