The Basket Case Mind Of A Deranged Woman, chapter 6
okay, here is chapter six!
Second Sign of Love
burning down deep inside of me was Derek's face. I keep on imagining his eyes, haunting me for what I did, dare I speak of it. Every time that Billie Joe looked at me, I wanted to disappear of sink down in my chair or hide under the table. Whenever I looked into Billie Joe's eyes, I saw Derek in him. What could I of been thinking? What made me give in?
I thought that I loved Derek, but I loved Billie Joe also. I knew that Derek and I could never be. I knew that if there was Billie Joe and Piper, I would feel as if Derek was still alive, watching me and feeling anger towards me.
Billie Joe reminded me of Derek so much that it was almost unnatural for someone to be so identical. And I thought that Derek was an original.
I tried to avoid Billie Joe's eyes, but I just couldn't. He looked at me longingly for my love and compassion. Was this the love that I wanted? I questioned everything about my decision to love Billie Joe. I even questioned if Billie Joe loved me or not? But I already knew that he did. His confession to me the other day was the inner workings of his corrupted mind, telling me that he would love me and only me, and no-one else but me for as long as he lived.
The quilt burned up inside of me. Telling me that this wasn't right. But love is right, why was this so different than loving Derek?
That day, Billie Joe presented me with a gift. It was a journal. He had made it in crafts class eariler. It was a hard-cover, blank paged book, which he added a black cloth around it with embroidered hearts on the spine. On the inside cover, he had written somthing, it read:
two hearts will become one.
For my love for you will never be broken.
You are my one and only love.
And you complete my life.
Set my spirit free,
it's the only way to be.
It was really beautiful. I hugged and kissed him thank you. I felt tears coming on, but I held them back until Billie left the room. I opened up to the first page and started to write.
"Dear journal,
I have found my answer. I love Billie Joe and he loves me. But will that love last, you ask? Oh course it will. Though I still have deep feelings for Derek, I cannot grieve over him for the rest of my life.
Love,
Piper.
Okay, that was a little short, but twas chapter six. Love you all, Natalia!
hello there again. Danielle is back! Well, just for today...yeah...but so this is chapter seven. I have had writer's block the past few weeks so I haven't been writing, but I was just reading Friends Forever and decided I was in the writing mood again so....here goes!
Middlingly In Love
the next morning, I was just so up beat and happy. I had a freakishly large smile on my face and the corners of my mouth did that thing where they almost reach my ears. I haven't been this happy since the day before the accident.
But when I looked over to Billie Joe's bed, he wasn't there. I looked all around the room and couldn't find him. I pounded on the door, hoping that the guard would hear, and sure enough, he did. He came and unlocked the door and told me to quite it down but I had to ask him.
"Where's Billie Joe?"
"He's been moved to a new room. He went parading around the halls last night. Now go back into your room and get ready for bathing time." he said and began to close the door but I put my foot out in front of it.
"Will he have the same schedule as me?" I asked.
"Yes, for now."
For now? What? What was so bad about roaming around the halls that he would be punished like that?
So I did as the guard said and gathered my towel and other stuff that I needed. The nurse walked me down to the bathing room and filled the bathtub for me. But I did not see billie joe there.
The nurse stepped out of the room and she brought back Billie Joe. YAY!!! she went back out and billie joe came over by me. He leaned over the tub and looked deep into my eyes.
"I was just wondering around the halls....looking for the guard." he said finally.
"Why would you be looking for the guard, Billie Joe? Do you want to get caught?"
"No. I wanted to find condoms." I had a confused look on my face and I couldn't stutter a word.
"The guard and the nurse that are in charge of us are lovers. They go into the custodians room almost every night and..." and he made the hand jester that looked like he was hammering a nail into his chest.
"Do you have to put it so crudely?" I asked giggling.
"Ha. Yeah well, why don't we lock the door?"
"Why? What are you going to do?" I asked, suspiciously.
"Just...well- I got what I went looking for last night." he said as his eyes twitched.. I just laughed and shook my head. He locked the door and took off his clothes. He climbed in my tub, very uncomfortably I might add. He put his arm around me and looked into my eyes like a child staring at a lollipop. He kissed my cheek and pulled back to stare into my eyes once more.
