Susanna wondered from her cozy twin bed into the well kept hall. She glanced at the pictures that hung on the wall. Pictures of herself in childhood. Pictures of her mother and father from their wedding. Then there were pictures of the entire family, smiling and happy. None of those pictures were recent, because recently, no one was happy.
Susanna crept down the stairs and made her way to the living room. Her mother often sat in the living room late at night to read, but Susanna knew that tonight she would be exhausted and go to bed without her night time book. When Susanna entered the living room, she made her way over to the coat rack, which held her black coat, her mother's fake mink coat, and her father's full length genuine leather trench coat. She reached into the pocket and pulled out the note from the professor.
MEET ME IN MY OFFICE AT 11. MY WIFE IS OUT OF TOWN SO WE WILL BE ALONE...
Susanna grinned. Now she was wanted by married professors. She quickly pulled over her coat and fumbled with her shoes. She knew that it was almost eleven and she had to jog to his office if she was going to get there on time. Without any second thoughts, she walked out the front door and hurried down the street.
Lisa was in confinement for four days. She was drugged half the time, and the other half she was asleep. Jamie was always looking in the window trying to get her attention, but she was too woozy to notice. As time went on, Daisy, Georgina, and Polly became better friends while Jamie and Lisa were left outsiders. Lisa had to see Psychologist Melvin every day, while the others only saw him twice a week. Melvin usually spent this session with Lisa drawing pictures in his notebook, or studying other girls' files mainly because Lisa never talked about the situation on hand. She would discuss drugs, sex, Melvin's lack of sex, and on occasion, Lisa would talk about Jamie.
When Lisa was released from confinement, Polly was much quieter and she was never in a room alone. She avoided Lisa the best she could, even if it meant running down the hall when Lisa approached. However Lisa was through with Polly, it was Mrs. Randone she hated now. Daisy was getting her laxatives from Georgina now. Lisa felt betrayed, even though they really didn't have a commitment or anything. Lisa hated Daisy and that was all she cared about right now.
Lisa sat with Jamie in the TV room, painting her nails with nail polish that Lisa always seems to have. Val came out of the nurse's station and greeted Lisa and Jamie. They were the first ones up that morning.
"Hey Val?" Lisa questioned in a skeptical voice. "Do you think that um... me and Jamie could get some chicken? A lot of chicken! We are just craving some chicken Val." Lisa smiled, then pleaded with begging eyes.
"I'll see what I can do Lisa." Val turned and went up the hall.
"Thanks sexy!" Lisa yelled after her. Jamie giggled.
"What the hell are we going to do with chicken?" She asked, wondering what Lisa's brilliant mind was plotting.
"You'll see..."
The next day Valerie brought to boxes of freshly cooked chicken. She made Jamie and Lisa take it to the cafeteria to eat. "Made it myself girls. Enjoy." Then Valerie left to the Nurse's Station and Jamie and Lisa were left in the cafeteria alone.
" Lets go!" Lisa called. They gathered up the chicken and ran down the hall. They turned the corner and burst into Daisy's room. Daisy looked up in shock. She had never let anyone in her room before, but this was Lisa. And Daisy knew not to mess with Lisa.
"Hi, you guys. What's that?" Daisy indicates the two boxes Lisa is carrying.
"Well, Dais, This is MY daddy's chicken. And um...me and Jamie thought you might want some." Jamie grinned and Lisa set the boxes on the bed and opened them to reveal the multiple pieces of chicken. Little did they know, but Valerie had a swarm of nurses looking for Lisa and Jamie. She discovered they had left the cafeteria and wasn't pleased.
"Ohh, thanks guys! But I'm really not hungry. I'm really sorry." She bent her head down.
"Are you not hungry because it's not YOUR daddy's chicken? Because I know it's not because you don't like chicken. Everyone in here knows that Dais likes chicken!" Lisa's face twisted into a stare of anger. Daisy was scared.
"No, I'm really just not hungry, I-" Daisy started but Lisa cut her off.
"You know Daisy, I bet if I was your daddy and I handed you a baked freakin' chicken, you would eat every damn bite! Wouldn't you? WOULDN'T YOU! I bet you taste all daddy's chickens. Chicken, chicken, chicken! Daisy is just a fat freakin' chicken!
"NO!" Daisy yells out. Her eyes filled with tears and her fists balled. "That's not true! I just like his chicken!"
"Oh, I know you like his chicken Dais. Your fat ass can tell me that! But tell me Dais, what else of Daddy's do you eat? Huh? What else. WHAT ELSE!" Lisa was advancing on Daisy, so she was forced into a corner. Tears rolled down her face and her hands scratched at the scars on her wrists.
"Stop! I'll eat it! I'll eat your daddy's chicken, OK? Daisy cried the words out.
"No. No, it's not ok! You want the chicken? Then EAT THE DAMN CHICKEN!" Lisa scooped up a chicken from the box and threw it into Daisy's face. "Eat it!" She threw another and another. "EAT THE CHICKEN, DAIS!" Daisy tried to block the chickens but they just kept coming. Hitting her in the face and the chest and arms. Her cheeks were wet from tears and greasy from chickens. Lisa grabbed the whole second box and threw it at Daisy.
"You asshole!" Daisy cried and ran out of the corner, around Lisa and into the hall. "Valerie!" She cried out desperately. The grease from the chicken had moistened her shoes and as she ran down the hall she slid and fell forward, busting face on the hard tiled floor. Her nose bled profusely as she lay there sobbing. Valerie and other nurses raced up the hall to tend to the traumatized Daisy, while Gretta and the two male nurses took care of Lisa.
Again, Jamie wasn't noticed and again she grinned from ear to ear. She even giggled with Daisy cried out "I said I'd eat the chicken!"