One Hundred Sleepless Nights

"Sam, Rachel is ready for you now." The nurse said with a sweet smile

I smiled back "Okay."

I got up and followed her to Rachel's office. When we got there she turned to look at me. "Good luck sweet heart." She looked at me kindly "You don't belong in here. I hope you get home to your daughter soon."

I smiled and thanked her for her kind words. I'm glad someone else besides me thinks I don't belong in here. I mean I may be depressed, but I don't think I'm mentally instable.

I took a step into the office and was greeted by Rachel "Hello, Samantha. Please tak a seat." I took a seat in the chair and immediatelyI started to twiddle with my hands. Rachel placed her hands on mind "Don't be nervous. You shouldn't be nervous."

"I shouldn't be nervous." I replied to her bluntly still staring down at my hands. "This meeting will dictate wether or not I get to see my daughter again." I paused and looked into Rachel's eyes "So I have every right to be nervous."

Rachel's face faltered for a second. She looked slightly.....guilty. But why would she be guilty. She did nothing wrong, she's just doing her job.

She threw me a fake smile "I just have to ask you a few questions okay." I nodded my head and told her to continue "Okay so have you ever been abusive to Michelle?"

"What? No, of course not." I reply

She jotted something down before continuing "Have you ever resented Michelle? "

"No!"

"I mean you had her at such a young age." Rachel looked into my eyes "Do you feel she ruined your life any?"

"I said no!" I growled slightly angry "You asked me that yesterday and I gave you the same damn answer. I love my daughter. Yes I had her at a young age but that dosen't change anything. So stop asking me that."

"I'm sorry, It's protocal to repeat questions." Rachel whispers to me as she wrote only God knows what on the paper.

I sigh "It's fine. You're just doing your job."

"Okay, moving on." she looked up from the paper "Do you ever think about suicide?"

I was taken back slightly. I mean she jumped from talking about Michelle to freaking suicide. I mean I guess i should have known this question was coming. But nontheless it still suprised me.

"No, I've never thogut about it." I replied not sure if that was the full truth.

I mean when Frenchi threatened to take Michelle away from me I was thinking hard about suicide. But I still didn't exactly want to die. I just didn't want tol live my life without Michelle in it.

"Please don't lie Sam." Rachel said quite bluntly "I mean I can see the scars on your arms."

I felt that Rachel was being unprofessional with her questions and staements. Almost like she's trying to convince me that I'm crazy.

"No, I don't think about suicide." I spat at her "They're self-harm scars yes. But I never wanted to kill myself."

"Knowone self-harms unless they want to die." She says sounding annoyed "So what makes you any different?"

"Because everyone is unique. Everyone's not the same." I look down trying to hold back tears "About half a year ago my fiance had a girlfriend. She tried to blackmail me into leaving my daughter. She tried to make me give her guardianship of my daughter. I felt so low because I thought there was nothing I could do." I looked into her eyes "And thatks why I cut."

"Frenchi!" Rachel sighed before crumbling up my evaluation paper. She threw it in the trash. "It was Frenchi wasn't it."

"Y-yeah!" i gasped "How did you....."

Rachel cut me off "She's the one who filled the complaint. She's literally got like a huge revenge plot set for you and Mike."

I sat there flabergasted. Frenchi's bitch ass is the reason I'm in this hell hole. She tried to take me away from Michelle again.

"Wait......is she why Mike's in jail?" I questioned getting a nod from her in return "That bitch!"

"Yeah, and I'm ashamed of myself for even going along with her plan this far." She looked at me apologetically "I'm truly sorry. You're free to go. Be with your daughter, you're really a great mom."

I got up out the chair and gave her a hug "Thank you!"

"You are more than welcome." she smiled. I turned to walk out the door when she called out to me "Sam!"

"Yes!"

"Be careful!" she warned me "Frenchi's got a lot of connections and she crazed for revenge."

"Okay!"

I walk out of her office and out of the building. That crazy bitch has ruined my life more than once. I'm tired of her shit and she's gonna get what she deserves.

Frenchi you better watch out. There's about to be another crazy bitch in town.

Her names Samantha Brown


And I'm going crazy

Notes

I hope you guys like this chapter. I enjoyed writing it.

Sam's gong crazy guys 0_0 I since trouble

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