(Lara's POV)
I finally found Poppy in the pitch black, she kept taking deep breathes, each time filling her lungs with more and more water. She kept fighting against me, pushing me away until she swallowed too much water and her body became like a dead weight. I curled one arm around her waist and fought against the water. I pushed her out of the water and onto the bank of the river. Then I pulled myself out and got her away from the edge.
She wasn't breathing, I did CPR and mouth to mouth until she spluttered. I rolled her onto her side and she coughed more water. I phoned an ambulance and she knew I had. She was freezing and had little strength but she fought against me trying to get back to the water. I shivered as I heard the ambulance approach us.
Poppy was a lot easier to handle at the hospital, although she still refused to get changed into a gown. I went into the relatives room, to speak to her relatives. I was surprised to find two women, one with straight brown hair and the other with pale caramel curls. They both stood up as I entered.
"Rachel Mason?" I asked and the one with the brown hair spoke
"How's Poppy?" She asked
"She's under a mild sedation that's keeping her calm for the moment. I'm Dr Stone, I was Poppy's psychiatrist when she was admitted to the hospital."
"What's wrong with her?" Rachel asked
"She had a psychotic episode. Relapses don't just happen, they get triggered. Is there anything you can think of that might have triggered this?" I asked
"She got split up from her sister, New school, New home and she got attacked, she didn't want to talk about it..."
"I'm going to have Poppy re-admitted, I feel at this point it's the best course of treatment"
"Well can we see her first?" Rachel asked
(Poppy's POV)
Rachel and Kim came in with Dr Stone, giving me that look of pity. Lara had sedated me and seized her opportunity to put me in a hospital gown, my arms had been bandaged to hide the shame I'd caused myself. I laid there staring at the ceiling pretending I couldn't see any of them. I hated them all.
"Poppy?" Rachel said "How are you feeling?"
I looked at her but didn't answer and then my glance drifted to her. I pulled myself up and sat there staring at her, she was stood a little too close for my liking...Lara was stood fairly close too and she was watching me with intense concentration, waiting for me to snap.
"Where's Emily?" I asked Kim tilting my head to the side, a wicked smirk on my face
"She's at home..." Kim answered
The smirk disappeared from my face instantly. Her home? That wasn't her home! Her home was with me!
"You did this didn't you?" I asked calmly
"Did what?" She asked
"Don't play stupid..."
"I don't know what you're talking about" Kim said
I lunged forward for her, filled with anger. "YOU ARE THE ONE HAVING ME LOCKED UP SO YOU CAN HAVE EM!"
Lara put her arm across my front pushing me back down. But I struggled and thrashed against her grip. She hit the red button on the wall as I fought harder against the force trying to pin me down.
"SO YOU CAN PLAY HAPPY FAMILIES WITH MY FAMILY! SHE'S MINE!" I screamed
"That's not what I'm doing" she said in her own defence
"BULLSHIT! I'M NOT CRAZY! AND I'M NOT GOING BACK THERE BECAUSE I DON'T BELONG THERE!" I screamed
Sam came in and took over pinning me down while, Lara filled a syringe. I knew what was in it and it wasn't happening again! I thrashed harder, trying to slip out of her grasp. Kim and Rachel were asked to wait outside.
Lara held my arm and stabbed the syringe in my arm, I fought for a few more seconds until it kicked in and my body and mind relaxed. Lara and Sam both lowered me back gently and my eyes drooped closed as a warm, fuzzy feeling spread over my mind.
(Lara's POV)
I advised Rachel that it was a good idea to let Poppy settle into the ward before visiting her. When Poppy came round she was groggy but conscious...A little zombie like which was a good thing it would be easier to get her to the ward.