Tore In Half

Chapter 2

there's a fragile history that runs in you..."

Hours later

Now that the group therapy was over.

I decided to take advantage of my hour of free time.

And check out this place on my own terms.

As I walked out of the doors. Being one of the last people out.

Slowly peeking into this room and that. Surprisingly going unnoticed.

Then again people were probably occupied doing whatever activity that was in their view.

Putting my hand above my eyes as a way for the sun to not completely take over my vision.

The heat making my current outfit irrelevant. Peering around curious to see whether or not I would notice anyone I recognize.

Realizing that is not possible. Because I don't have real friends.

Just the people I party with that push you over into the backseat when your drunk or call 911 when you lose consciousness.

I have yet to have a visit from any of them.

Then again I have only been here a few days.

Plus, I'm not under my own name so I'm sure once they figure it out.

They will burst me out of here.

At least I hoped so.

Sighing as I sat down. On one of the chairs. Noticing that I did see someone.

That guy from group earlier who was being completely uncooperative.

Which means we at least had that in common.

I looked over at him and he quickly turned away.

Obviously, he didn't know me.

Because if he did he would know I wasn't that easy to ignore.

As I started to walk over to him.

And sat down in the closest proximity to him I could get.

While I started to talk to him.

"Do you get off on it.?" I ask him.

"I get off on plenty you're going to have to be more specific." He says looking up at me.

"Being an ass." "It seems like you really enjoy it and see no sense in being here."

"So why don't you just leave.?" I ask him curious.

"I'm not being anything." "This is who I am." "And honestly you act like you're a celebrity because of who your parents are."

"But the reality is you're a train wreck who needs to get over themselves." He said.

Shaking his head at me as I dumped the drink he had beside him on his shirt.

And walked away.

Back inside the building.

Feeling a hand on my shoulder as I turned around feeling satisfied with myself.

"Eric." I said wrapping my arms around him.

"Hey S." "I've missed you." He said.

While he slipped a small bag into my pocket.

And we began to walk and talk heading back to my room.

Author's Note: Your thoughts on this chapter and the story so far?

See you next chapter :}