This was humiliating. When they first said he was leaving he went through a range of emtions but this was just plan humiliating. He hadn't left the ward and even if anyone stared not that he'd know they were ill too so they couldn't say much. he was walking down the ward through the hospital to the minibus clinging to the porters arm. He was just plain humiliated. He could imange what they were saying.
"look at him. An adult not old enough to look after himself"
"how weak"
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but as this was running through his head. All he could think was my whole life rests on this arm of a stranger. I don't know weither I should be begging or apologetic or be strong and send baack off vibes. He didn't even know what he looked like all he knew was that as soon as it was humanly possible he was going to get a baseball cape and a pair of sunglasses.
A few days earlier Trey was sat staring out of the window. again. His favourite nurse walked in.
"you have a call"
"who the hell from" then he remembered to breath he couldn't go shouting his mouth anymore. One because he promised and. two he was at the mercy of these people.
"permenant placement"
"permenant placement?"
"well you didn't think you could live her forever did you?"
to be honest Trey hadn't thought because what ever the choice was. Trey didn't have a say. He had no family to count on. No friends to take him in when he couldn't work. To be honest Trey thought of just dieing no one would notice. No one would care.
"cough"
"sorry. I was somewhere else completely"
"here's the phone. You'll know when the calls ended. Just leave it on your bedside cabinet when you've finished"
"um okay?"
"good good"
and the nurse hurried off to do more important things for more important people
"hello I'm I speaking to Mr Trey Atwood"
"umm…yeah"
"well hello I'm miss Haley Little and I'm your doctor/ therapist"
"I'm not crazy" he said with out thinking
she laughed "of course not but your going need some help adjusting and someone to help you"
he sighed he hated being dependant but he had no choice. He again silently cursed himself for playing the hero that night. "well yeah I suppose so"
"well that's good I work at a centre for people with your problem. I'll book you on a flight in a couple of days" she knew she had to get him to agree to it pretty quickly or he'll never go for it
"fligh um.. i'm not sure about flying can't I just go on a grey hound"
"of course not I wouldn't dream of it. This is a state of the art centre all the patients fligh"
" I 'd really like to miss Little but I can't afford to. I'm sorry to disappoint you."
"don't worry Mr Atwood its all taking care of. I'll give the hospital you'll details and I'll send someone to the airport so you don't have to worry about that" and sheh hung up before he could say anything else
Trey was so mad he could through the phone across the room. He laughed to himself. He was just like the one at that night. The one the landlord brought round because Trey was going to leave. He didn't get very far.
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Trey sighed and rested his head back on the seat. His first flight. His first time out of the state of calfornia. His first time in his new body. Well not necessarly new body. Damaged body.
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