Its been 3 days since I tried to kill myself and was admitted into the hospital. I hate this place, its cold, boring, all the lights are way to bright, and to top it all off every night after my brothers leave or in the early morning Carter's dad pays me a visit and gives me my daily beating or 'punishment' as he calls it. In the past 3 days I've probably at the most gotten 8 hours of sleep, I don't dare to sleep at night when I'm alone, and I don't want to sleep when my brothers are here because then I miss the time I could be spending with them. I'm really sore right now, between my broken arm and cut up one and then where Carter's dad has punched, kicked, or hit me. My nurse came in about 20 minutes ago so my pain meds should be kicking in soon, I wish they would hurry up. Its 8 o'clock now and my brothers should be here any minute now, I was excited to see them until my nurse told me this morning that today is my psyche evaluation day. I don't even understand why I have to have one, so what if I tried to kill myself, nobody else deserves to know why I did it the only person who needs to know is me.

"Hey baby girl." Soda says coming into the room.

I smile brightly at him. Pony comes in after him and they both take a seat on either side of the bed.

"Where's Darry?" I ask.

"He's talking with your doctor to see what time your psyche examine is at." Pony says.

"Do I have to have one?" I whine.

"Yes, Sky you do. This is very important, we need to know if you're stable enough to come home." Soda says seriously.

"I'm perfectly stable." I deadpan.

"Sky, you tried to kill yourself. I think that is the furthest thing from stable." Soda says.

"If you guys are just going to argue about this with me, then I'm done talking." I say angrily.

"Fine Sky. How was your night? Did you get any sleep at all?" Pony asks.

I shake my head no at him. Pony and Soda both let out a huff in frustration, I hate making them feel like this. But, its all for the best. The door opens and Darry walks in.

"Sweetie, how did you sleep last night?" he asks sitting on the edge of my bed.

"I didn't." I say.

"I'm sorry baby." he sighs.

"Don't be." I say.

"Darry when's her examination?" Pony asks.

"At 1 o'clock in the psyche ward." he says.

"Do I have to go superman?" I pout.

"You already know the answer Sky." Soda says.

"Ugh!" I shout in annoyance.

"Sky have you been given your pain meds yet today?" Soda asks.

"Yeah, the nurse came in and gave me them 20 minutes before you guys showed up." I tell him.

"Have you had breakfast yet?" Soda asks.

"No. I'm not hungry." I pout.

"You have to eat something baby girl. We almost lost you because you tried to kill yourself, we don't want to loose you because you won't eat anything. Please eat something, for us." Soda says.

I shake my head at him. Ignoring my protest Pony gets up and goes to the café to get me some breakfast. He comes back 15 minutes later with a tray with pancakes, toast, bacon, and a carton of chocolate milk. Darry moves the table in front of me and Pony sets the tray on it. I just stare at the food refusing to touch it. Just looking at it makes me feel sick.

"Sky..." Darry threatens.

"I don't want it." I pout.

"You need to eat half of it at least." he says in a fatherly tone.

"I'll eat 1 pancake and nothing more." I say firmly standing my ground.

"Sky you're going to eat half of it." he says also standing his ground.

"No." I say glaring at him. His face turns bright red, now I've really done it. He's fuming with anger.

"Baby girl please eat it, we're just trying to do what's best for you. The more you eat, the quicker you can get out of this place and come home." Soda says cutting in trying to defuse the situation between me and Darry.

"Fine, but I'm only doing it because I want to get out of this hell hole." I spit.

I pour some syrup over the pancakes and bacon, Pony gives me a disgusted look when he sees me pouring it on the bacon.

"What's that look for?" I ask.

"That's so gross. How can you put syrup on bacon?" he asks still disgusted.

"How can you not put syrup on your bacon?" I counter.

He just shakes his head at me. I go back to eating my food unwillingly. When I have drank all of the chocolate milk and have eaten half of everything else on the tray, I turn my head and look at Darry pleadingly.

"You did good Sky, you don't have to eat anymore unless you want to." he says wrapping me in his arms. I tightly hug him back.

I look up at the clock and see that its already 12:30, meaning that my psyche evaluation is in half an hour.

"Sky we brought you a pair of sweats, slippers, and one of your tank tops thinking that you would be more comfortable dressed in these clothes instead of the itchy hospital gown." Soda says.

"Thank the lord, I've been dying to get out of this thing. Why do they make people wear these things, don't they know how uncomfortable they are?" I say happily.

They all chuckle at my outburst about the hospital gowns. My brothers leave the room while a nurse comes in and helps me change into my more comfortable clothes while maneuvering around the wires. Once I'm fully clothed she leaves the room and my brothers come in with a wheel chair.

"Why do you have that?" I ask.

"To take you to the psyche ward for your evaluation." Pony says.

"I can walk." I say defiantly.

"No Sky you can't, doctors orders." Soda says.

I huff, annoyed by this whole situation. Soda wheels the wheelchair right up next to the bed while Darry and Pony help me into it. Soda wheels me down the hallway while Darry and Pony walk on either side of me. When we reach the psyche ward we are met with a tall slim man, who I'm going to assume is my doctor.

"Hi Skyler, shall we get started?" he asks.

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