Nobody's Hero

I sat in the psychologic ward of the hospital, waiting. Waiting for someone to show up and pick me up. I had to be signed out downstairs, and someone would call and I would leave.

But that call never came. "Addisan, do you know who is supposed to pick you up?" my therapist asked, holding a mug in her hand.

"I think my brother, but I'm not sure," I admitted. I doubt Andy was going to come and pick me up. After what had just happened, the last person I expect to show up is Andy. Soon though, the phone rang and Andrea, my therapist, answered it. She turned to me and looked at me with a smile.

"Someone signed you out," she smiled. I stood up and walked over to the door, removing one hand from my hoodie pocket to turn the doorknob, slowly walking downstairs..not knowing who is here to pick me up. I cracked the door to the waiting room open, scanning the room, looking for someone that could possibly be picking me up from this hellhole.

When I turned my head all the way to the right, I was completely shocked to see who was sitting in that corner.

Ashley.

I looked at him and he was still very much interested with what was going on with his phone. I cleared my throat and looked at him. He didn't even make eye contact with me, he slid right past me and through the door. I rolled my eyes and followed him. Jake's car was sitting outside and Ashley opened the back door and lifted up a pile of blankets. "Get in. But stay down low," he growled at me.

I don't know what his problem is, better yet, I never know what his problem is. I practically sat on the floor of the car, the blankets covering me as Jake zoomed away from the hospital and towards what I was guessing the house.

At first, I was wondering why I was hiding.. but after a while of thinking, I finally realized it. And I wondered, how are they going to get me in the house.. not acting suspicious.

I let the thought slip out of my head, and I just tried to relax. Or, at least I tried to relax as much as I could with the knot forming in my stomach.

I have to go back to the house. Back to the house Andy told me never to come back to. I can't even think about what happened back at the hospital. I don't even want this stupid fucking bracelet on my wrist. I don't deserve it. He clearly doesn't want to have anything to do with me, and I don't want to have anything to do with him, so I might as well get rid of the stupid thing.


"Are we almost there?" I asked, throwing my head back onto the seat.

"Shut the fuck up," Ashley whispered. He was such a fucking asshole, but I just shut up, I didn't feel like fighting and I know Jake didn't want to sit here while we fought.

About ten minutes later, I peeked out of the blanket to see we were in a garage. The door opened and Jake helped me out. "We have a garage?"

He chuckled. "Yeah, Addie, we do." I walked into the house to see all the blinds drawn. It was really dark apart from the sliding back door that was slightly cracked open, a wiff of fresh tobacco coming through the crack. "Just go to your room."

I obliged and walked up the steps and walked into my room.

Empty.

Nothing was in there. None of my stuff. And I knew for a fact that no one was going to Austin's to get my stuff. I sat on the mattress that was on the floor and looked at the wall.

Nothing exciting was going to be happening, due to the fact that I was probably going to be stuck in this house for awhile.

I was lost in my own thoughts and was soon taken out of them by a slamming of the door and a stomping up the steps.

The door busted open to reveal Andy. "What are you doing here?" he growled.

"I was brought here.." I trailed off.

"Whatever Addisan," he shook his head. "Fuck you."

I didn't understand him. I laid back on the bed and looked at the ceiling now.

But, I soon heard screaming.


Oh, wonderful.

Notes

this is short and shitty.

sorry.

it came really fast because I have really bad writer's block rn.

but yeah.

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