"All around me white nothing but white for three years. They don't believe me. They think I'm crazy that I thought it all up in my mind. That I did it for attention." Sarah gave an eat shit and die look towards the two-way mirror.
Above the mirror a green light came on, the intercom. It allowed anyone to hear.
"Do you think that you are "crazy" Sarah?"
She turned those hazel eyes back to the woman wthe the dull brown pageboy hair and reading glasses perched on the bridge of her pointed nose. The Ann Taylor business suit made her looked like she should have been in a courtroom not helping the mentally ill.
"I don't know. You're the one with the degree." Sarah looked towards the window where a plump little sparrow sat free and stared back.
Dr.Tollin looked down at her yellow note pad and scribbled more of Sarah's remarks.
What does she know? Her writing down my every word to find the key to my craziness, I am just another manila folder. She is just like them, but worst she has the power to keep me here. I wish I could tear up the dumb note pad.
"Sarah, why do you do this?" Dr. Tollin made eye contact and straightened out her polka-dotted reading glasseat hat hid her lackluster honey brown eyes.
She glared at the mirror, "They hate me don't they. That's why I have to stay here."
"Who, Sarah, who hates you?"
The 17 year old, focused back on her therapist, "My father and step-mother," Sarah's eyes looked pass the mirror seeing the people inside, "especially her."
"Is that why you told the lies Sarah, to get back at her?" Dr.Tollin leaned forward in the sinking brown leather chair.
"I could care less if I hurt her or make her happy. I don't care about her."
Sarah hated coming to her therapy sessions. Dr. Tollin's office always smelled stale, musty and vanilla scented candles trying to cover it. To the young girl it made the smell worst. Not only did the stench make Sarah want to turn and run the other way, but the decoration was disgusting as well. All the walls were beige, not a once of color and wood everywhere, her desk, the floor, even the coasters.
"What of your father?"
She repeated the question in her mind, what of my father. What about him; besides he married that bitch and ruined my life by listening to her; then on top of that he got her pregnant with that twerp Toby.
Sarah felt no hatred for Toby surprisingly, but right now, he was as bad as her parents are.
"My father… he's my father what can I say." Besides that, he never really wanted me.
"You feel nothing for your father; sad, happy or mad?"
Sarah shook her head.
"Do you love your father?"
Love him, do I love my father? Sarah looked over to the two-way mirror she knew what Karen was probably saying about her.
Damn intercom.
Sarah slowly approached the mirror; I wish my mom were on the other side.
The anger built up inside her, "I hate you. I hate you!" her small fists pounded on the glass.
"Sarah sit down. Sarah!" Dr.Tollin motioned for the muscled men to stop Sarah from breaking the mirror.
The young girl felt a strong hold around her waist and lifted into the air, and brought out of the room. When they set her down, Sarah's parents were standing in the hallway.
"Oh Sarah please don't hate us." her father's eyes were fill with tears ready to be unleashed.
"I told you she was dangerous Richard. Good thing we got her away from Toby." Karen took hold of her father's arm.
Sarah could not let that disgusting excuse of a human being talk about her like that and get way. She stormed up to her stepmother, "I hate you and I don't ever want to see you again."
Karen looked Sarah right in the eye, "You are just like that crazy slut. No wonder your father left her and you."
Sarah's hand met with Karen's face, "My mother is twice the mother you will ever be and don't be surprised when Toby will want to leave you."
One of the men grabbed Sarah's arm, but she pulled out of their grasp, "Don't touch me." She walked back to her room.
Sarah sat in the middle of her bed and yet again surrounded by white. "He did this to get back at me. I know it and he's probably laughing about it; rolling on the floor holding his sides from the laughter."
In the morning Sarah was awaken by the same yelling and knocking. The girl had no windows in the place she called home for three years. Just being in Shady Meadows Mental Hospital, made her wish she had one to jump out of and end it all.
"Good morning Sarah. Did you have a good night?" Ms. Kathy was the RN of the Myers Wing.
"I have been better." Sarah turned away from Ms. Kathy's smiling face. She was a morning person and she always pulled her chestnut hair back into a braid, it reached to the middle of her back.
"Oh Sarah, it will get better don't worry." Kathy as they called her was seeing a guy that was an ex-basket ball player, with box style hair, great smile, and a sun kissed tan; everything opposite to Sarah's taste.
"So, how is Dan?"
Kathy finished taking Sarah's blood pressure, "We broke up last night. He was cheating on me with some 18 year old college freshmen."
"Oh Kathy, I'm sorry." Sarah was kind only to the RN because tre treat Sarah as if she was not crazy.
"I came home last night after my shift and there they were on our bed that my parents gave us. He told me it was over and that we should see other people."
"That line is over used."
