A/n: Thanks for the reviews. I really feel special. lol. I know I'm a
freak. Proud to be. Well on with the story
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar.
Chapter 5
D-Tent was gathered around the dinner table. Squid poked at his food. He glanced at Nayel. She was eating and talking to Zigzag. He noticed that she lifted up sleeves revealing her scars. She had them on both arms. He knew she wouldn't tell him what happened. Even though he knew already he wanted to hear it from her mouth. Squid couldn't handle it anymore. He got up and left to the tent. "Okay that was weird," Armpit noticed. X-Ray got up to go see what was wrong with him.
"No I'll go," Nayel said automatically and headed to the tent. She lifted the flap and found Squid sitting on his cot. He had his hands clamped together like he was praying. His concentration was on the ground. "Hey," she said softly.
"Leave me alone," he growled. Nayel shrugged and went to sit on her cot. He looked at her and wanted to ask her so many questions. Like 'Why she did those things to herself' and 'Why did she think that'. But he couldn't. If he did she would start playing 20 questions with him.
"You know when you got caught I thought it was quite funny. You were always saying that I would be the one who would be getting caught," Nayel smiled. "It was kind of like a ha-ha thing going on,"
"I don't want to talk about it anymore okay," Squid thought he'd try ease his way into having Nayel confess to him what she did to herself. "Where are those scars from?"
"Oh these," she looked at her wrists. "While I was playing softball. I slid to home plate and well I scratched up arms."
"Oh," Squid nodded slowly. Why doesn't she just tell him what was wrong.
"Yeah. It was gruesome," she smiled. Squid looked in his crate. "You should've seen it,"
"Yeah whatever," Squid placed his toothpick in his mouth and started to chew on it. Nayel noticed he didn't want to talk so she leaned back and closed her eyes. Pretty soon the rest of D-Tent piled in and got into bed. They kept talking about something, but Squid didn't participate in the conversation. His mind trailed off. Soon the lights were out and it was time for bed. Squid pulled out the tape that read 'Session two' and pressed play.
*Session Two*
Dr. Schwartz: So Nayel how have you been?
Nayel: Great. Alan got sent away. My mother is sick. Life can't get any better.
Dr. Schwartz: Now Nayel remember what I said. Always think positive. Now tell me about you're anorexia.
Nayel: I don't eat. What's there to know.
Dr. Schwartz: Why did you do this to yourself?
Nayel: Well it started when I tried out for drama club. I had to fit into to this pencil thin dress. They put it on me and I didn't fit in it. Someone said that I was fat and everyone started laughing. So I stopped eating. I would skip lunch and dinner. My parents began to worry. So they sent me to the doctor. The doctor found nothing wrong so they just left me alone for awhile. My clothes begin to fit me baggy. My jeans would slip down to my hips. So I had to wear a belt. My shirts made me look like I was flat chested. I didn't care. I begin to see my ribs and I looked dead. My parents finally caught on and checked me into a hospital.
Dr. Schwartz: All of this happened when you were 15 correct?
Nayel: Yes.
Dr. Schwartz: Well now you look quite healthy
Nayel: My parents watched me 24/7. You would be healthy too....
Dr. Schwartz: You said that Alan got sent away. What happened?
Nayel: I left him behind. He never noticed my "disease". He just needed a look out and knew he could trust me.
Dr. Schwartz: Look out?
Nayel: I'd rather not talk about it.
Dr. Schwartz: Okay. I'm going to try an exercise. When I say a person tell me the first word that comes to mind. Mother.
Nayel: Death
Dr. Schwartz: Father
Nayel: Scared
Dr. Schwartz: Alan
Nayel: Betrayal.
The tape stopped. Squid looked at Nayel. He quickly turned over the tape and pressed play.
Dr. Schwartz: Okay one more time. Mother
Nayel: Sick
Dr. Schwartz: Father
Nayel: Angry
Dr. Schwartz: Alan
Nayel: Hurt
Dr. Schwartz: Why were you thinking all negative words?
Nayel: I don't know. You told me what to do. I just replied.
Dr. Schwartz: Alright well sorry I have to cut this short but I have to go. So I'll see you next week
Nayel: Of course. That's if I don't kill myself.
Squid pressed stop. He took off the headphones and looked Nayel. He had no idea how "messed up" she was. He just made everything worse for her. He put everything in his crate and laid down. He looked up at the tent. He was so involved with himself that he had no idea how Nayel really felt. What she going through. Suicide. That was why she was sent here. They thought they could "fix" her. Was that it?