"I heart you." he said.
"I heart you too." I replied, giggling.
He pulled my legs so that the crossed over him and he crawled over me. He kissed me deeply and heavily. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled away. Then he tried to give me a "hickey" on my chest, right below my neck. By now, his whole body was on top of me. We heard a pounding on the door and figured that it was the nurse. Billie Joe quickly got into his tub. The nurse struggled to open the door, but eventually got it.
"Billie Joe, don't lock the door on me." she said rather calmly. But Billie didn't reply. He just sat there in his tub, playing around with a yellow rubber duck. Now, I have to admit it: he is a good actor. He's been playing crazy the whole year and a half that he's been here, just to stay out of juvenile jail. He was good at this. Maybe if he didn't play crazy he could get out of here. I pondered this thought until I couldn't anymore. I don't think that there is a way that he could get out of here without being sent to juvenile hall.
Later that day, they changed Billie Joe's schedule and his room again. He was now in a different building and far away from me. It's not fair! He is perfectly fine with me. It's not like he would hurt me, he's not even crazy. But I forget that they don't know that. They don't know anything, so how could they determine who is crazy or not?
Okay, twas chapter six. Now I must admit that I have not been writing lately. I just don't have much time anymore. It is almost the end of the school year and I will be going to Croatia (yes, where Dujo and Josipa live!) in June and will not be back until July and then I'm going to New York in August. And, OH MY GOD! I am so happy that the new GSB is finally here!!!!!!! I'm so excited for it! But, as of right now, my cable connection is not working....meaning that I can't get on the internet or AIM and I can't download songs! Oh poo, it;s getting me depressed just typing it. I miss you all deeply! I will be back on GSB once we call the Dell people and have them fix our computer or connection or whatever...I'm not even allowed to just go onto GSB to submit this story, but once my connection is back up, I will be writing again. I am trying to fit in chapter 10 before I go on vacation, but we will have to see....Bye!
Love,
Natalia :)
okay, internet still broken! I'm so sorry guys. I have been getting people asking when the story is coming back but you must be patient with me. Okay, why am I telling you this? By the time you read it my internet will be back. What a dumbass I am. Oh well...but anyways. This story is much more complicated than others I've concocted, so even when my internet is fixed, they will be coming somewhat slow. Sorry O.o But anyways...why don't I let you actually read it, huh? A la Chapter Eight!
Unplanned:
I couldn't bare it. I couldn't bare being away from him. Two weeks have past and I only see him in my mind. Nothing will ever change my love for him.
Well, I guess you are wondering what ever happened to Derek, huh? Well, I don't know how much better I could explain this but, I've moved passed his death. I can't grieve all of my life for him. I'm sure that he would want me to love again. I'm sure that he is watching. I'm sure he wants me to be happy.
But, right now, I'm not happy. I can't be happy without Billie Joe. As much as I tried not to think about him, I couldn't help but do the opposite. It seemed as if I couldn't live without him now. It's funny: it was the same with Derek and I.
This all made me think long and hard about who I am. Who am I? I asked myself. Well, that night, I finally came up with something. I am this girl from North Carolina, who moved out to Oakland when her parents died, with my older sister. I met a tall, handsome boy at the age of ten. He was nice to me. He was intelligent. He had black hair, blues eyes, a gorgeous smile, and was who he was. The first time I saw him, he was riding his skateboard across the street and bumped into me. We started talking and became really good friends. He understood what I was going through, because he was adopted. Years pass by and we started dating, but always remained friends no matter what. Then he died. I felt like everything in my life had crashed down on me. I felt like everything I knew just all of a sudden became foreign. I couldn't take living life anymore. I tried to kill myself. And somehow I ended up here. And this wonderful Derek look-a-like came stumbling through the door and asked me my name.
That was who I was. I was my parents, I was my sister, I was Derek, I was Billie Joe. And I still am all of those people. They shaped me and shaped my life. And I couldn't of done it without them. But now it seems as if they have all been taken away from me. And now I can't live without them.
That night, I cried myself to sleep. I felt as shitty as I did when Derek died. When my parents died.
