AN: *Author ducks Flying desks, chairs and computer screens* okay I know
what you're thinking, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN WITH THIS DAMN CHAPTER, again!!!!
And I'm really sorry it has taken me this long but life has been quite a
Bitch herself, I haven't stopped this term, I have been getting home at
like 19:00 every night, and I'm starting the day at 05:00, so when I get
home all I have the time to do is my homework, eat, shower and hit the sack
and then it's life 23:00 or sometimes even 00:00 depending on the homework,
then it's 5 to 6 hours of sleep a night, and frankly I have been burnt out
and this has had to take a backseat, unfortunately, though it was never
stopped, I have been writing this chapter for ages it's just taken me
forever to type out and post, and saying that is even quite sad cause it is
quiet short *me hangs head in shame* but in the end it all worked out, I
got a Service scroll, which is a great honour at my school for a Grade 11,
and I was the only one to get one this term, so I am a happy bee at the
moment.
Disclaimer: Opps forgot about this last time, none of the ducks or duck merchandise are mine, they al belong to Disney, though the doctor and Harper (who won't play a big part) are mine in personality, but if you wanna use them go ahead, I'd be honoured. No profit is being made, and if you sue me all you get is a few schoolbooks and small change. Lol
Now on with the story, Yeah.
Thanks Angel.
Chapter Four
An Appointment with the 'Bitch'
When I woke up I realised that I still could not move. This annoyed me to no end, what did they think I was gonna do, kill myself? Well, okay, maybe. I was dieing in these restraints. I enjoy my freedom, and I live for my movement, and here I felt trapped. I didn't know what to do, so I did the only thing I could think of, I trashed, and I screamed. The nurse ran in, closely followed by the doctor and a few orderlies, one of them with an injection. I stopped thrashing and looked at them. They were confused and looked at me, the orderlies and the nurse left leaving the doctor. The doctor, put down the syringe, and asked me how I was feeling.
"How do you think I'm feeling?" I asked, the idiot, "I'm stuck in this place, with idiots all around me, I wanted to be dead by now, and on top of all that I CAN'T MOVE!!!!" This last bit I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was fuming, I already hated this man, and I hadn't even known him for 5 minutes.
"Okay, well you firstly need to calm down, I understand you frustration but I can't do anything until you are cleared by the resident Psychiatrists, I think she will be here in 10 minutes. Look son I ..." Here I cut him off.
"I'm NOT your son!!!" I was about to break down, god I hated being this emotional, "when can I go home?" I asked in a defeated voice.
"Well you are fine medically, it's emotionally and mentally that we need to deal with. In normal circumstances after someone has tried to commit suicide they have to stay in the hospital for 2 weeks, in the Psychiatric Ward, but that is all up to your psychiatrist." At this there was a knock at the door, "and speaking of the devil, here she is, come in Doctor. Adam this is Doctor Rachael McGill, Doctor McGill this is Adam Banks. Right so I'll leave you two to get acquainted."
As he passed Dr McGill he whispered "Good Luck" out of the corner of his mouth. Dr McGill just smiled and turned back to Adam.
"Hi there," She smiled.
She seemed nice, but she had one big thing going against her. She was a Psychiatrist and all that meant to me was that I hate her. I have never gotten along will Psychologists, and Psychiatrist wouldn't be any different, other than she would put me on drugs, which I would not take, even if my life depended on it. I don't take drugs, whether they are medicinal or recreational. Any drugs I've been given in the past have gone down the loo, faster than you could say No.
When I didn't reply, she didn't seem fazed and continued talking, 'Right so lets see here, you are 16 years old, and a star Hockey Athlete and a straight A student at Eden Hall, and you have a great group of friends, or at least so your parents say. Now for some reason I don't think that this is a dossier for a suicide candidate. So are you gonna tell me what's up?"
I still remained quiet. I was in no one gonna answer her, all she was gonna do was go and tell everything to my parents, I had experience, and I was not gonna trust her.
"Okay," she said, "we're doing this the hard way."
"Look, all I want is to get out of this hospital, but more importantly out of these god damn restraints," I spat at her, spite dripping from my voice in buckets, "so either let me out and let me go home, where I can live my life and forget this ever happened, or leave."
