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I sat on my hospital bed thinking about what had happened and it all swirled in my head. Aunt Lauren was beside me. I looked out into the hall. Aunt Lauren shut the door.
"I was looking out if you don't mind!"
"Iris I know you're upset but keep your voice down."
"Oh upset dosen't even begin to explain it! I skip a class and talk to myself and their bright idea! (i used a high squeaky voice to say) put her in a group home!"
She handed me a glass of water.
"More drugs?"
"It's water Iris."
I still pushed it away.
"Why did you hurt that teacher?"
"He laid his hands on me! He had no business doing that!"
"Well its only for a couple weeks you should be out soon."
I grunted.
That night I didn't get any sleep. My father came and every time I cracked open my eyes to see him he was staring at me. He finally came over to the bed patted my hand and mumbled
"Everything is going to be alright."
Dad was there all night. I woke in the morning to see deep wrinkles on his face. My mind went back to the day before.
He told me about the group home how it was small and private and how he wasn't thrilled about it but I had to go and blah blah blah.
I found it odd no one would say what was wrong with me. they ran tons of tests and had tons of doctors but still wouldn't tell me. I worried they found out about my supernatural genes but they hadn't exactly strapped me to a table to dissect me yet so I guess I was good.
On Sunday afternoon my father and aunt drove me to Lyle House. The name Lyle really struck me hard I knew of it but I couldn't place my finger on it. They had given me some sleeping pills after I left the hospital. Of course not enough to sedate me but maybe they were interfering with my thinking pattern. When we arrived to the huge Victorian group home there were two women waiting on the porch. They greeted me and helped me to "my" bedroom. It was white and yellow with daisies and stunk of hair gel. The wall on one side of the room was covered in pages ripped from a teen magazine. The dresser covered in makeup tubes and bottles.
"Oh nice." I thought.
My dad and Lauren left and Ms. Talbo explained I wouldn't see them for a couple days.
My dad told me he'd stay in town and Aunt lauren, with tears in her eyes, motioned for a hug that I denied. The nurses gave me a cup of water with sleeping pills dissolved into it and I drank it knowing I wouldn't be enough to sedate me. To my suprise though it was and I fell into a dreamless sleep.