Something A Bit Diffrent

Part 10

  I heard her leave so I decided to get out. I couldn't feel my body it felt like I wasn't me but someone else. Then I heard her.

I didn't turn around and began to crawl faster a couple of seconds I got up and started to run. I didn't mind the pain. I just wanted to leave. I felt a pain in my leg then a trickle of blood came down my leg. *BANG-BANG* I knew her plan. She was going to shot me to death.

  I finally reached the back door and hurriedly opened the door. I knew he was going to come out. I felt a bit dizzy and my vision was coming and going. I was soon outside and screaming out for bloody murder.

  I saw the lights turn on from the other houses. Some opened their windows and doors. "Call 9-1-1." I heard someone yelled. "She's bleeding and has been shot! We heard the shot remember!" Said another.

I felt someone grab my body. I started to scream and kick. "Stay away! Get away from!" The person didn't listen to me. The person turned me around and it was a tall man. He was wearing a police uniform. "Take my mom away! Why are you here?"

  The man spoke to his walkie-talkie. More cops came to me. I tried to bit the man but he kept on moving. I soon didn't feel my body. I knew he came out. I could see what he was doing but I couldn't stop him.

  It was like a movie that was going on. The voice was stronger here. They acted like it was normal for me to be here. "Stop! Please don't hurt them!" He didn't listen to me. He never did but I knew why. He was here to protect me and make sure I was fine and safe.

•~ Next day •~

I saw that I was strapped in a bed. "Hello! Is anyone there?" Nothing was said. I started to cry. My throat was soon hurting and I was soon brought to reality. I'm still stuck in hell. I left prison just to be met another prison.

  I then heard the door open. I saw a doctor with a clipboard and pen. "Please, help me get out. I don't belong here." He looked at me sympathetically. "It's okay. You're safe here. We will bring you to a different area so you feel a bit better."

  "Why am I here?" He looked at me trying to decide if he should say something. "You were attacking people when they went towards you. This is just temporary so you don't have to worry." Then the thought of my mother hit me. "What about my mother and my...  my brother is he dead?" He looked through his papers and looked at me. "Your mother is going to court for her crimes and you're brother... you're brother is dead. I'm sorry."

The color of my face disappeared. The words kept swirling in my head. 'You're brother is dead'. He didn't deserve that I should be the dead one, not him. He had his whole life ahead of him and our mother crushed it to pieces.

  "What's her sentence?" He gave me a confused look. "What is her punishment that she is going to get." He placed his hand on mine. "She will be sent to prison her whole life without parole." I nodded and I was fairly content with the answer knowing my mother wouldn't be able to get out ever.

•~ Present time •~

"That's what happened and you already know the rest on how I left and went to Miss Lou's house." He got up from his seat and gave me a hug. It took me a second to register what was happing but I soon hugged back.

  "You are so strong to keep on fighting. You just don't know how to control the people." I looked at him confused. "I can control them when they come?" He shook his head yes. "The one you thought protected you, he no longer comes because you stop him. That's why." I started to cry happy tears. He gave me a napkin to wipe my tears.

  He went back to sit down. I felt so different that day. I knew that this secret I pent up over a few years it helped to finally tell someone. I felt someone tap my shoulder it was one of the nurses. "You have a visitor named Idila. Do you know them?" Oh God, it was her. Why did she have to come here when I was finally in a good place. "Yes, I know her." She nodded and went to the front desk to call Idila.

  I saw come here with such a confident posture. Not once has she ever been seen weak or in a bad place. She saw the person next to me and glared at them. She belongs here more than me. I don't understand how she even left. That fucking manipulating bitch.

My therapist saw her and looked at me. "Finally got your self a visitor. Don't worry I will go." Then he left without a single hesitation. Then she came. She took off her sunglass and gave me a look of hatred. "Be glad I can't say bad shit here that will make your situation worse." "Idila please, not here, not right now where I'm in a stable place. Remember when you told me you would leave. Go, now I'm in a great place mentally and i dont need you here ruining it." She gave me a glare that sent chills down my spine.

  "I knew you might say that so here you go. That's what you have to do. Don't say anything because i can fucking squash you like a little bug." I started to shake i didn't want to do her dirty work but I knew she could do horrible things. I just nodded, grabbed the note and then soon left. Not wanting to her anymore. I know I should be doing this but I have nothing left and no one would really care.