'Adam," she said, "you can't ignore this but I will let you out of the restraints, only if you promise not to do anything rash."
Look all I want to do is go home, and that's where I'm going tonight, if you discharge me or I go AWOL, so just get on with the psychoanalysing so I can go home, I have work to do."
"Adam, I understand that you wanna get home but you have to let us help, and anyway, your parent are coming to take you home tonight, I agreed to let them when they spoke to me, but you are not escaping that easily, you have sessions twice a week with me, and there is no way of getting out of them." She said this all very calmly, and it pissed me off.
"As long as they don't mess with my Hockey schedule and you are willing to spend two hours a week doing nothing then that's fine by me." I said this all very bitterly and glared at her with hatred I didn't even know I possessed. This did obviously not faze her, as she didn't flinch.
"Further more, you are gonna be on anti-depressants," here I scoffed, and she cast a side long look at me, "and your parent will be making sure you get them in the right quantities, cause we don't want you to slip.' My teeth were grinding and I was fuming. I hated her, and that was never gonna change. God I wish I could get out of here. I hate this place, and more than ever I hate myself. Oh thank god, finally, she is removing the restraints. When they are gone, I move my arms above my head and stretch. Once she has moved the one on my legs I shift a bit till I'm on my side facing away from her.
I heard her sigh and quietly leave the room; finally I let my mask slip and sigh. I stay like this till my mother and father arrived later and checked me out. I went home that night and retreated to my room, locking my door, laying on my bed and going to sleep. I didn't interact with anyone that night and I was dreading the next day when I would have to.
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When I woke up today I was dreading having to go to school. I didn't want to hear what people were gonna say about Adam, but I pitied anyone who said anything about it in front of the Ducks, especially Fulton and Dean, after the meeting we all had yesterday.
*Flashback*
After me and Jesse had left the hospital it was about 18:00 and we only had to be home again at 22:00, so we decided it was time to call the Ducks and inform them as to all that had been going on. Jesse phoned the Ducks that were all at Eden Hall, and I phone the odd one that had gone home for the weekend like Jesse and me. We asked them all to meet us at the old Duck Pond, and to please hurry, cause it was very important.
About 10 minutes later we had all gathered at the old pond where the ducks used to have their fun when we were still District 5. Jesse and I told them to sit and get comfy cause we had a lot to talk about.
'Hey guys, we can't start yet!" cried Portman, everyone looked at him in confusion, then realisation dawned on most faces, 'hey dud he's right, Banksie ain't here yet."
'Guys..." I said slowly, 'that's what Jess and me have to tell you. Adam is in Park Memorial...' I started to explain
What? Why? When? How? Huh? What's up? What's wrong?
All of these hit me form all directions. Jesse held up his hand and everyone quieted down, "Guys please let Charlie finish this is hard enough as it is for both of us, and you'll understand why now, just let him say it, cause I know I can't" He said this all quietly and calmly, and this is what scared the other Ducks, Jesse always had a fire to him and here it just wasn't showing. I chocked, when I restarted my tale.
'Today Adam gave Jess and me very scary and worrying phone calls. I couldn't understand it at first but after a while I understood, and then I called Jess, he was equally worried, and we decided to go and check out the Ice Rink, cause Adam always goes there when he is upset. We skated there as fast as we could, but when we got there we were a bit to late. Adam had slit ... oh god ... Adam had slit his wrists; he was still alive, still breathing but just. We both did all we could and called the ambulance and they came and took Adam to the hospital. He survived, and he's in quite good shape considering, but we are really worried about everything that's going on with him, and we are gonna need your help to help him." At this I finally lifted my head and looked at everyone, Dean and Fulton had steely, resolved looks on their faces, and I knew they would protect Adam. Connie was in Guy's arms, in tears, and Guy was trying to hold his own back. Julie was sitting quietly tear flowing down her cheeks, the rest of the guys were all sombre, there was no smirk on Averman's face, and no twinkle in Russ's eyes, I think this was the first time I'd seen him without some smart comment.
"So guys are you all in?" Jesse had asked them softly
"Yes" they all coursed, and we started to get to work on how to help Adam, number one on our list however was the cardinal rule when working with Suicide Cases, Don't treat them any different!! But I knew I, for one, would be keeping a very close eye on my best friend, cause I really couldn't afford to loose him.
