Rebel Love Story

Chapter 27: The First Day... Sort Of/ Home Already?!

My POV:

I walked through the double doors and saw a scene of crying teenage girls and men with extreme anger issues. The girls were sat rocking in corners of the waiting room. But they weren't upset about the men screaming their heads off. They were screaming into empty space. I walked straight up to the front desk and they wrote some stuff down in a book and told me where my room was. I had a roommate. She was very tall and well built with long dirty blonde hair. Her eyes seemed to be the only feminine part about her. She had the worst scars I'd ever seen in my life, all up her arms. She looked like she hadn't slept for weeks. She caught me staring and asked me what I was looking at.
"I'm sorry... I just hate these places... if it's alright, I think I'll sleep now." I was absolutely terrified of her.
"Yeah whatever. Do I look like I give a shit? Just make the most of your first night. It's the only one you'll actually sleep for. Night newbie," she muttered. Each word was laced with a new level of hostility towards me. Ohhhh I'm gonna looovvvve it here!
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I woke up to screaming and looked around to see my roommate standing in a corner just... screaming. At nothing! If anything, this place would make me worse! I looked at the clock and it was already 11 am. I ran into the lobby and walked up to the lady sat behind the front desk.
"Good morning love. How was your first night?" She chimed in an all too cheery voice. What the hell was this place?!
"Uhmmmm yeah alright I guess. Thanks. Uhhhh could I use the phone to call my boyfriend please?" I thought I'd be as polite as possible because she seemed to be the nicest person here.
"Sure thing sweetheart. You don't look like you belong here. You seem almost stable. Why are you here?" She wanted the whole story?! Ha, I don't think so.
"I've been staying with a band called Black Veil Brides, and have been for a while, because I met Andy Biersack and we fell in love. But last night, he brought me here against my will because he wanted me to 'get better'. So I broke up with him. But, no offence, I think this place will only make me worse." She looked at me with an understanding face.
"You won't get better here. Use the phone to call someone. Tell them to come and get you because Sarah wants you discharged immediately. I'm Sarah by the way!" She waved at me and gave me a wink. I ran over to the phone and dialled the only phone number I could remember. Andy's...

Phone call:

Andy: Hello?

Me: Put CC on the phone. Please. It's Kat by the way.

Andy: Oh god how are you?!

Me: Just put CC on the phone! Please.

Andy: Fine...hold on a sec.

CC: Baby? You ok?

Me: Please come pick me up! This place is awful! It'll only make me worse! And I think my cell- sorry ROOMmate is a psychopath...

CC: Hehe... you're so adorable! Have you got permission to be discharged?

Me: Yeah! The lady at the desk, Sarah, says that I don't belong here so to get someone to come get me. Can you pleeeeeaaasseee?

CC: Fiiiiinnnnneee! I can't say no to you... I'll pick you up in a few hours when we've finished the concert. I have to go! We're about to start! By the way, when I get there, I want to talk to you about Andy.

Me: Ohhhhh... Whatever. See you soon, handsome!

CC: I love you. Bye!

Me: Bye hunni!

"So who's coming to get you?" Sarah said, waking me up a bit.
"My boyfriend Christian," I stated.
"But I though you were with Andy- Oh yeah you broke up with him. I'm sorry, I forget!"
"It's ok. So what am I meant to do until he gets here?"
"I don't know. Could you sign these papers please."
"Why?"
"They're a legal requirement to prove that you're no longer in our custody. Then you can do what you want. We do have an art room since you seem creative," she suggested. I signed the papers and then went to the art room, following Sarah's directions. It was amazing. The walls were covered in beautiful, but depressing, paintings. And they were all done by patients. I decided to just sketch for a while. But when I was done, I had a detailed drawing of Andy. It was very good, but I was trying not to think about him. I shoved it into my pocket and carried on drawing an painted nothing in particular. Before I knew it, three whole hours had passed and Sarah asked me to come to the lobby immediately. I ran down the halls until I made it to the all too familiar room to see a tall, thin, tanned man with long dark brown hair standing in the doorway. He was smiling widely, his perfectly white teeth showing. I ran to him, smiling.
"CC!" I yelled.
"Kat! Shit...look at this place! I'm so sorry we took you here. You're ok and we all knew it. We just can't deal with a relapse..." he looked like he was about to cry.
"Ohhhh sweetie it's ok, please don't cry! Sign papers to get me out instead!" He laughed at me and did what I asked. 
"I was going to come here today anyway, to visit you as soon as I could. But this? This is better." He signed the papers and then held me tight. I smiled against him chest. He got me to look at him and then kissed me. I tried to kiss back with as much passion, but it just wasn't there for him. As much as I hated to say it, I could only love Andy.
"I know...but it's ok. I don't care," CC said, like he was reading my thoughts.
"Let's just go! I can't be here any longer! Bye Sarah! Thank you for the help!" And we walked away. We sat in the front together, but the engine didn't start.
"Whaaatttt?" I whined. I wanted to get home. The bus, with everyone I loved, was home now.
"You know what!" He poked my ribs, like I did his last night. I smiled but soon frowned again.
"I love Andy...but look what the fucker did! You saw what it was like in there! I was terrified!" He caressed my cheek and smiled.
"You guys are meant to be. You'll be back together before you know it," he said with a grin.
"Yeah? I don't know if I want that...at least for a while."
"It'll happen when it happens, my love. But you're mine till then!" He laughed the last part and started to tickle me.
"Haha no stop! Haha stop! Haha... oh god I hate being tickled! I think..." He laughed at me and started the car. The drive back was silent. But we were holding hands the whole was. All this did was make me miss Andy. My Andy...

Andy's POV:

"We're back!" CC yelled into the bus. We?!
"Where is she?!" I shouted.
"'She' has a name. And you know it well," she said, bitterness making each word sting.
"I'm sorry...I tried to back out of this!"
"I know. My boyfriend told me," she said coldly. But I could see the hurt and regret in her eyes. Her 'boyfriend' shook his head.
"Why don't we go for a walk?" He suggested to 'his' girlfriend. She was mine...
"Ok! Why not?" She giggled as they walked away. When they got outside, I couldn't stop myself from running at them and tackling CC. I grabbed Kat and pinned her against the bus.
"You're mine," I growled.
"No Andy!" She cried. I could see the conflict in her face. She was meant to be mad at me, but she didn't want to be.
"Yes Kat," CC mumbled, getting off the floor and brushing himself off.
"Sorry man... You ok?" I asked him.
"Yeah don't worry!" He laughed it off and kissed her on the cheek.
"Let's just break up. This wasn't real. You know that. So let's just get you back with Andy. Go on a date or something. And if you still 'hate' him then you don't have to be with him. Simple." He smiled at me and walked away.
"You going to ask?" She spat.
"Will you go on a date with me?" I whispered. The answer terrified me either way.
"Yes," she muttered. She didn't seem too happy about it. But I didn't care.
"Let's go back inside yeah?" I suggested.
"I'll do what I want, when I want..."
"Ok."
We were gonna work out. I knew it.