Another funny thing is how attached I got to Billie so quickly. It was almost like two weeks and I figured that I was in love and always will be. And I wasn't going to serenader my heart again and let my life be taken away from me. I was going to be with Billie Joe no matter how much they tried.
My dream that night was very odd. I was sitting in my room, curled up on Billie's bed. Billie Joe walks into the room. He kisses my cheek and disappears. The door was open to I run out. I see Billie walking down the hall and he called my name. I ran towards him calling "Billie Joe" and it echoed through the building. Billie Joe turns the corner and I follow, still running. Then Billie walked through an open door. I run out and no-one is in site. And I think to myself "I'm free." I was free from this wretched place. I wanted to run and be free. Be far away from this place. But I couldn't move because of what I saw.
And I wake up. "Derek" I scream as I awaken. I saw Derek. He was burnt. He was all bloody. And I thought "that's what I did to him" when I woke up.
I knew that it wasn't true, but whenever I'd tell myself that I wouldn't believe it.
The next day, I was sitting in the cafeteria. I didn't eat. I wasn't hungry. I heard a loud screaming and it sounded like Billie Joe. I ran over to the window and saw Billie running down the halls, guards chasing him. I smiled at the site of him. I pounding on the glass so that he could hear me. He stopped in front of the class and lipped "I miss you. I love you." and I lipped it back. Then Billie runs off again down the hall. I smile so childishly. The guards chase after him and he looks back and blows me a kiss. I cherish this moment for as long as I am still alive.
I hold onto his face for as long as I could and I stand there. An advisor comes over the pull me away from the glass but I don't move. He grabs my hand and pulls me away and I look back to the window, hoping to see his face again. But I don't.
The advisor takes me to the room with all the doctors. Dr. Hertz is there, sitting in a chair, waiting for me. I sit down in a chair across from her. I look at her with a despising look and she turns her head so that she can escape my eyes.
"Dr. Albert and Dr. Radcliff won't be joining us for your weekly sessions. The have other patients to attend. Um...why don't we start off with what we asked last time?" I still give her no answer. "Piper, why would you want to kill yourself?" she asked.
"You know why." I mumble. "You know exactly why I'm here." I say, a little louder.
"Because of your boyfriend?"
"Exactly. See, you knew." I say, looking up at her.
"Well, then why don't we talk about him? What was he like?"
"He was nice. He loved me." was all I said.
"Okay...what about Billie Joe?" this got my attention.
"How do you know about me and Billie?"
"There are cameras in your bedroom. That's mostly why he was removed from you. It's not just because he was out wondering around the halls. Do you even know why he is here?"
"Yes. He-" but I stopped. I wasn't supposed to tell that he lied in court to escape going to prison.
"Well, I guess you don't know then. He was always one of those kids that was picked on in school. One day, he brought a gun to school, attempting to shoot the bully that always picked on him. He was taken into therapy. But that didn't help him. The bully was his older sister's boyfriend. Billie Joe shot at the bully, not knowing that his sister was with him, and shot them both. He was taken into court, and pleaded insane, as he is insane."
"He's not insane!!!" I screamed at her. I couldn't believe what I just heard. How could Billie lie to me like that? This made me think: was he really insane?
Well, this got me pissed. Not only at Dr. Hertz, but at Billie Joe too. And at my heart for believing him.
I stood up, kicked the chair at Dr. Hertz and ran out of the room. The guard caught me and took me back to my room. I laid down and started to sob on my bed.
I eventually cried myself to sleep, as did so many nights before. I drifted off into deep sleep and dreamed. I was sitting in my room, on the bed. Billie Joe comes through the door and kisses my cheek, then vanishes. I run out the door and down the hall, following Billie Joe, until I come to a door. I ran out. I was free. I could run anywhere that I wanted now. But I didn't move. I saw Derek, standing ten feet in front of me. "Derek" I scream and he walks down the road. I follow him. He stops by a bus stop and motions me to wait there with him. Then I looked down the road, and I see myself. I was walking down the road. In the middle of the road actually. Then I heard a car start beeping at me. People were screaming for me to get out of the road. The car stopped in front of me. The door opened and Derek's head popped out. But then another kind of beeping was coming near. A much louder beeping. People were screaming louder at me to move out of the road, but I just kept walking towards Derek. Then a huge truck smacked into Derek's parents' car and crushed it. It stopped me dead in my tracks. Then I ran towards Derek's car. The car was on fire. I pulled Derek out. He was burned and bloody. No-one was around. I called for help, but no-one answered. I got up and looked into the driver's seat of the truck and no-one was there. Everybody had left me. And all this time, I was standing by the bus stop, watching myself leaning over Derek, watching his body burn. Watching him die and watching myself cry over him and mourn him as he dies in my arms.
