Riley's POV:
I crawl into the corner of the off-white concrete wall with my back leaning against it. Just thinking. I haven't spoken over 10 words in the last 2 days that I've been in here. There's been no reason too. No one visits, no one knows where I am. I don't know where I am. All I knew was that I was going crazy. My head is pounding constantly. The bright lights are leaving me uneasy. Make it all stop. They wonder why patients go crazy in movies? This is why. My hair is a nappy mess, dirty and disgusting, so much so, I lost my curls and now it's straight. That's how you KNOW it's dirty. 2 days have felt like 2 months. I hear footsteps outside the heavy metal door. Lunch. The hospital food I was given while in a normal room was decent. The food in here tastes like shit. Actual shit. A man in white scrubs opens the little slot that you pass food through. He purposely pushes it farther, causing my food to fall all over the floor. I look at him.
𝚂𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚟:
𝙸 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚝. 𝚆𝚊𝚝𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚝 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚛. 𝙸 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔. 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝? 𝙸𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚎. 𝙹𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚢𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚒 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚋𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚝𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 "𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚘𝚞𝚝, 𝚘𝚞𝚝" 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚝. 𝙸𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚜. 𝙸 𝚠𝚘𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖. 𝚆𝚑𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚜. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚒 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚍, 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚖𝚎. 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚢 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕. 𝙸𝚟𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚝 𝚜𝚘 𝚟𝚞𝚗𝚛𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗𝚝 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔. 𝙼𝚢 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔 𝚏𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚙𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜. 𝙰𝚕𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚊 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚎𝚢𝚎. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚔𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚕𝚎. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐, 𝚗𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚏𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜. 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚎. 𝙸 𝚐𝚞𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢, 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚍, 𝚒 𝚑𝚘𝚙𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚘𝚗...
Riley's POV:
I need. To get. Out of here. Now. I'm going insane. I stand up and go over to see what's there. Bread. Well, gotta have something. I bit into the rock hard loaf of bread, and consumed it. then there was pudding. I didn't bother to open that. I'm not fucking stupid. I was so tired. Hungry. I sat on the dirty, rock hard twin mattress and just stared at the wall. When the door opened. I looked up and saw a lady in a blazer and dress pants. She practically clinged onto her clipboard. Obviously scared of me.
???: uh, Riley? Hi, I'm a social worker. My names Maria.
She looked like a bitch.
Maria: I'm here to help you.
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