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters that pertain to the movie/book "Holes". They belong to the writer of the book, Louis Sachar.
Chapter 5
D-Tent was gathered around the dinner table. Squid poked at his food. He glanced at Nayel. She was eating and talking to Zigzag. He noticed that she lifted up sleeves revealing her scars. She had them on both arms. He knew she wouldn't tell him what happened. Even though he knew already he wanted to hear it from her mouth. Squid couldn't handle it anymore. He got up and left to the tent. "Okay that was weird," Armpit noticed. X-Ray got up to go see what was wrong with him.
"No I'll go," Nayel said automatically and headed to the tent. She lifted the flap and found Squid sitting on his cot. He had his hands clamped together like he was praying. His concentration was on the ground. "Hey," she said softly.
"Leave me alone," he growled. Nayel shrugged and went to sit on her cot. He looked at her and wanted to ask her so many questions. Like 'Why she did those things to herself' and 'Why did she think that'. But he couldn't. If he did she would start playing 20 questions with him.
"You know when you got caught I thought it was quite funny. You were always saying that I would be the one who would be getting caught," Nayel smiled. "It was kind of like a ha-ha thing going on,"
"I don't want to talk about it anymore okay," Squid thought he'd try ease his way into having Nayel confess to him what she did to herself. "Where are those scars from?"
"Oh these," she looked at her wrists. "While I was playing softball. I slid to home plate and well I scratched up arms."
"Oh," Squid nodded slowly. Why doesn't she just tell him what was wrong.
"Yeah. It was gruesome," she smiled. Squid looked in his crate. "You should've seen it,"
"Yeah whatever," Squid placed his toothpick in his mouth and started to chew on it. Nayel noticed he didn't want to talk so she leaned back and closed her eyes. Pretty soon the rest of D-Tent piled in and got into bed. They kept talking about something, but Squid didn't participate in the conversation. His mind trailed off. Soon the lights were out and it was time for bed. Squid pulled out the tape that read 'Session two' and pressed play.
*Session Two*
Dr. Schwartz: So Nayel how have you been?
Nayel: Great. Alan got sent away. My mother is sick. Life can't get any better.
Dr. Schwartz: Now Nayel remember what I said. Always think positive. Now tell me about you're anorexia.
Nayel: I don't eat. What's there to know.
Dr. Schwartz: Why did you do this to yourself?
Nayel: Well it started when I tried out for drama club. I had to fit into to this pencil thin dress. They put it on me and I didn't fit in it. Someone said that I was fat and everyone started laughing. So I stopped eating. I would skip lunch and dinner. My parents began to worry. So they sent me to the doctor. The doctor found nothing wrong so they just left me alone for awhile. My clothes begin to fit me baggy. My jeans would slip down to my hips. So I had to wear a belt. My shirts made me look like I was flat chested. I didn't care. I begin to see my ribs and I looked dead. My parents finally caught on and checked me into a hospital.
Dr. Schwartz: All of this happened when you were 15 correct?
Nayel: Yes.
Dr. Schwartz: Well now you look quite healthy
Nayel: My parents watched me 24/7. You would be healthy too....
Dr. Schwartz: You said that Alan got sent away. What happened?
Nayel: I left him behind. He never noticed my "disease". He just needed a look out and knew he could trust me.
Dr. Schwartz: Look out?
Nayel: I'd rather not talk about it.
Dr. Schwartz: Okay. I'm going to try an exercise. When I say a person tell me the first word that comes to mind. Mother.
Nayel: Death
Dr. Schwartz: Father
Nayel: Scared
Dr. Schwartz: Alan
Nayel: Betrayal.
The tape stopped. Squid looked at Nayel. He quickly turned over the tape and pressed play.
Dr. Schwartz: Okay one more time. Mother
Nayel: Sick
Dr. Schwartz: Father
Nayel: Angry
Dr. Schwartz: Alan
Nayel: Hurt
Dr. Schwartz: Why were you thinking all negative words?
Nayel: I don't know. You told me what to do. I just replied.
Dr. Schwartz: Alright well sorry I have to cut this short but I have to go. So I'll see you next week
Nayel: Of course. That's if I don't kill myself.
Squid pressed stop. He took off the headphones and looked Nayel. He had no idea how "messed up" she was. He just made everything worse for her. He put everything in his crate and laid down. He looked up at the tent. He was so involved with himself that he had no idea how Nayel really felt. What she going through. Suicide. That was why she was sent here. They thought they could "fix" her. Was that it?
