We're All Crooked Young

-Two Weeks Later- I curled up into my small twin sized bed and breathed in the oddly familiar scent of plastic and cleaning products. I opened my eyes and looked around and saw the usual four plain walls and plain pale floor.





Every since that last day in the hospital , they discharged me and sent me to a rehabilitation/ mental institution for my apparent suicidal injuries plus my drug addiction. I got up and stretched my aching, sore limbs and ran my fingers through my greasy hair.






I gagged in distaste and quickly got up and went into the bathroom. I hopped in the shower and washed my body and hair and got out all squeaky clean . I wiped the fog from the mirror and brushed my teeth and hair and washed my face.








My fingers started to twitch weirdly and tighten up and I breathed in deep. I dried off and walked back into the room and slipped on the uniform known as a plain white tshirt with long plain white cotton pants and crocs . I cringed as my body filled the hideous attire.. It's no drop dead I can tell you that.






I heard the siren and I breathed in deep. As usual , I walked out the room and saw others all walking to the cafeteria , same as me. I hurriedly went to my table near the bar sealed window and put my head down. Withdrawal was being a bitch right now and I didn't want to blow up on anyone.





Suddenly , I heard someone sit down and I didn't bother to look up because the sweet smell of berries gave me the hint that it was her. "Good morning Oli" Arlet exclaimed.







I slowly looked up and I forced out a smile. All her hair was basically either thinned out or gone. The medicine rack she was hooked up to , was constantly pumping her treatment medicine in her. Her small fingers rested on my forearm.







She's been visiting me from her ward almost every day and while it's helping. . My mood swings from my withdrawal have been toxic. "Arlet. . I'm code red right now. I don't think you should be so close ..." I whispered and she bit down on her lip. "You were just code blue yesterday after your session and our walk to the lake?" She questioned sounding concerned.






"I know. .. but I'm really irritated right now .. not because of you .. you know how it is . " I whispered as the cafeteria started to fill up. "Well you still need to eat. " She chimed pushing me a bowl of brown sugar oatmeal and a green apple with a bottle of orange juice. "I'm not that hungry " I groaned.







"Yes you are. Now eat. " She purred motherly and put the spoon in the oatmeal and tried to feed me some. I was about to object when those huge blue eyes pouted back at me. I hesitantly opened my mouth as the food tainted my tongue. My stomach grumbled for more as she kept feeding me.










I find it amazing how everyday she gets sicker , yet she's here taking care of me. After a while , all the food was gone and I was full. "Aren't you eating anything? " I questioned. "Oh yea , Ricky is taking me out tonight. I'll be back by morning for our daily lake walk." She purred happily.






We both looked down to look at her ring gleaming in the sunlight of this early morning. "How's everyone? " I questioned. I haven't seen anyone but Arlet these past two weeks.






"Well All of your British lads are constantly asking about you. I talked to your parents and Tom and they said they are counting the days until you come home and they miss you. Austin has been constantly trying to come see you but things keep getting in the way . Your puppy misses you the most though. ." She giggled at the end and I smiled softly.







"Yeah , Oscar has always been the softy type .. " I trailed off reminiscing memories. "Your label told the press and fans that you went on a vacation to India with your family for a period of unknown time and won't be able to contact anyone. " She whispered and I bit my lip.







"I doubt my fans will believe that but .. yeah" I whispered. We sat there admiring the silence until the siren rang again and I breathed deeply. "I'm so tired of this routine everyday. .. " I growled and she nodded. "You have two more weeks left and that's it. You'll be out of here. You've been passing all your drug tests right? " She questioned. I nodded and she smiled.








"You'll have a better life for this .. I promise. You'll look back on these days and know that it made you a better person. . " she cooed sweetly and I smiled. We both got up and I hugged her softly breathing in her scent.






"Have a good session. " She purred happily. "Have a good night with Ricky. " I whispered whole heartedly. We both smiled as we went our separate ways . As I walked out the cafeteria , I looked back to see Arlet coughing up blood again. Even from a distance. . I could see that it was a lot of blood .








I bit my lip and walked to my session. I walked in to the usual six blue chairs in a circle and I sat down as well as the others . The doctor came in and sat down. . After his whole speech about how everything we say to him is confidential ... I blocked him out.








I've heard this all before and I grew bored. I was pulled out of my thoughts with everyone looking at me and I breathed in deep. "Hi ... I'm Oliver Sykes and I tried to kill myself by overdosing and cutting .. I'm also a drug addict. " I mumbled .











Two weeks couldn't fly by quick enough. ..

Notes

Here's another update. Because I'm going to be SO busy today. But I think they should stay friends . I know you think they should be together but why should love end in tragedy? Also. .. I have a bunch of things up my sleeve. Stay tuned (; I love you all. GIVE FEED BACK. I love to hear your opinions ♡ -CrookedYoung ♡ ♡ ♡