Secrets Are Always Kept

Seven

Jaylee's POV

Last night I managed to eat half of the salad, earning a compliment from nurse Johnson. It felt pretty good. She said if I kept going at this rate, then I would be out of here soon.

I can't wait to go back to my old life. But I'm really scared of the changes that are going to occur.

What if the guys don't want to talk to me anymore because I'm drug free? No, they wouldn't do that, they're better than that, I sure hope so.

I wonder how drastic my life will change. Will people give me disgraceful looks filled with disgust, or will they ignore me as usual? I really don't want to find out. I have plenty of time to think about it though.

Well, I should just think about the present for now. That reminds me, tomorrow is Halloween, and I will miss the dance, oh well, I didn't actually want to go, I feel bad for Derek though, he must be crushed, or he probably found another beautiful girl to take. She probably snuck inside my house and took my costume. They're probably going to kiss and get married and make babies and grow old together while I'm just here in this hospital, rotting away.

I need some more sleep. I cover myself up with the blankets. Today I don't feel like doing anything and I just want to lay in my bed. I close my eyes, slowing my breathing down.. until I hear a knock. I groan, why can't I get some peace for once?

I turn to my side and see my dad walk in, "Hey Jaylee, sorry to bother you but, maybe we should go to the lounge and socialize with others?"

"Dad, I'm super tired right now, maybe later," he sighs.

"Okay, but I'll be back for you." I yawn and close my eyes, shutting him out.

My whole body and mind are fully refreshed after the long rest I had. I take a look at the time. Hmm, I guess I slept the whole day. It's Friday aka, Halloween. Woohoo. You can tell how excited I am.

My pills are set next to me along with a glass of clear water. I take my pills quickly and uncover myself. I try my best to stand up. I succeed standing up, but still feel wobbly, like a toddler learning to walk when I take a few steps. I manage to get inside the restroom.

My face looks different as I look at myself in front of the mirror. I don't even know how to explain it. It's like my face seems to have a more pinkish tone to it, and I have less dark circles under my eyes. Some of my acne has gone away too. I wash my face with cleanser and finish off with some moisturizer.

Once I get on my bed, nurse Johnson walks in afterwards with her warm smile. I give her another smile in return. I have grown to be quite fond of her, she is really benevolent.

"Nurse Johnson, what's your first name?" I say, curiosity laced in my voice.

"It's Katherine, but you can call me Kathy, since we've got a relationship going on," she says.

"Tell me about yourself," I stretch my legs beneath the covers, relaxing my body.

"Well, I was born in Camarillo California and my family and I moved her to L.A. when I was seven, and I have lived here ever since. I have been happily married for two years with my husband Brad, and we have no kids yet. I am the first in my family to go to college and have a career. I have two younger brothers, one is twenty-one and one is sixteen. I'm the oldest, twenty-five years old. My parents are married, and have been for twenty-six years. There's more to it, but those are just the basics, and I also don't want to bore you," she exhales.

"That was quite a handful there," I laugh.

"Yeah, i'm a talker when it comes to telling people about myself, I sometimes feel selfish," she breathes.