Chapter 15

"I hate you!" I shout as loud as I can towards Terry and the woman who calls herself my Mother. I shake my head at them as someone drags me into a large blue van, I ignore the tears running down my face as I give them both dirty looks.

"I will kill you, you put him up to this. You're both dead to me!" I look away from them when I am seated into the car, I can't even stand to look at them.

How did they even find me? How did they arrange all of this, just for me to be taken into some stupid rehab camp?

I shake my head as angry tears fall down my face, I won't let them win. I don't need help, they will realize that when I am there. I won't need to be t here and they will see that; And send me home. It will all be okay.

I don't look at anyone else as I get onto the huge bus, it's not packed but it's not as empty as I thought it would be. It's just full of teenagers, all with troubles. I don't have troubles, I just am trouble. I sigh as I grab a seat at the back, away from everyone else and look out of the window. I have no idea where they are going to take me, and I don't care because it won't take them long to realize that I don't belong there. I don't belong with these people. The ones with real life problems. I am fine. I am fine..

"Right! Listen up! Something you all better get used to while you spend your six weeks here. Anything I tell you or any other counselors, you do. Whether you like it or not. You will do it. Is that clear?" Everyone nods, but I just stare at the man at the front of the bus, he is a large man, in both height and width, he has dark hair, and almost black eyes, making him scarier than necessary.

"There are a lot of rules here, and you all better start getting used to them." He carries on,

"And for all of you who think the rules are not going to apply to you, think again, because they do. Every single one. Now off the bus!" I groan as I watch everyone else get off, I soon follow, keeping my head down, and bumping into one of the older women there.

"What is this?" She grabs the box of cigarettes hidden within my coat pocket, I roll my eyes at her and shake my head.

"Give them back, they're mine!" She just shakes her head, and laughs in my face.

"Think again young lady. Now you heard the rules, don't think you can push your luck here. I am going to be on your back for the next six weeks whether you like it or not, so I would watch it if I was you."

"Whatever." I walk away from her, but she grabs me by the arm.

"I have seen people like you come and go through here, so don't think I don't know how to handle people like you."

"You don't know anything about me."

"I know your type, I know all of your crap. So don't push your luck." She warns as she drags me towards everyone else, I sigh as I think about all this crap I am going to have to put up with for the next few weeks. I won't be here that long, it's okay, they will see I am not like everyone else. They will notice... they have to.

The next thing I know, we are all sitting in the snow, packing our camp bags. When I was told rehab camp, I didn't think it meant literally camping. I sighed as I packed everything I needed, ignoring the guy talking at the front.

"Now you're all here to change your lives and realize what you have done wrong, why you are here." I roll my eyes and scoff at him,

"Do you have a problem?" He bends down next to me, looking deeply serious into my face, I shrug

"With all this crap? Yes I do."

"Don't think you can get away with talking to any of us like that, this place is going to teach you about finding yourselves and teaching you basic morals."

"Give me a break." I mutter as he stands up,

"Right that is it! I have had enough of you already, drop and give me twenty." I look at him, trying not to laugh.

"What do you think this is? The army?"

"It is whatever I want it to be, 30." I shake my head and fold my arms over my chest,

"No."

"40."

"What!? That's not fair." I look away from him as I stand up,

"50."

"Fine." I mutter as I lay on the ground,

"1." He counts every time I do one, still talking. It carries on for ages, until finally I collapse onto the ground.

"Maybe that will teach you from now on." He says as he looks around, still spouting off all the rules. I sigh as I kneel back up and stare at my bag and the staff supplies next to it, I look around, making sure nobody is watching as I grab a kitchen knife only just sticking out of the bag and put it into my own. I sigh as everyone else starts to get up and do the same. This was going to be a long night.