Mum grabbed my arm and basically dragged me to the car"
"JUSTIN BIEBER I AM VERY DISSAPOINTED IN YOU!" She screamed as she slid into the front seat
"DO YOU KNOW HOW EMBARRASING THAT WAS?! TO HAVE TO STOP IN THE MIDDLE OF A FACEBOOK CONVERSATION WITH YOUR FATHER AND TELL HIM 'OH SORRY I HAVE TO GO AND PICK OUR SON UP FROM THE POLICE STATION BECAUSE HES AND IDIOT"
"You shouldnt even have facebook" I muttered under my breath
"EXCUSE ME?!" I shook my head
"nothing.."
"I HOPE YOU ATE DINNER BEFORE YOU LEFT RYANS BECAUSE YOU ARE GOING STRAIGHT TO BED WHEN YOU GET HOME!" She pulled out of the parking lot and started driving home
"I AM SO ASHAMED OF YOU JUSTIN!" I had my eyes fixed on my shoe laces,
"so.. will you drop me off at the mental hospital tomorrow?" I asked raising an eyebrow
"YOU BET I WILL! I DONT WANT TO SEE YOU! YOU BELONG IN A MENTAL HOSPITAL IF YOU THOUGHT YOU WOULD GET AWAY WITH THAT!" I looked back down
"Can i just have an apple or anything? because im starving" I said rubbing my stomach
"NO! YOU CAN EAT IN THE MORNING!" we pulled up our drive way and stormed out of the car and unlocked the front door,
"GET IN THERE AND GO TO BED" she shoved me, i agreed and made my way upstairs, there was no point arguing, i was already in trouble, mega trouble. I heard my mobile vibrate on my side table, "what?" I said as it was ryan,
"did you get caught?!" He whispered into the phone
"Yes i got caught, thanks for being there to help me out guys, really appreciated it" i sarcastically added before handing up and throwing my phone against the wall. I threw myself onto my bed, pulled the covers over my head and just went to sleep.
"YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES TO GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUT OF BED AND GET READY TO GO TO YOUR FIRST DAY OF COMUNITY SERIVCE" Mum yelled banging on my door, i looked over at my alarm clock to see it was 9:20am, i pulled myself out of bed and walked to the bathroom (still half asleep) I got changed into some jeans and a top before fixing up my hair all after having a shower. I made my way down stairs, looking refreshed as ever,
"I hope you like oats" Mum said pushing a bowl towards me, i screwed up my face
"I think ill skip on breakfast" I said pushing the bowl away
"your choice, now get in the car, you dont want to be late and add more time on now do you?!" she walked passed me and out the front door,
"this should be a fun ride" I said to myself sarcasticly before following her.
"ill be here to pick you up when your finished, you will not be late, got that?!" I nodded
"i still cant believe you did it" she went on as she pulled out the driveway.
"it was a dare mum.. let it go" I said leaning my head up against the window
"a dare?! from ryan?! after i drop you off i am calling his parents" I shot a look at her
"It wasnt only him, chaz was also responsible" I couldnt care less if they got in trouble right now, they left me there, stranded.
"get out" Mum said once we had reached the outside of the mental hospital,
"love you too mum" I said as i stepped out the car, she sped off without even saying goodbye. I opened the doors to Atlanta's Mental Hospital and the smell of emptiness hit my nose instantly.You know that smell, where it smells like no one really lives here? There's not a personal scent. Just the smell of paint and rubber gloves. It was as loud as a normal hospital would be, clattering and what not.
I made my way to the front desk, where a girl that didn't look any old than I, was busy writing down forms and stapling sheets together.
"Uhuhmm," I cleared my throat, and with that she looked up, startled.
"Right, uhm, sorry, how may I help you?" she stuttered.
"I'm here for my job... And uhm, community service or something, I don't know," I replied.
"Name?" she asked.
"Justin... Uhm, Justin Bieber," I stated.
"OOHH! your the new kid! we were all looking foward to meeting you" i smiled
"id wipe that smile off your face though.." she looked through some folders before pulling one out
"ahh here you are, Justin bieber, room 30B" she flicked it open
"oh your patients Tara.. good luck with her buddy" She handed it to me, i must admit i was slightly confused.
the elivator doors opened and i went in to see two nurses standing there holding their clip borads
"shes a real nut job that one" one of them said obviously talking about a patient
"but arent they all?" they laughed as i reached my floor and walked into the hallway to try and find room 30B, i knocked on the door
"NOBODYS IN HERE!" I heard a female voice yell from the other side of the door, I opened it slowly
"Didnt you hear me?!" she once again said,
"um.. Tara?" i asked looking at the name on the front of the folder
"how do you know my name?!" she asked, i couldnt see her anywhere
"im your new nurse- i mean doctor- i mean.. im your new gardian? well for 4 months anyways" I turned to see a girl who looked about my age sitting on a chair with her hands folded in her lap, her hair was in a braid down the side, and her eyes were as blue as the sea.
"im Justin" I put out my hand for a handshake but she just looked me up and down, she was stubborn and i dont work well with stubborn people.
"basically im here to take care of you" she chuckled
"take CARE of me?! nobody actually cares for me, you can just leave like they all do" she looked back down at her hands.
"look, i hate to break it to you but i might actually care if you just give me a chance" she signed.
"well then, lets see what your in here for" I said flipping open the folder
NAME: Tara Aduro
GENDER: Female
ADDRESS: 61 Pasely Avenue
INDENTITY NO.: 51007
MARITAL STATUS: Single
DATE OF ADMISSION: November 25th, 2011.
DATE OF REFERRAL: N/A
MEDICAL HISTORY: Suicide attempt: bottle of ambien, aspirin and a bottle of alcohol.
CURRENT MEDICAL TREATMENT: Borderline personality disorder, Avoidant, Schizotypal, Obsessive-Compulsive, Depression, unusual eating habits.
I was shocked
"youve been in here since november 2011?! but its July 2012?! youve basically been here 8 months" she chuckled
"Good job idiot, you can count," she replied sarcastically, waving her arms around, thats when i noticed scars and cuts along her wrists, i looked back at her folder to see she was suicidle
"what are the scars from" I said sitting down next to her
"Battle" she said playing with her hand
"Battle? a Battle with who?" I asked a little curious
"with myself" she said in almost a whisper
"You took a bottle of ambien, aspirin and alcohol..." she looked up at me and screwed her face
"i dont think i want to talk to some random guy that walks into my room and claims hes my gardian about that" i nodded
"Your right, maybe when we get to know each other better" she laughed
"nobody gets to know me.. nobody"
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