The Self-Harmed

~Strawberries and Cherries~

 I slowly opened my eyes. My bed. My mind was clear. I smelled strawberries, and cherries. Clara and Ayelie. I quickly sat up, my head spinning. I couldn't tell if it was a side effect of the sedative, or my eating Disorder.

"Welcome to the Suicide wing," Ayelie grinned, as she sat on my desk.

"Where all your nightmares come true," Clara finished from where she leaned on the wall.

I shot out of bed, ignoring the dizziness, and pulled Ayelie into a hug. She was closest. I then quickly pulled Clara into a hug.

"Suicide wing." I nodded.

"Yeah," Clara nodded too.

"You act like it's a bad thing, you ass holes," Ayelie snorted.

"There's my bitch," I grinned and pulled her in for a hug by her neck. "What happened? The last thing I remember is getting drugged up on pills."

"Yeah, that was five days ago." Clara explained.

"Five days!" I yelled.

"Yeah, Alex saw something was up and asked to use the phone. He called your Mom, and she sent Jackson down and he got pissed when He saw us all lying around. He demanded we got put on the right pills." Ayelie added.

"What day is it?" I rubbed my head, and sat down on my bed.

"May Twentynineth." Ayelie reclaimed her place on the wall.

"That long?" I looked at them.

They both nodded.

There was a knock on the door, and we all looked. The door was pushed open. Caden marched into the room, freshly showered, and there wasn't a stain on the front of his shirt, like the last time I saw him. Which was who knows how long ago. He pulled me in for a hug.

"You okay?"

"Yeah."

He pulled back and looked at me.

"You guys good?" He looked at Ayelie and Clara.

"Yeah." Clara rubbed her neck.

"Peachy," Ayelie snorted.

I reached over and pulled on a jacket. Caden watched me but didn't say anything. It was probably hot as hell. Ayelie was in a pair of shorts and a tank top. Clara was dressed in sweats and a sweater. Yup, hot as hell.

"Were's everyone else?" I asked.

"Alex is in the food hall with Owen." Caden shoved his hands into his pocket. "It's dinner time."

"Where's Ryder?" Clara looked at him.

"Don't tell me he's dead," Ayelie held up a hand. "Don't you dare. I'll beat your ass all the way to the white room."

"He's fine." He quickly said, when He saw my face. "He's with the Doctor right now. He was the last to wake up, so they're changing his meds right now. I was told to come get you guys."

Aeylie, Clara and I joined hands and we headed to the food hall. We grabbed a tray and then headed to the table Alex and Owen had claimed.

"Charlie!" Alex grinned, pulling out a chair. "Hey!"

"Hey," I smiled.

I set down my tray and slowly sat down. I turned to him and we hugged. I high fived Owen. Ryder came into the food hall. He pulled down his sleeves and got into line.

"I'll be back." I touched Clara's arm, who had sat next to me.

As I got closer I saw dark circles under Ryder's eyes. When He spotted me he smiled, and stood taller. I hurried to him, and we hugged. He smoothed a hand over my head.

"You're okay." He whispered. "Everything's fine."

"Are you okay?" I pulled back and he grabbed a tray.

"Best as I can be."