Ms. Kathy gave the girl a weak smile, "I heard about the scene you had in Dr. Tollin's office yesterday. What happen?"
"My stepmother came and told me I was a crazy slut like my mother. Then I slapped her across her dumb face."
The nurse's mouth hung open.
"I think that was my first big step to recovery." Sarah smiled.
At 3:00, Sarah went down to Dr. Tollin's office for her therapy session. She walked into the colorless room.
"Sarah, please don't be mad just listen. I need to talk to you." Her father, Richard was standing where Dr.Tollin should have.
Being surprised from his coming, Sarah went to defense mode, "About how you don't give a shit about me and that's why I have been locup hup here for three years?"
"Sarah please," her father shifted his weight he always did that when he was nervous. His face had become older since Sarah remembered the wrinkles around his brown eyes stood out more and his was hair fading. "Sweetheart, I'm sorry to tell you this, but we can't keep paying for your treatment here. See Toby he's starting school soon and…"
"Get the hell away from me! Get out!"
Behind them the door opened, "Sarah, Mr. Williams?"
"I'm sorry, I should not have come, but I needed to talk to Sarah."
Sarah glared at the man who she once thought as her father, "I wish that it was you who left not mom."
"You need to leave Mr. Williams." Dr.Tollin took his arm and leaded him out of the office.
"I'm so sorry; I didn't know that he would come in here."
The young girl was shaking from the confrontation and being caught off guard.
The therapist helped Sarah into her leather chair, "Now today I want to talk about something that we have only touched base on. Can you do that for me today?"
"What is it?" her voice came out like a small child's would after a terrifying moment.
"I want us to talk about your story you told your father and stepmother that night."
Sarah let out her breath in a great sigh, "You want me to tell you it?"
"Yes."
The girl actually wanted to tell Dr.Tollin her side of it perhaps this would help her in some way. While she told her tale, the therapist wrote and wrote about what Sarah had said. When she finished, Sarah felt butterflies in her stomach and regretted ever opening her mouth.
"When did your mother leave you?"
Sarah shifted in her chair not liking where this was going. "I thought this was about my brother being kidnapped?"
"Sarah, how old were you when this happened?"
"I was 15."
"I think I might know why you told that lie to your stepmother and father."
Lie, she thinks I thought it up. "Oh, really mind sharing with the rest of the class."
She ignored Sarah sarcasm, "Your mother left, then your father abandoned you by marrying Karen then they had Toby, your stepbrother."
"Thanks for the recap. Do you have a point besides pointing out how crappy my life has been?"
"Sarah you needed love so you thought up this male character, someone who would love you just as you are."
"No, you don't get it this really happened I went to a Labyrinth. I…"
Dr.Tollin cut Sarah's sentence short, "The reason why you had him kidnap your stepbrother was you wanted someone to be on your side. Everyone was against you, but the man who loved you would not." She looked at Sarah seeing if she solved the young girl's craziness.
The doctor's reasoning was very convincing; maybe I did make it up. I did hate them all after Toby was born and they shunned me from their lives, but did I hate them that much to cause this? I have been in here because I was trying to get them back…. I really am crazy or sick...
Dr.Tollin stared at Sarah, she had a glassy look across her face, "Sarah are you okay?"
She locked eyes on the floor, "I am crazy." her voice came out horsed, "May I go now?"
"I think we should talk more."
Sarah started for the door, "I need to be alone." She stepped out.
Her therapist called out to Sarah, "You are not crazy. You just wanted to be loved and you couldn't find so you made it up."
Sarah Williams walked down the long green tiled hallway doors on either side, but down the stairs by the lounge was a door out. She avoided the lounge where all the crazy people were yelling, rocking, pacing, or be dead silent. Being around crazies after she just found out that she just might be one of them was something to overwhelming for Sarah.
She slammed against the pushing metal door handle, which lead to the out side sitting area. The sky was a treating grey and it smelled of rain. The outside back lawn was where the not so crazy people went to get away. Sarah came here every time she had a stressful session. It was filled with benches and statues all around like in a Greek garden.
Sarah stood looking around; everything was spinning and all around her. Needing to sit before her cafeteria food came up, Sarah found a stone bench next to a statue of a man throwing a discs, sat down and cried. Her lungs stung and she had no morers trs to shed. Now it was just short gasps for air and yelling. She cradled her body, "I want to go home."
Above Sarah, a barn owl sat watching.
A/N: No Sarah is not crazy and no the male character…. cough…. Jareth is not going to be the hero who saves her from the harsh aboveground world. He is there to make sure it becomes worst or maybe not…. Review tell me what you think or what you see happening. Thx. Sorry about having to repost my whole story, but thought it was a little dirty so i have to tone down the smut it will be all here in a few days! Please keep reading, as I will keep writing! Review! thx