Oh my, this took a long time, didn't it? My bad, I've been so caught up in school, this story went to the back of my mind. Now that school is ending soon, I'm sure I'll be able to post more chapter sooner. I hope. Anyway. enjoy the new chapter! Thanks you guys!

November 27

7:04pm

A quick list on today's crazy outcomes? Hm, let's take a look:

The meeting this morning was about love, for some awkward reason. I could tell by all the muffled sniffling sounds behind me, that the cause of their depression or craziness was because of love. How dumb - in my opinion. You don't need love to be happy... Right?

There was a fight breaking out at breakfast between two girls. They were fighting over food, I think. But, everyone around them stayed completely calm; acting as if it happens all the time.

Dr. Grant wasn't in today, so I've been directed by bitchy doctors, always thinking they're such great people for abusing disabled people.

I had to use the bathroom real bad, and the doctors got all nervous that I was gonna kill myself, so they stood outside the bathroom door with their foot in between the door, keeping it OPEN. Ugh, it was so awkward. The doctor kept snarling every ten seconds, "ARE YA DONE YET?" while I kept saying with the same annoyed voice, "NO, MA'AM. BE PATIENT."

Dawn got called out of our room in a hurry, and came back crying. I had to comfort her for awhile while she mumbled things to me. I couldn't exactly understand what she was saying, but I just nodded and patted her back for a bit till she fell asleep - annoyingly in my arms.

After all that weird but not-so-surprising stuff, I took a moment to think for a minute.

I knew Ash was gonna be my little "helper" (Though he's not little anymore, he's dominantly twice my size). And considering there's an actual nice human being in this place, there's no doubt that there was gonna be a doctor in the room with us, just to make sure that we're not doing anything else. And contributing to the fact that we're old friends, they're not gonna like it.

So why bother telling them?

My plan was to not tell them from the beginning. I had noticed the sudden nervousness on Grant's face when Ash told him that we knew each other. Maybe there's a strict rule about mutuals...? Well, I don't intend to find out.

I laid down for awhile, still thinking before a doctor came into my room and thoughtlessly through a paper towards me.

How rude, I thought.

It swayed, gliding against the air. Slowly, it reached to the floor.

I looked up at the doctor and stared for a bit. How rude. I wasn't going to pick it up.

The doctor rolled her eyes and picked it up, annoyed already.

"Wow," I thought, "usually they'd keep their cool for a bit longer."

I grabbed it from her hand and read it carefully.

"It's a schedule," She said, "the time when you see your mentor."

I skimmed through it. The schedule still fit my meetings with the weekend breakaway program, so I was completely fine with that. Though I had to skip 20 minutes of lunch, I'd rather eat quickly than stay there watching other people stuff food down their throat, and perhaps throw it up.

"Alright." I responded, noticing her eyes glaring at me as I read.

Feeling uncomfortable, my natural instinct was to look up.

"Problem?" I smirked sarcastically, looking as she snarled. Oh gosh, how I loved to annoy the crap out of these doctors.

The doctor grabbed her walkie-talkie and spoke into it with a low tone.

"Patient 149 isn't cooperating with my instructions-"

"Wait, what?"

"-Please help me, I've even tried force."

Crap, maybe I took it too far this time, I thought to myself.

It took my moment of shock to realize that it was the same doctor that I saw the first day I became trapped here. The one that handed me a paper with the "annoying-little brat" look? Yeah, that lady.

And apparently, I'm not cooperating? She didn't even tell me to do anything.

Well, I expected one of the doctors would get me back for being a smart-ass. I've been just as mean to them then they have with me.

But hey, that's me.

A few minutes later, two security-looking ladies - one with a tight bun, obviously a Russian, and the other with the biggest leg muscles I've ever seen - and grabbed me. By that time, Dawn awoke and watched as I was pulled out of the room. She had the most terrified expression on her face as I was pulled out. That made me a bit uneasy of what they were gonna do to me - considering that they were practically shoving me out of the comfort of my own cell (more unnecessary sarcasm), they obviously weren't gonna give me "The Best Prisoner" award.

We finally made it to a big metal door. I started to squirm a little as they unlocked the door and opened it, watching it's cold breath seeped out of the room at my feet. I felt a chill go up my spine as I realized...

...It's a freezer...?

No, I HATED the cold. I can't go in there. Struggling, I trembled a bit, feeling my feet glide against the floor as the two woman pushed me inside.

... Time to embarrass myself.

"Al-Alright..! I'm sorry! Please, don't put me in there!"

