After the session, which consisted of throwing one book, two chairs, and a lampshade, I stomp to the lounge room fuming.
How dare he ask me about Leo and Jason! He's just reopening those scars, and he knows it.
I come in and sit on a green couch.
Hazel looks at me.
"Hard session?" she then covers her mouth with the back of her hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry!"
I smile at her and grab my notebook.
'It's fine. If anything HE was prying.'
"I have Dr. D too. He prys first, then tries to be your friend."
I snort.
'Yeah RIGHT. Friends, with him?'
"I said tries." she smiles, closing her book.
We talk a little bit more before she goes to her session.
I wave good luck and go to Thalia's room.
I knock on her door.
No sound.
Must be at her session.
I walk over to the desk lady.
"Yes Sugar Pie?" she asks.
'1. Don't call me that 2. Where is Thalia?'
"Group session. Shouldn't you be attending Sweet Heart?"
I glare at the name but walk over to Group Sessions.
I walk in quietly and sit next to Thalia.
"You're late."
My notebook is already closed and my hand is cramped, so I just speak. "I forgot."
She smirks.
Dr. D walks in and sits in a chair next to mine.
I glare at him.
"Let's start at the beginning. Tell us why you're here…" he pretends to skim the people before his eyes land on me. "Piper."
I take out my notebook and Thalia looks sad I don't use my voice.
'I had friends that people said were fake. They weren't because Leo would tie peoples shoelaces together'I smile at the memory. 'One day they disappeared. My father signed me into a mental home before I could say I'm not crazy. But I refuse to talk to him. I hope my friends will come back.'
I show them and Thalia grins.
"Leo sounds interesting. I would love to hit the back of his head."
I smile at her.
"What did they look like?" Dr. D asks.
'Sir Dumb, this is a group session, not a single session. Continue on.'
"I'm just curious, as I think everyone else is."
Some nod and I sigh.
My hand cramping again I put my notebook down and open my mouth.
"Jason… Jason was amazing. He looked like a blond Superman. With close cropped blond hair, beautiful blue eyes, and a chiseled form. He would always be there, even if Leo wasn't. Leo was like a latino elf. He had slightly pointed ears, a jokester grin, curly brown hair, dark skin, and he was lanky. He would build little machines while we talked out of stuff in my room and give them to me. Once he won me the science fair. Of course I signed under his name…" I realize I'm rambling and people are gaping that the non talking girl just spoke, so I shut my mouth and look down so my bangs cover half of my eyes.
He smiles at me and I scowl at him. "Let's continue…" he says, clearing his throat.
For the next hour we all said why were here and our dreams. I said mine was to get out of here and find Jason and Leo.
Thalia's was to get out of this godforsaken room so she can go sing Green Day with me.
I smile at that and he sighs.
"Fine. Group session ended."
We all sprint out before he could get the second word out.
Thalia drags me to her room.
I laugh and throw myself on her bed, laying down with my head off the side.
Thalia's face upside down smiles. "Your face is turning red."
I smile. "Like I care."
I missed your voice. Why don't you talk a lot?"
"I'm an outcast. My mother left me when I was two, my father ignored me for a bit, Leo and Jason came. They turned into my only friends. I just stopped talking except for with them. And you." I add. Thalia is now my best friend. When Leo and Jason come back, they're going to have some competition.
"Can you draw them for me?" She asks. "I mean, you are good. And only if you want."
I consider this before getting up.
"Okay." I grab my notebook and draw as she blast Green Day. I mouth the words as I draw, her singing them at the top of her lungs.
"Done." I say after two hours.
I show her the first one, a large close up of Leo. I got every detail I could.
"Woah, you ARE good. That looks like a real person!" she gawks. "I still want to hit him."
I laugh and flip the page to see Jason. Tears prick my eyes, but I blink them away.
She smiles. "Must of been special if you remember them enough to write them like this."
"They where. ARE." I correct myself.
She smile and turns the music up, shaking the ground.
Then it ends. We listened to all the CD.
"What's next?"
"I've got Yours Truly by Ariana Grande, from Hazel, Hello My Name Is… by Bridgit Mendler, from Reyna, and Stars Dance by Selena Gomez. Oh wait, and Pulses by Karmin." she says.
"Doesn't matter to me." I say.
She pops Stars Dance in and turns it to Champion.
We just sing and talk for a while until dinner bell rings.
