Mentally and Physically [Part 7]

I was depressed, alone, and most of all... suicidal. This place not only changed me, it gave me no meaning to live. I was actually threatening to kill myself. I had the dagger against my throat getting ready to pull it across my neck when Dawn came in.

"Misty! What are you doing!?" she yelled as she swiped it out of my hand
"Trying to get out of here the easy way!" I screamed in response

Those words... Those words that Dawn said to me when I first met her... Those words that I thought I would never say. What happened to me? I thought I didn't belong here... Maybe Daisy and Lilly were right about my *problems*...

"Misty... Don't do what I did. I know this place changes you, but you have to embrace it." she said
"I can't handle it here anymore! This place doesn't help you with your problems, it actually GIVES you problems.." I cried out to her

This place was slowly killing me... Ash is gone, his friends think I'm crazy, and now Dawn thinks I'm crazy...  I just didn't want to be here anymore...

                  WITH ASH...

"Ash, why is that girl in a mental hospital?" Iris asked

"She was accused of being suicidal... but she's not." he said with a glare in eyes

"Then why don't you bail her out?" Cilan asked

"I don't decide it. It's not like jail, it's a hospital... I'm afraid that she'll never get out of that place." he responded while clenching his fist

"Do you want to go back? We can if we want to..." 

He broke down... tears started to pour down his face and he pulled his hair out of frustration.

"Please... I need to make sure she's o-okay." he cried

"I already lost someone else... someone... that I loved. I can't lose my best friend..." he said

Flashback...

 

I was still in my room with Dawn... I was determined to get that dagger back. So I tackled her for it. I grabbed it right out of her hand and pointed it my way. Dawn was yelling at me... Telling me that it's not the right thing to do. I didn't care. Who wants me? Oh that's right, NO ONE. I had the knife right in the center of my chest preparing for the worst. That's when a doctor walked in. He tried to grab the knife, but I slapped him and ran out of my room. I knew that if they caught me, I'd be in trouble... So I kept running. The guards near front door caught my arm, but I strangled free. I ran out with the guards chasing me. I was running... I wanted to end things before I got caught, so I got the knife... and started cutting my wrist. It hurt, but it didn't hurt as much as being in that place. The guards stopped running out of exhaustion and let me run. So I did...

I was free. Free of doctors. Free...

I kept running til all I could see behind me was the road and trees. I tripped and cut my self with the knife on accident, but I kept walking. I kept walking til I couldn't even walk. I had stabbed myself in my leg. I fell to the ground and just laid there. It was a small cut, but it was kinda deep. As soon as I laid down, a car came down the road passing me by. It quickly stopped making a loud screeching sound. Who would want to save me? 

I couldn't see, my vision was blurry... and to top it off, it was dark and cold outside.

But I knew who it was. It was Ash... He came back for me? 

"Mist!? Oh no... What happened?" he yelled 

I couldn't speak... All I could do was show him the knife I had in my hand. He looked at me then looked away. He looked disappointed, like I failed him. I did, but I never wanted to. 

"Hold on Mist, I'm gonna bring you to the emergency."

"I-I d-don't want to go b-back." I mumbled 

"O-Okay, we're not gonna go back there." he responded back

If you don't speak Spanish, it says

"Our paths crossed that day... and since then, they never divided.

TO BE CONTINUED...