Sad Dream

Kaya's POV


I woke up again in the same room, same white boring walls, same plain bed. The blinds of my window were closed but there was a little bit of sunshine passing through.

I sat up in my bed, i looked at my bandages which covered my extremely pale skinned arms. I hated the horrible clothes they wanted me to wear, a plain white sweater and some white pyjama pants with pink details all over it.

My room consisted of a bed, a small desk, a night stand, a small and not filled closet all white and boring. I will never understand it, we're in a fucking mental hospital, why is everything needs to be so depressing.
I quickly got up and headed to the bathroom section of my room, only "recovering" patients can have a bathroom. I wasn't recovering but I wasn't showing the pain either. I looked in the mirror at my pale face and splashed water all over it.

I took a towel and whipped my face, I put my hair in a messy bun not caring about the way I looked. It was breakfast time so my "room alarm" rang telling me to meet the rest of the patients in the hospital's cafeteria.

I got out of my room with a natural fake smile to meet with the only friend I have in this shit hole mental hospital. Why was I here? That's probably because I was a bulimic self-harmed suicidal drug addict, maybe.

I walked through the crowded corridor, some patients were screaming, some were actually dying, the nurses were running everywhere like every morning. It has been more than two months that I'm "living" here, if you can call that living.

I entered into the cafeteria to see Grace waiting in a table for me, her plate was full of food, she was anorexic. Her face lit up when she saw me. She was here way before me, a year I think.
I came and sat in front of her, she handed me an apple, she wasn't like everyone, she really wanted to help me not like the rest who just pretends. I look into her eyes which was usually filled with sadness but this time there was a hint joy.

"What are you so happy about?" I asked her.

"We're gonna have visitors Kaya!" She smiled cheerfully.

Visitors? We've never had visitors before.

"Who are they?" Suddenly her smile spread wider on her face.

"The members of One Direction!" She almost squealed.

"One Direction?" I looked at her with an interrogating look.

"Don't tell me you don't know them!" She grabbed my arm squeezing it a little too hard.

"First, i don't know them and second leave my arm alone, it does actually hurts" I giggle.

"Don't you ever listen to music?! One Direction is the biggest actual boy-band in the world!"

"I'm not the boy-band type of girl" I sigh.

"You won't be saying this when you'll meet them" she smiled.

"If you say so, when are they coming?"

"This afternoon, I can't wait!"

I didn't know who One Direction was but if seeing them makes Grace happy then I was happy too. She went through so much in her life and she wasn't mental like the rest of this hospital, she was just broken and sad. No one cared about her until me.

We talked for another half hour until the nurses told us to go back to our room. I slowly walked through the corridor again, this time I was kind of happy, for the first time in two months something was going to happen.

I was so bored of the everyday routine. But I needed to act like everything was fine with everyone, I needed to get out of here.

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