She sighs and turns the music off.
"We need new music. I need to get my supervisor and boyfriend to get some for me." she says.
"Who's your boyfriend?"
"Nico. His sister visits once a week to bring us stuff. You forgot your notebook."
I look and shrug. "I'll just talk to you."
She grins and we walk in.
Sitting next to our friends we see Katie and Travis in an argument.
"I NEVER did that!" Katie said.
"Yes you did!"
"Whoa, what, who, where?" Thalia demands.
"Katie, kissed me first, at the strawberry fields." Travis grins.
"You kissed me first!" She said.
"The prank doesn't count!" he corrects.
She groans in frustration.
I grab my Ipod from my pocket and hand Thalia an earbud. One of our ears streams Green Day while the other ones listen to them bicker.
Just get over it, it doesn't matter!" Thalia snaps.
"Fine." the couple groans, sitting back in their seats.
A supervisor comes up to us and looks at me.
"Piper, we need you for something. It's your father."
Most kids would jump up with questions, making sure there parent is alright. I, am not 'most' kids.
I sigh and put my head on the table for a few seconds before forcing my legs to move up slowly.
"What did the old man do now?" I ask her.
She seems shocked I don't have my notebook, but continues.
"He got in a car accident. Your suppose to go to the ER."
"He'll be fine. I don't care anyways." I say and sit down again, putting my head on the table and covering the holes with my arms.
She must look at me in amazement when she gasps. "But he's your father."
"He never cared what happened to me. He looked relieved to have me in a mental home. Why should I care he's in the ER?" I ask, muffled from my new red sweater.
I hear her sigh. "Have to do this the hard way."
Two people grab my arms and walk me through the doors.
"BYE THALS!" I scream as I leave, her face in a mixture of contorting in confusion, anger, and annoyance.
"BYE PIPES!" she screams back.
I laugh as they put me in the back seat of a van and strap me like I'm the number one criminal in America.
They drive in silence while I hum Green Day.
They stop with a slight jerk and slam the doors shut behind them. I'm stuck in a smoldering hot van for five minutes before they open the doors, letting the cooler air in.
I grin at them. "Hello boys, let me out?"
They unstrap me and as I walk down the halls they watch me like I'm a bomb.
People stare at me and I glare at them.
"I'm a mental patient, so what?" I scream at a pair of nurses as they whispered and pointed at me, laughing.
They scurry off and I grin.
"You guys are like bodyguards." I say, poking one of their biceps.
They only grunt.
"Ha, just like the movies." I snort and walk to where she said my dad was.
I open it to see him on a bed, completely fine. A broken arm and a cut along his forehead, but fine. Then why am I here?
"Piper!" he says.
I don't talk, just glare.
"Happy late birthday." He groans, pointing to a small box on the bedside table.
That's right, he put me in a mental home ON. MY. BIRTHDAY.
Love you too!
I don't take the box, just glare at him.
He groans and take the box, turns to me, and puts it in my hand.
I don't move my fingers to grip the box or anything, just leave my hand limp as it quietly slips through my fingers.
It falls on the ground with a sickening crash.
Must've been expensive.
He only sighs.
"I'm sorry." he says.
I just stomp out of the room, my guards quickly behind.
I go into the van and slam my door, putting the restraints on myself, which was difficult. How dare he try and say sorry, after putting me in a mental home! That's like saying, YAY, you're sixteen, now get locked up for the next five years of your life. Then says 'SORRY?'. Sorry doesn't cut it! He basically called me a loony bin and shoved me away. Sure I got friends and slowly start talking again, but this is ridiculous considering they're all mental like me!
I sit fuming in anger as they drive me back to the nut house.
When they let me out I stomp to Thalia's room.
"You were gone forever, lights out in five." she says.
"My dad is so annoying."
Then I tell her as much as I can in five minutes.
"ON YOUR BIRTHDAY?" She shrieks.
"On my birthday." I confirm.
"Sick!" she says, wrinkling her nose.
"LIGHTS OUT CHERRIES!" Aphrodite screams.
"WE ARE NOT FRUIT!" Thalia and I scream in usion, as if rehearsed.
I laugh with her and say goodbye before going back to my room.
I fall asleep with one question in my mind.
Where are my best friends?
Hello my Lovelies!
How was that?
GOOD ENOUGH?
Review!
Pieces and Peaches
-Gray