*End Flashback*
Now I had to go to school and face a sea of people who know what had happened to Adam, I don't know what I'll do if I hear someone talking about him in an anything other than civil way, and I know the Bash Brothers have had their ears pealed all weekend, and will have them today. I really do pity the person to talk bad of Adam in front of them, or even just in their hearing range, cause they will get pounded into the ground.
Oh well nothing I can do but go and face the music, I pick up my tog bag that has all of the stuff I brought home with me for the weekend and my school Backpack, though I hadn't done any of my homework, I was sure the teachers were gonna understand, and if they didn't tuff. I put on my Roller Blades and headed out for school. When I got there, there was a special notice on the boards, there was a special assembly in the hall during first period, 'oh well, here we go,' I thought and stepped into the school to face the day, and I had a feeling it was going to be a really bad day.
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AN/ Right well there it is, hoped you like it, cause I enjoyed writing it. I'll work quickly on the next chapter and I'll get it up soon I promise as I don't have to worry about anything other than the Matric dance and it's holiday from Wednesday. This hasn't been beta'd by my wonderful beta, Dana, again, cause I wanted to get it up as fast as possible for you people.
Review Responses:
Queen of the Cake-eaters: So was I, but I wanted to be back with this before today, but oh well what can I do. *Sighs at bad luck* Hope you enjoyed and I promise another chapter will be up in a week
anne918: Yeah I really enjoyed writing it, thanks so much your support mean a lot to me and I will work really hard on the next chapter I promise.
CakeEater'sGirly99: I'm soooooooo sorry, this really was meant to be up last month but that never happened. Hope you enjoyed
crazy4nc128: Hehehe well I didn't mind the 2 review, *grins* hehehe hope this one was as good for you as the last was, and yes I think it is gonna be VERY hard, aren't I evil!! Btw I am adoring your stories and I hope you update spoon cause I am feeling deprived
Vinnies-Angel: Okay so I didn't exactly hurry but it's here hope you enjoyed
nebula2: Wow your review meant so much to me, *me blushes* you really left me a wonderful review and it really inspired me to write, I just had to get the time to type it up and post, but the God's seemed to conspire against me on that one! And btw I don't think I'm gonna give Mr Banks a role reversal, but things aren't as black and white as they seem *evil smirk*
PTM63326: Thanks here it is!!!!
Namida: I'm sorry!!!, I cried writing it, so don't worry, you were luck you had to wait the shortest
Disclaimer: Opps forgot about this last time, none of the ducks or duck merchandise are mine, they al belong to Disney, though the doctor and Harper (who won't play a big part) are mine in personality, but if you wanna use them go ahead, I'd be honoured. No profit is being made, and if you sue me all you get is a few schoolbooks and small change. Lol
Now on with the story, Yeah.
Thanks Angel.
Chapter Four
An Appointment with the 'Bitch'
When I woke up I realised that I still could not move. This annoyed me to no end, what did they think I was gonna do, kill myself? Well, okay, maybe. I was dieing in these restraints. I enjoy my freedom, and I live for my movement, and here I felt trapped. I didn't know what to do, so I did the only thing I could think of, I trashed, and I screamed. The nurse ran in, closely followed by the doctor and a few orderlies, one of them with an injection. I stopped thrashing and looked at them. They were confused and looked at me, the orderlies and the nurse left leaving the doctor. The doctor, put down the syringe, and asked me how I was feeling.
"How do you think I'm feeling?" I asked, the idiot, "I'm stuck in this place, with idiots all around me, I wanted to be dead by now, and on top of all that I CAN'T MOVE!!!!" This last bit I screamed at the top of my lungs. I was fuming, I already hated this man, and I hadn't even known him for 5 minutes.
"Okay, well you firstly need to calm down, I understand you frustration but I can't do anything until you are cleared by the resident Psychiatrists, I think she will be here in 10 minutes. Look son I ..." Here I cut him off.
"I'm NOT your son!!!" I was about to break down, god I hated being this emotional, "when can I go home?" I asked in a defeated voice.