The doctor shook her head.

"Reap what you so."

I trembled again, but this time, I gave up, letting them push me into the cold chamber.

The frozen chamber engulfed me in cold, brisk air and tickled at my skin as the door shut, sealing any warm air outside of the door.

The coldness crept it's way into my bones almost immediately. It brushed against my skin, forming goosebumps on my arms down to my legs. My arms immediately folded in front of me. My knees began to hit each other as I trembled, making my way to the floor.

'What does this do? Help? Make us feel better? Make us feel important?'

The cold began to seep deeper into my body, slowly twisting and pulling my insides. I shivered aggressively; non-stop. This was worse than normally cold winters. This was a freezer, and I was stuck in it, probably forever.

About 10-15 minutes had passed, and I was getting ready to scream for help, wondering if anyone could hear me. Each minute seemed like an hour. Each second felt like a minute. As I froze, so did the time.

And so did my hope that someone would help me.

Another few minutes had passed, and the sound of the door being unlocked opened my eyes as my body began to move slowly. It was another doctor. Not Grant, nor the ass of a lady; it was nearly a doctor I've never really seen around my part of the hospital.

"What did you do to get in here?" His voice had no emotion to it.

"I... Do-Don't know..."

"How do you not know? How long of you been in here, anyway?"

"Like, 20... Mi-Minutes..."

My voice was hardly there anymore... The cold corrupted my throat, and the doctor could tell by just my voice that I had been in there awhile.

"Patients who aren't listening are only put in here for 10 minutes." He quickly walked up to me lying on the floor and pulled me up slowly. Sighing, he rushed me out of that freezer and back to my room.

"Th...Thank you..."

"You're lucky I found you." He said bluntly, writing some things on his notepad, "Who put you in there?"

"...Some l-lady."

"That isn't helping."

"Well neither is the fact that…" I paused for a breath. It was hard to breathe. "...she never told me her na-name…"

The doctor was simultaneously dotting notes on his clipboard. He had a scruffy, lightly-sculpted face with thick, brown hair tamed by gel. Easily labeled as a smoker because of the scent of tobacco that stained into his long-sleeve nurses scrubs. The man seemed very mute. He said his words very bluntly and quick, like he was forcing them out. His conversation with me was very unwanted. I wonder why he chose a job of working here.

He walked out without saying a word, leaving me there alone in my room. I was quite fine with it, or course. The conversation was making me really uncomfortable anyway. The only odd thing about his departure was the odd silence that continued as I settled in my room. Dawn wasn't there. It was oddly silent.

December 18

5:04pm

For the next few weeks, Grant proceeded to be absent from our part of the hospital. Although it made me nervous to think that he wasn't present, but I kept thinking about Ash. My new mentor. The only one I actually had a connection with (Besides Dawn, whom I've only known for about 5 months now). I had to meet up with him every Monday.

***ONE THING HE SAYS EVERY TIME I WALK IN***

"Welcome to jackass."

Although he was still an idiot, he was an

amazing mentor.

It had been one particular evening that I had to see him that really changed things for the both of us. It had been a week before Christmas. Everything was cold in that hospital, though their weak heaters warmed us enough to survive. Ash had greeted me with a happy "Welcome to jackass." and given me a warm hug that made me feel like I were in the summer heat. He had mentioned a few things about the Weekend Breakaway program that I had been attending for some time now. Ash said they were impressed with my progress in the program.

"Really?"

"Really." He responded with a wide smile, "You're done with me."

His personality paused for a second. He took out a piece of paper and passed it towards me.

"What…?"

"They don't want me mentoring you anymore."

"Why?"

"They just don't, Misty."

The words fell to the floor and sunk into the carpet beneath us. He was dead serious. Being his friend since we were 10 made me figure out truth from lies. This was no lie. His face was downcast, and his voice was low and soft. His bright eyes flickered in that moment, then died when it became silent. He definitely wasn't lying or joking.

"They feel you're taking advantage of me."
"What do they know about us knowing each other?"

"I'm sure they don't know…" He whispered lowly, "...Besides, my extra credit is done…"

"You can't stay here with me….?!"

"No, Misty. I'm sorry."

I was praying he was joking somehow. Maybe he could hide it well? Maybe he was just trying to play a sick prank? Whatever he was trying to do, I hoped it wasn't true. He had left the meeting room shortly after.

He's gone. He's not coming back. No. No…!

I was praying - somehow, just somehow - Grant would come back. Though my thoughts were on Ash, I had a strong feeling he wasn't coming back.

…Like always…