A voice clears, interrupting the silence, indicating someone has joined me in my room. Seeing as though only two people ever come to visit I chop it up to the latter, without even a peak. Raising my head I give Taylor the best greeting I could muster.
"Stop frowning at me it isn't very becoming, and this isn't the highlight of my day either," Taylor sighs and holds the cup of pills directly in my face, "If you still ate pudding I could've mashed these up."
"How thoughtful of you," I murmur mostly to myself, "Taylor in some hospitals the patient will be kicked out if they refuse their medicine."
"Oh really? well, here in the great Chicago we would much rather strap you down and force it down your throat."
I grab the pill cup and lift it to my lips. From the corner of my eye, I watch Taylor and wait until he blinks to spit out the horse tranquilizer. Of course, that's not what it is but it does work like one. After taking it within ten minutes I'm sleeping like a baby. I have never had issues with sleeping if my body isn't aching- so I am very aware that they are using me as a test dummy for these new pills and medicine. Dr. Hark must've taken one too many to the head trying to slip this into my daily regimen again.
"Alright, talk to me," Taylor says sitting in the chair next to my bed, "Oh sorry- I"
"It's fine Taylor, I don't know what to talk about- my classes?"
"Hell must be freezing over," He walks over towards the window and lets out a long sigh, "I thought I had seen a pig fly by."
I roll my eyes so hard I could feel them in the back of my head. He is so corny. I wonder what type of child I was to laugh at these corny jokes and eat pudding. I must've been extremely troubled.
"I have an idea, come with me to one more room then we will hit the cafe and we can people watch. It'll be fun just like old times."
"I don't know..."
''Come on what's holding you back?"
Watching people get to leave. Fooling myself into thinking that I could ever be one of those people who get to walk out that door and never look back. Every time I start to think about it I have to stop myself because there is no sense in hoping for the impossible. There is also no sense in just sitting around moping about how life is unfair, and if Taylor is right about only one thing it's that people-watching is a hell of a lot of fun.
"Fine," I say standing to my feet, "but I am not wearing a mask."
"I would never make you wear the mask... Dr. Hark on the other hand."
"Dr. Hark isn't my father."
Taylor sighs most likely regretting his idea. For a man of his height and stature, you would think he wouldn't be afraid of a man like Hark, but it seems like everyone is cautious around him. He is one of the youngest Doctors is his division, and he tends to watch people like a creep. Which I observed by watching him.
"Would you at least carry-"
"No."
"*Sigh* What happened to that sweet child?... Evil girl."