"Well you are fine medically, it's emotionally and mentally that we need to deal with. In normal circumstances after someone has tried to commit suicide they have to stay in the hospital for 2 weeks, in the Psychiatric Ward, but that is all up to your psychiatrist." At this there was a knock at the door, "and speaking of the devil, here she is, come in Doctor. Adam this is Doctor Rachael McGill, Doctor McGill this is Adam Banks. Right so I'll leave you two to get acquainted."
As he passed Dr McGill he whispered "Good Luck" out of the corner of his mouth. Dr McGill just smiled and turned back to Adam.
"Hi there," She smiled.
She seemed nice, but she had one big thing going against her. She was a Psychiatrist and all that meant to me was that I hate her. I have never gotten along will Psychologists, and Psychiatrist wouldn't be any different, other than she would put me on drugs, which I would not take, even if my life depended on it. I don't take drugs, whether they are medicinal or recreational. Any drugs I've been given in the past have gone down the loo, faster than you could say No.
When I didn't reply, she didn't seem fazed and continued talking, 'Right so lets see here, you are 16 years old, and a star Hockey Athlete and a straight A student at Eden Hall, and you have a great group of friends, or at least so your parents say. Now for some reason I don't think that this is a dossier for a suicide candidate. So are you gonna tell me what's up?"
I still remained quiet. I was in no one gonna answer her, all she was gonna do was go and tell everything to my parents, I had experience, and I was not gonna trust her.
"Okay," she said, "we're doing this the hard way."
"Look, all I want is to get out of this hospital, but more importantly out of these god damn restraints," I spat at her, spite dripping from my voice in buckets, "so either let me out and let me go home, where I can live my life and forget this ever happened, or leave."
'Adam," she said, "you can't ignore this but I will let you out of the restraints, only if you promise not to do anything rash."
Look all I want to do is go home, and that's where I'm going tonight, if you discharge me or I go AWOL, so just get on with the psychoanalysing so I can go home, I have work to do."
"Adam, I understand that you wanna get home but you have to let us help, and anyway, your parent are coming to take you home tonight, I agreed to let them when they spoke to me, but you are not escaping that easily, you have sessions twice a week with me, and there is no way of getting out of them." She said this all very calmly, and it pissed me off.
"As long as they don't mess with my Hockey schedule and you are willing to spend two hours a week doing nothing then that's fine by me." I said this all very bitterly and glared at her with hatred I didn't even know I possessed. This did obviously not faze her, as she didn't flinch.
"Further more, you are gonna be on anti-depressants," here I scoffed, and she cast a side long look at me, "and your parent will be making sure you get them in the right quantities, cause we don't want you to slip.' My teeth were grinding and I was fuming. I hated her, and that was never gonna change. God I wish I could get out of here. I hate this place, and more than ever I hate myself. Oh thank god, finally, she is removing the restraints. When they are gone, I move my arms above my head and stretch. Once she has moved the one on my legs I shift a bit till I'm on my side facing away from her.
I heard her sigh and quietly leave the room; finally I let my mask slip and sigh. I stay like this till my mother and father arrived later and checked me out. I went home that night and retreated to my room, locking my door, laying on my bed and going to sleep. I didn't interact with anyone that night and I was dreading the next day when I would have to.
**********
When I woke up today I was dreading having to go to school. I didn't want to hear what people were gonna say about Adam, but I pitied anyone who said anything about it in front of the Ducks, especially Fulton and Dean, after the meeting we all had yesterday.
*Flashback*
After me and Jesse had left the hospital it was about 18:00 and we only had to be home again at 22:00, so we decided it was time to call the Ducks and inform them as to all that had been going on. Jesse phoned the Ducks that were all at Eden Hall, and I phone the odd one that had gone home for the weekend like Jesse and me. We asked them all to meet us at the old Duck Pond, and to please hurry, cause it was very important.
About 10 minutes later we had all gathered at the old pond where the ducks used to have their fun when we were still District 5. Jesse and I told them to sit and get comfy cause we had a lot to talk about.
'Hey guys, we can't start yet!" cried Portman, everyone looked at him in confusion, then realisation dawned on most faces, 'hey dud he's right, Banksie ain't here yet."
