Chapter 3

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So this is it. I lost. No matter how much I fight and scream they don't listen. They grabbed a hold of me very tight and forced me onto the stretcher, where they tied me up even tighter. I'm still kicking and screaming as one of the nurses smiles down at me, a needle with something in it in her hand. She stabs me with it and the world is going blurry and I'm feeling dizzy and-

It was all a dream.

I wake up, the bright lights still in my face, white everywhere. I rub my eyes and sit up, still in the hospital room with the polka dot gown. I still don't know mom's decision. She hasn't come by since yesterday when she brought me some clothes. I can't contact her either, and if she called, the nurse would have said something.

I get changed with the clothes she brought me yesterday, then I go into the bathroom and brush my teeth with the toothbrushes and toothpaste they have there for me, brush my hair with my hairbrush mom brought me yesterday, and then I go back to my bed and I wait for my breakfast.

It's great that they give you breakfast in bed here, even if it isn't all that good. That's the only plus.

A nurse comes in with my breakfast which is scrambled eggs with two pieces of bacon and a slice of toast with butter. My stomach rumbles when she places it in front of me, and as soon as she leaves I gobble the thing down and finish it in about 10 minutes.

When the nurse comes back to clean everything up, Dr. Harris also comes into the room.

"Your mom just called." He says, a hint of sadness in his voice.

Oh no. This is it. For real. I'm never getting out of this place. A nurse will be here any minute escorting me as we speak. They'll put me back in the night-gown and show me my probably tiny room and go through all of the stupid rules and confiscate all of my things like I heard they do.

"You're going home. She's on your way to pick you up."

I'm screaming on the inside I'm so happy. I can finally go back to my normal life. Well...almost normal. Aaron won't be in it anymore, but there's nothing I can do about that. I'll just have to move on without him.

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You can practically see the tension between us. The nurse escorted me downstairs to my mother. She sees me and smiles and tries to go in for a hug but there's no way I'm taking it.

I just walk right past her, not saying a word. She tried to put me in the looney bin. She thought I was crazy and didn't even care I was safe. At least she didn't say anything. She didn't even seem upset about that. She just seemed upset with me, mad at me.

Once we're in the car I buckle my seatbelt and turn the radio up so I don't have to hear her if she tries to talk to me.

"So, you're not going to talk?" She says over the radio.

I pretend like I don't hear her so she turns the radio down. "I said, are you gonna talk?" She's getting annoyed with me, and honestly, I love it.

I don't answer and put the radio back up.

"You can't be mad at me forever!" She screams over the radio.

I turn it up even louder so it's practically blasting so that's when she presses a button and turns it off completely.

"I didn't send you there." She says bluntly.

"You were going to." I cross my arms and turn away from her. It doesn't matter if she did or not, it's the fact she was actually considering it.

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