weflytogether
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A little something
"Lisa" Lauren said immediately as I answered the phone. Her voice was quiet and cracking.
"Hey, how are you" I asked my little sister.
"Can you please come and pick me up?"
I sighed. "You know I can't"
"Why not? I wanna go home. They want me to talk about everything. And I don't wanna talk. I can't talk. I just can't"
"You have to try, Laur. You have to get better."
"But I won't. Not in here. Lisa, I'm scared."
"I know you are. But you will feel better, I promise. Just give it a try."
"Please pick me up."
"Don't ask me again. You know I can't."
"But... but you promised me you won't leave me again."
"I know. But I have to do what's best for you."
"It's not. Please keep your promise. I need to come home. You promised."
"I'm sorry."
"I hate you" she whispered.
And with that she ended the phone call.