FINDING ME - FIXING YOU SEQUEL

01

So I stayed.

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Every day this week was basically the same as the last. The usual group meetings occurred, meals were made and eaten, a lot of journaling was done. I was outside enjoying the sun shining for once in the gloomy United Kingdom. The week was coming to an end and today happened to be the Saturday which is also the one day we're allowed to have visitors.

February fourteenth, Valentine's Day will be the day that marks five months of my sobriety. Five months that I've been clean as bleach some would say. That's one hundred and fifty two days that I have been residing at London's Sanctuary. I'm not certain how many Saturdays have passed, but I do know how many visitors I have gotten.

None.

I'm not always the only one without a vistor but from where I sat at the picnic tables watching others walk or sit with their loved ones. I realized that this week I was in fact the only one sitting alone. I witnessed people seating by the pond laughing with their heads thrown back. I remembered when I used to laugh like that.

I sulked in my own puddle of sadness. Trying to remind myself that I at least had my sobriety now.

Rachel always says to remind yourself that you are proud of you even if nobody else is. I decided then that I wasted enough time sulking. I was off to the movie room. There is usually a Disney classic of some sort projecting on the wall in there on Saturday's. That'll give my mind a little break.

I used to love Disney when I was growing up. Disney land was truly, undeniably my happy place.

"Noah?" I spun around at the call of my name just as I reached for the latch on the back gates to the building. The santuary is exactly what I imagined it to be. I knew Edward would find the most hidden rehabilitation center that he could. Well, he probably paid someone to find it for him. Underneath the tallest, greenest oak trees that I have ever seen stands this stone castle crafted from someones hands and hardwork hundreds of year ago.

"Yes?" I wondered what is was Rachel has to say.

"I have some rather exciting news for you!" She grinned.

"Well.." After seconds passed and she was still grinning, bounce from side to side. "Are you gonna tell me?" I laughed at her. Rachel's one of the silliest but kindest people I have ever met. She actually reminds me a lot of my old friend, Elle.

Not only are their giddy personalities alike but their hair too. Elle usually wore hers down, letting it hang past her waistline in it's natural wavey state. She had messy bangs that she always used to cut on her own then call me sobbing about it. But no matter how bad she thought they looked, I always thought she looked perfect..

Rachel's hair hangs very long down her back too and she's got bangs. But it's dyed a dark red like red velvet cake. So her waves aren't as lovely as Elle's were. She never colored her hair before.

She hadn't before when I used to know her anyway. Who knows what she's up to now.

I bet that she would come to visit me if her and I were still friends and I still ended up here. I'm actually certain of it. Something tells me that if I hadn't lost Elle however I wouldn't have ended up here to begin with.

"Wait- what did you say?" I was kind of listening to Rachel speak but my mind must have been playing tricks on me. I could have sworn she just told me that there was someone waiting in the cafe. To see me. "Someone came to see me?" My eyes grew wide enough to shoot out of my head. A rush of panic instantly set over me. I felt my heart beat quicken. "Who?"