Hey everyone! So currently I have another fan fiction in progress but I have a bit of writers block and decided to start writing this one. Hope you like it, and tell me what you think. The characters are very similar to the way they are on the show but they are a bit out of character. :D

I got the idea for this story from the movie Girl, Interrupted so if you haven't watch it yet - check it out.

I DO NOT OWN GLEE OR GIRL INTERRUPTED, I WISH I DID THOUGH..Especially Glee, cause than Brittana would be together by now :/ lol.


Brittany's POV

Some people may think that I am stupid, but the truth is that I am smarter than the majority of the students at my school. My stupidity is a mask; to hide my feelings, and to hide from the things I'd rather not face. It had all started over the summer before my freshman year of high school. My father had been going away on business trips more than usual, which caused my mother to pick up the bottle. Her excuse was that it made her feel less lonely, but I knew it was for the same reason I put on my mask - we didn't want to face the truth. I had been at the mall with my best friend at the time, Emily. We were just window shopping, seeing as neither of us had a job. We had walked by a fancy restuarant, which I can't remember the name of at the moment and there I saw my father sitting at a table holding hands with a woman that was not my mother. He hadn't seen me, so it was easy to convince myself that it was just in my imagination. I pretended that I never saw anything, and when my parents began to fight I made myself believe that things would get better.

I'm not stupid, but I guess that doesn't mean I don't make stupid choices. That's why I am here, at William McKinley's Juvenille Psychiatric Ward. I guess when you swallow a whole lot of sleeping pills it counts as attempted suicide and they have to lock you up until they feel you are no longer a threat to society or yourself. To say that I don't belong her is an understatement, but with my mother currently trying to get herself sober and my father missing in action I guess I have no choice. I haven't been diagnosed, at least not yet. I'm just another teenager who tried to off themselves. People look at the mentally insane and tried to avoid them at all costs; but me I seek them out, because they taught me the best life lessons I could ever learn.


No Ones POV

Sixteen year old Brittany Pierce sat in the back seat of a taxi cab that she had been escorted into directly from the hospital. It had been three days since she had swallowed the entire bottle of sleeping pills, and she still felt slightly sick. She leaned her head against the window, closing her eyes and counting quietly as she took deep breathes trying to distract herself from the wave of nausea.

"No stops. Just bring her directly to the facility," she heard the doctor say to the driver, and a few seconds later she felt the taxi start to move.

"So, what they got you for?" she heard the taxi driver ask. She wasn't really in the mood to talk, but she had learned from experience that most of the time when you try to ignore someone it just makes them try and talk to you even more. She lifted her head up off the window and opened her eyes to look at the young driver in the front seat.

"Huh," she asked as though she hadn't heard his question.

"You don't look like a schizo, that's for sure," he continued.

"Oh. I don't know what I'm in for," she replied back truthfully. They hadn't told her much when she woke up, just that her mother had come to visit once while she was asleep, and that she agreed to have Brittany taken to a psychiatric ward until they were both healthy again.

"You try to off yourself?" the driver asked. Brittany opened her mouth to reply, but she quickly closed it again. He had no right knowing anything about her, and the fact that he continued to ask questions made her want to jump out of the taxi at the first red light they stopped at. She had noticed however that doors were locked and figured that the driver would have to unlock them himself.

"This is like prison," she said, not realizing she had said it outloud.

"Oh believe me doll. This is nothing compared to where your going,"

Brittany's throat tightened up and the wave of nausea came over her once again. She rested her head against the window and closed her eyes, hoping that when she opened them again she would be in her fathers car or back home eating lunch with her parents. She knew it was only wishful thinking but it was worth a shot. Five minutes later they came to a stop.

"Hi there Emma," Brittany heard the taxi driver say. She opened her eyes to see that they were now stopped in front of a large white building. She stared at the building, taking it all in. There were bars on the windows, and from behind the bars she could see the faces of a number of people who looked to be teenagers just like her, staring down at the taxi with excitement. She heard the passenger door on the other side of the taxi open, and she turned to see a tall, thin, ginger haired woman smiling in at her.

"Hello, my name is Dr. Pillsbury," she told her, and Brittany bit her lip to try and hold back a laugh. "And your Brittany Pierce if I'm am correct," she continued and Brittany nodded. She still wasn't in the mood to talk, so she slid to the other side of the taxi, waiting for Dr. Pillsbury to get out of the way, and once she did she climbed out of the taxi and took a look around her. Mulitple adults in white suits stood around reading, playing games, and talking with teenagers. She didn't want to imagine never being left alone, especially when she was so used to being alone while living with her parents. She felt Dr. Pillsbury grab hold of her arm and begin to lead her to the building. She glanced around her, searching for an escape but if there wasn't a gate there was another adult in white standing to block an exit. In Brittany's mind it was exactly like prison. "Alot of the kids are very excited to meet you, we haven't had a new comer in a while. Your mother dropped of a suitcase full of your clothes and some other things she thought you might need," she heard Dr. Pillsbury say as they walked inside the building. As they walked up the stairs Brittany heard a voice coming from the door they had walked by on their way in and turned around to look and see if they were talking to her.

"That is the boys corridor," Dr. Pillsbury said and Brittany moved her gaze away from the door and back at Dr. Pillsbury. "Occasionally we allow you to talk and play sports together outside. You also have Glee Club togehter, taught by Mr. Schuester from a high school nearby," she said and Brittany noticed the smile grow larger on Dr. Pillsbury's face as she said the teachers name.

As they got to the second floor landing they rounded the corner; the screams of a young girl came from the door in front of them. Brittany heard Dr. Pillsbury sigh as she grabbed out a key and unlocked the door.

"Get your hands off of me Elton John," she heard the girl scream as they stepped through the door. She looked down both ends of the hallway until she saw a young built man, with brown hair and slightly tanned skin trying to grab hold of a tall, thin, Latina girl who was struggling against his hold.

"Is his name really Elton John?" Brittany asked as Dr. Pillsbury closed the door behind them.

"No his name is Blaine. He's a volunteer, only a few years older than you actually," she told her before making sure the door was locked and than walking towards Blaine and the Latina girl. Leaving Brittany alone at the door, and as she looked around she noticed that the entire hallway of girls had their eyes on her, as though what was going on down the hall was normal behavior.

"Calm down Santana," Dr. Pillsbury yelled and Brittany looked back down the hall ignoring the stares of the other girls. "Where did you find her?" Dr. Pillsbury asked, Brittany noticed that Santana had finally calmed down and looked down at the girl in Blaines arms to see that she was smiling at her.

"In Noah Puckermans room," he replied.

"Isolation," was all Brittany heard Dr. Pillsbury say before Santana started to struggle again and Blaine nodded towards her before pulling Santana down the hall. She smiled at Brittany once again as they walked by, and Brittany smiled back before feeling a hand on her shoulder. She turned around to see Dr. Pillsbury behind her.

"Let's show you to your room," she said pushing Brittany forward down the hallway past multiple doors with two girls on either side of the threshold staring at her suspiciously.


So again, let me know what you think. Feedback is important!