NOW YOU SEE ME.

Chapter 1.

Beating hard. That's what my heart is doing right now. Now I can't guarantee that it will stop anytime soon, all because today is the day, where I'll be determined whether I am ready to go home or not.

After 2 months of being away from home and staying at the Everson Love for all home, I , for the first time, in a long time, I am quite not sure of how things will be this time.

This is the 3rd time now that I've been at this place. The Everson Love for all home. This is a place of recovery , I speak for the depressed, the suicidal, those in need to be heard and helped. Being me, I've dealt with alot and have been helped with most, yet still here I am, for the third time.

For the most part of my life, I've not known much of that emotion or feeling rather, called happiness.

It's not that I'm a miserable person but what gets thrown at me or what I usually endure at most, is the very same reason that I get pulled into that dark place that consumes me at most.

In the beginning, mom gave reason to every action and reaction as some phase, a normal teenager went through. Time passed on and surely, the signs would be evident to avoid and that's how my journey of being admitted into this home began, now that this is the third time, I'd refer myself as a regular, I mean why not?

" We're ready for you, " Vicky says.

I give a nod before getting up and walking over to the door, where I wait for her to let me pass through but she doesn't, only further blocking my way.

She places her hand on my shoulder, and looking into her chocolate brown, friendly eyes, I see hope, the kind of hope that I should hold onto as I am about to meet my fate.

Almost hopeless, that was never me before, I had envisioned so much for myself yet my downfall hit me hard, right when my father passed. A piece of me cracked, opening an in for every other unwanted feeling to swallow me whole, leaving me in a blur of what my life used to be.

" Think positive." Vicky tells me.

" I will." I try to force a small smile but my mouth is too stubborn to move.

" Let's go."

Well the time is now.

I follow behind Vicky , who clutches the check up board to her chest and I can't help but be quite curious of the big red bold words, written on the top of the board.

My curiosity doesn't last for long when we make a turn and head up a flight of stairs. Ascending up the stairs, I'm weighed down by the dread of meeting Dr Anthon.

Reaching her office , Vicky knocks on the door, with a few seconds of waiting , Doctor Anthon calls for us to enter and once we do, I hold my breath.

Blonde pinned up hair into a bun, light blue eyes and full lips and of course enthroned on her huge leather chair is Doctor Anthon. You might think that she is some form of maleficent but no, she's a peoples person and quite good at what she does.

At first meet, one would be intimidated by her calculating eyes, yet when you stay clear and on the low like I have, one is free from being prodded about their feelings.

Vicky is another story, she, with her tanned skin, dark chocolate eyes, short brown hair and the most welcoming smile, I was grateful that she was my assigned guardian from the beginning. Ever since then we have been pretty close and we've tried to not show much signs of how close we are, as to not be separated, but I think Doctor Anthon knows already and just lets us have free reign.

" Bailey?" My mother's voice pulls me out of my thoughts.

Before I can say anything, she pulls me in for a hug and it takes me a few seconds to respond, not that I don't want to but because for just a second there, such an action felt foreign.

A sound breaks the moment , just when I was familiarizing myself with my mothers touch. My mother takes a step back from me, still remaining within arms length.

Taking our seats , she takes a hold of my hand and I let her, because she'll need something to hold onto, once the bad news have been delivered.

"Let's get to business shall we?"

Doctor Anthon leans her arms forward on the table, both her eyes, moving between me and my mom.

" Bailey, I've decided ....." Here comes the bad news.

" You can go home." Or not.

I don't know how to feel, having heard what I heard 30 minutes ago. My mom was a different story, because she looked quite happy yet relieved.

You see, my mother can't fathorm the thought of being on her own, me being admitted back at the home, always stirred up that little fear of being alone, unless she was seeing someone.

Returning back home, I'd set myself into filling that void which had her hanging on by a thread in my presence.

" Just a few more days and you are out of here." Vicky says behind me, but I'm too preoccupied to even pay attention to her.

One may be wondering about this sudden distraction, and no it's not a bird nor a plane, but a tall being with a grey beanie, which covers most of his head. Just a peek of dark hair remains and it makes me curious of what he looks like, without it.

Broad shouldered, lean with a hint of both confidence and michievious vibes, he is wearing long dark jeans, a grey hoodie with a red top peeking out a bit. He looks quite annoyed to be here and I can't blame him, this place is as quiet as a deserted city.

" Did you hear me?" Vicky says and I jerk back around to face her.

" Huh?"

" I said that I don't want to see you here again."

" I won't come back." I tell her.

" Good." She gives me a small smile before heading out.

I'm planning on not coming back and actually try to put effort in my life, rather then have people doing it for me.

Alright , now that she's gone where was I?......Oh yeah the guy.

I look out at my window again and no no, no......

Right in line with my window is him, no more is he chatting with his company but staring, back at me.

I instantly freeze for a few seconds before I take action and step aside behind the wall, right next to the window.

No, he couldn't have seen me, I mean my room curtains are quite dark and it will take an amount of concentration to actually see someone.

Out of sheer curiosity again, I peek my head to the window only to find him gone. A sigh of relief leaves past my lips. I move away from the window, walking on to my bed, with only one thought.

That was different.

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The very first chapter and I hope you have enjoyed it.