'Guys..." I said slowly, 'that's what Jess and me have to tell you. Adam is in Park Memorial...' I started to explain
What? Why? When? How? Huh? What's up? What's wrong?
All of these hit me form all directions. Jesse held up his hand and everyone quieted down, "Guys please let Charlie finish this is hard enough as it is for both of us, and you'll understand why now, just let him say it, cause I know I can't" He said this all quietly and calmly, and this is what scared the other Ducks, Jesse always had a fire to him and here it just wasn't showing. I chocked, when I restarted my tale.
'Today Adam gave Jess and me very scary and worrying phone calls. I couldn't understand it at first but after a while I understood, and then I called Jess, he was equally worried, and we decided to go and check out the Ice Rink, cause Adam always goes there when he is upset. We skated there as fast as we could, but when we got there we were a bit to late. Adam had slit ... oh god ... Adam had slit his wrists; he was still alive, still breathing but just. We both did all we could and called the ambulance and they came and took Adam to the hospital. He survived, and he's in quite good shape considering, but we are really worried about everything that's going on with him, and we are gonna need your help to help him." At this I finally lifted my head and looked at everyone, Dean and Fulton had steely, resolved looks on their faces, and I knew they would protect Adam. Connie was in Guy's arms, in tears, and Guy was trying to hold his own back. Julie was sitting quietly tear flowing down her cheeks, the rest of the guys were all sombre, there was no smirk on Averman's face, and no twinkle in Russ's eyes, I think this was the first time I'd seen him without some smart comment.
"So guys are you all in?" Jesse had asked them softly
"Yes" they all coursed, and we started to get to work on how to help Adam, number one on our list however was the cardinal rule when working with Suicide Cases, Don't treat them any different!! But I knew I, for one, would be keeping a very close eye on my best friend, cause I really couldn't afford to loose him.
*End Flashback*
Now I had to go to school and face a sea of people who know what had happened to Adam, I don't know what I'll do if I hear someone talking about him in an anything other than civil way, and I know the Bash Brothers have had their ears pealed all weekend, and will have them today. I really do pity the person to talk bad of Adam in front of them, or even just in their hearing range, cause they will get pounded into the ground.
Oh well nothing I can do but go and face the music, I pick up my tog bag that has all of the stuff I brought home with me for the weekend and my school Backpack, though I hadn't done any of my homework, I was sure the teachers were gonna understand, and if they didn't tuff. I put on my Roller Blades and headed out for school. When I got there, there was a special notice on the boards, there was a special assembly in the hall during first period, 'oh well, here we go,' I thought and stepped into the school to face the day, and I had a feeling it was going to be a really bad day.
*******************
AN/ Right well there it is, hoped you like it, cause I enjoyed writing it. I'll work quickly on the next chapter and I'll get it up soon I promise as I don't have to worry about anything other than the Matric dance and it's holiday from Wednesday. This hasn't been beta'd by my wonderful beta, Dana, again, cause I wanted to get it up as fast as possible for you people.
Review Responses:
Queen of the Cake-eaters: So was I, but I wanted to be back with this before today, but oh well what can I do. *Sighs at bad luck* Hope you enjoyed and I promise another chapter will be up in a week
anne918: Yeah I really enjoyed writing it, thanks so much your support mean a lot to me and I will work really hard on the next chapter I promise.
CakeEater'sGirly99: I'm soooooooo sorry, this really was meant to be up last month but that never happened. Hope you enjoyed
crazy4nc128: Hehehe well I didn't mind the 2 review, *grins* hehehe hope this one was as good for you as the last was, and yes I think it is gonna be VERY hard, aren't I evil!! Btw I am adoring your stories and I hope you update spoon cause I am feeling deprived
Vinnies-Angel: Okay so I didn't exactly hurry but it's here hope you enjoyed
nebula2: Wow your review meant so much to me, *me blushes* you really left me a wonderful review and it really inspired me to write, I just had to get the time to type it up and post, but the God's seemed to conspire against me on that one! And btw I don't think I'm gonna give Mr Banks a role reversal, but things aren't as black and white as they seem *evil smirk*
PTM63326: Thanks here it is!!!!
Namida: I'm sorry!!!, I cried writing it, so don't worry, you were luck you had to wait the shortest
