Hello lovely followers! It's me! Your humble author! I love you all! There really wasn't much of a vote and one person said they needed to give the girl a little more time so yeah that's what I'm gonna do! So enjoy!
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"Allen? Allen wake up!" a girl's voice shout in my ear, waking me up from my dreamless sleep.
"Ughn. What happened?" I ask the voice, sitting up. I notice I'm lying in a hospital bed, cuffed to the bed.
"Well, you killed a guy, and you got injected with a sedative. So, how are you feeling?" asks Sarah.
"Like absolute-," before I could say more I am interupted by Komoui walking in with two officers behind him.
"Ah, Allen. You're awake," he says with caring, sympathetic eyes. "This is officer Charles and officer Heeler. These two men have persuaded the judge to give you a leniency since you were not mentally stable at the time of your attack. So you and miss Sarah will both be going to rehab," says Komoui, with a serious expression on his face.
"What?!" we both shout at Komoui.
"I've already been three times! I don't need to go again!" shouts Sarah, glaring at Komoui. "It obviously didn't work," she mutters silently.
"Sarah, we are so worried about you. We don't want you hurting yourself anymore," says Sarah's mom, but I can see the loathing look that she's giving her daughter.
"Yes, Sarah. We don't want you to get hurt. We don't want to find you dead one day, we really don't," says the dad. He has a caring look in his eyes, unlike the mother.
"That's why she calls me a bitch, right? And a whore? That's definitely caring. Do you wanna know why I don't tell you things anymore?!" her voice raises to its max and starts cracking, and she starts to cry. "Because of her!" she points to her mom and then lowers her arm. "She just causes me so much pain."
Sarah sits down on the bed and I rub circles on her back, trying to comfort her.
"Little one," starts officer Heeler, "do you feel safe at your house?"
"Sometimes, it depends on her mood," replies Sarah, looking through her cracked fingers.
"Would you like to join our school? It's a boarding school. I think you'll like it. Are you gifted in anything?" asks Komoui, kneeling down in front of Sarah.
"She can sig really well," says Sarah's dad.
"Congrats! You're now officially apart of Holy Cross Academy For Gifted Students! Now, you have to go through rehab before you come to school, okay?"
She pauses for a moment and looks back at me, as if looking for an answer.
"I'll do it," Sarah states, shocking me.
"Are you serious?" I ask her, stopping rubbing circles on her back.
She looks me in the eyes and says, "Yes, it's actually not that bad, once you get used to it."
"I... I guess I'll go if Sarah's going."
"Great! You two stay here and I'll see if the psych ward has any spots open," says officer Charles, walking away from the scene.
Sarah starts to sing to pass the time,
"I take these pills
To make me thin.
I dye my hair,
and cut my skin.
I try everything,
To make them see me,
But all they see
Is someone that's not me.
Even when I'm walking on a wire
Even when I set myself on fire.
Why do I always feel Invisible?
Invisible.
Every day I try to look my best.
Even though inside I'm such a mess.
Why do I always feel Invisible?
Invisible.
Here inside
My quiet hell
You can not hear
My cries for help.
I try everything
To make them see me,
But everyone sees what I can't be.
Even when I'm walking on a wire.
Even when I set myself on fire
Why do I always feel Invisible?
invisible.
Everyday I try to look my best,
Even though inside I'm such a mess.
Why do I always feel Invisible?
Invisible?
Sometimes
When I'm alone
I pretend that I am queen
It's almost believable.
Even when I'm walking on a wire
Even when I set myself ob fire
Why do I always feel Invisible?
Invisible.
Every day I try to look my best,
Even though inside I'm such a mess.
Why do I always feel Invisible?
Invisible.
(Invisible, Skylar Grey)
"That was really beautiful, Sarah," I compliment the girl.
"Th-thanks, Allen," replies the girl with flushed cheeks.
"There are openings, but we have to wait a while before we are able to go there," says the officer, sitting down in one of the chairs the are acquainted in the room.
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The car ride to the psychiatric ward was a silent one.
The ward was halfway gated in. The fence was black and metal. The building itself was tan, and had few windows. The windows it did have looked like plexiglass. There were shades, but it looks like there were broken.
Once we got inside, we got weighed and measured.
Sarah said hi to some of the nurse techs, she called them.
"Sarah, isn't this your fourth time here," asks the one named Amanda.
"Yes, sadly it is, but aren't you just so happy to see me?" Sarah asks her.
"Not really, when I said we'll someday meet at Target, I mean we don't meet here," says Amanda with a witty look on her face.
"Seriously, Sarah. You need to stop getting yourself in to trouble," says another nurse tech whose name is Rick.
"I know, but it's not my fault my mom calls me names that make me feel depressed!" Sarah shouts at the man getting angry.
"Girl, calm down," Wade commands, putting his hand out.
"I am calm," Sarah says calmly.
"Off to bed you two. It's past ten. All of the other patients are in their room sound asleep. Which you two should be doing. Sarah, that's your room," Wade says pointing the room next to what looks like a activities room. "Allen, your room is right next to hers." Wade points to a room next door to Sarah's.
"Night, Sarah," I say to the girl.
She yawns and says, "Goodnight, Allen."
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Well was it too boring? Was it too short? Was it too long? Or dear I'm sounding like Miranda! Anyway. Please review!