Chapter 2

As her parents led her in, Torrie trudged behind them, with a gloomy expression on her face. She didn't understand this. If her parents wanted her to get help, and they were going to throw away any amount of money, then why couldn't they hire someone to come to them?

"Torrie, stop frowning, you'll get worry lines before you're 30 years old," her mother instructed.

"And a migraine from your irritating self, "Torrie murmured.

"What was that dear?"

"Oh nothing, just a thought," Torrie usually wasn't this much of a smart mouth toward her parents, but they had brought this sour mood upon her, and she was just letting her emotions loose.

When they finally reached the colossal building, Torrie felt an eerie sense as they entered. She didn't belong here, and one way or another she was going to get away.

….

A brunette woman greeted another member into the household. She instructed a buff man, to take her bags to her room. Her name was Stephanie McMahon, and she decided to do this because she knew what it was like to have personal demons.

And they were ten people who would be entering her program. They face these many problems an anorexic, a drug addict, a self-mutilator, exhibitionist, nymphomaniac, bipolar disorder, anger issues, narcissus, a schizophrenic and an adrenaline junkie.

Some of the problems didn't seem as serious as the others, but nonetheless, they all needed someone to be there for them.

….

A red head watched as a girl entered her room. She had emerald green eyes, shiny flaxen blonde hair, and had a nice tan. She seemed very nice, so she decided to speak.

"Hey,"she spoke. The blonde looked toward her and gave a small, but forced smile.

"Hello, "she replied.

"What's your name?" might as well try and make a new friend.

"Torrie Wilson, what about you?"

"Maria Kanellis, nice to meet you," she spoke. Torrie noticed the details of the red head. She had very pretty blue eyes, and fair skin. She looked very thin, as if she hadn't eaten in days, but maybe she just had a high metabolism.

"Are we the only ones here?" Torrie asked her.

"No I think I saw a raven haired guy come, he was covered in tattoos, so I don't know if he's safe, "Maria warned. Torrie shook her head at this.

"Well Maria, we don't actually know him, so we can't judge him. I mean, I would be deeply hurt if someone thought of me as some blonde bimbo. You would probably hate it if people pursued you as a heinous ginger, "Torrie corrected her. She seemed a bit younger and naive about some things, and Torrie knew that she could easily take Maria under her wing.

"I guess I wouldn't. So if you don't mind me asking, what are you in here for? "Maria questioned changing around the situation.

Torrie felt like a stranger in her own skin. She felt herself squirm as remembered what brought her to her problems. She just shook it off, and managed to not break down.

"Well, I heard we're going to have group sessions once everyone gets here, so I guess you'll find out then, "Torrie spoke.

Satisfied with the answer, Maria shrugged. "Well why don't we go and explore this big house. The others shall be arriving soon, so let's jump ahead," she told her, and they both headed around the halls.

End of Chapter 2

Chapter 2 was written By Amy (LitaHardy21). Hope everyone likes her hard work.

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I will be back with Chapter 3 as Soon as I can.

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Matt