I wake up. I am all sweaty. I can barely open my eyes. It is still night. I look around the room, and there, on Billie Joe's bed, was Billie Joe. I ran up to him and hugged him. All the anger from him lying to me went away. I was so scared.
Next, I find myself in the courtyard, laying on a blanket with Billie Joe. I am telling him about my dream. He looks at me with a concerned look. He can't really say anything. He rubs my back and gets up to hug me. He sits behind me with his legs wrapped around me and kisses my cheek.
"I've missed you so much, Billie Joe." and then I remembered what Dr. Hertz had said. What she said about him. "Billie, tell me the truth."
"Well, what do you want to know?"
"Why are you here?"
"I told you why already!"
"Well, you lied to me. Dr. Hertz told me what really happened. Is it true?"
There was a long silence and he finally shock his head, yes. I just looked at his eyes and he looked down in shame.
"What do you say we escape this place tonight?" he said, changing the subject.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I found a perfect way that we could get out."
okay, now that is a damn fine chapter. Best chapter out of all the stories I did. It showed meaning and I love it. I'm going to reread it!!:) lol. Okay, now comment me on this one!!!!
Second Sign of Love
burning down deep inside of me was Derek's face. I keep on imagining his eyes, haunting me for what I did, dare I speak of it. Every time that Billie Joe looked at me, I wanted to disappear of sink down in my chair or hide under the table. Whenever I looked into Billie Joe's eyes, I saw Derek in him. What could I of been thinking? What made me give in?
I thought that I loved Derek, but I loved Billie Joe also. I knew that Derek and I could never be. I knew that if there was Billie Joe and Piper, I would feel as if Derek was still alive, watching me and feeling anger towards me.
Billie Joe reminded me of Derek so much that it was almost unnatural for someone to be so identical. And I thought that Derek was an original.
I tried to avoid Billie Joe's eyes, but I just couldn't. He looked at me longingly for my love and compassion. Was this the love that I wanted? I questioned everything about my decision to love Billie Joe. I even questioned if Billie Joe loved me or not? But I already knew that he did. His confession to me the other day was the inner workings of his corrupted mind, telling me that he would love me and only me, and no-one else but me for as long as he lived.
The quilt burned up inside of me. Telling me that this wasn't right. But love is right, why was this so different than loving Derek?
That day, Billie Joe presented me with a gift. It was a journal. He had made it in crafts class eariler. It was a hard-cover, blank paged book, which he added a black cloth around it with embroidered hearts on the spine. On the inside cover, he had written somthing, it read:
two hearts will become one.
For my love for you will never be broken.
You are my one and only love.
And you complete my life.
Set my spirit free,
it's the only way to be.
It was really beautiful. I hugged and kissed him thank you. I felt tears coming on, but I held them back until Billie left the room. I opened up to the first page and started to write.
"Dear journal,
I have found my answer. I love Billie Joe and he loves me. But will that love last, you ask? Oh course it will. Though I still have deep feelings for Derek, I cannot grieve over him for the rest of my life.
Love,
Piper.
Okay, that was a little short, but twas chapter six. Love you all, Natalia!
hello there again. Danielle is back! Well, just for today...yeah...but so this is chapter seven. I have had writer's block the past few weeks so I haven't been writing, but I was just reading Friends Forever and decided I was in the writing mood again so....here goes!
Middlingly In Love
the next morning, I was just so up beat and happy. I had a freakishly large smile on my face and the corners of my mouth did that thing where they almost reach my ears. I haven't been this happy since the day before the accident.
But when I looked over to Billie Joe's bed, he wasn't there. I looked all around the room and couldn't find him. I pounded on the door, hoping that the guard would hear, and sure enough, he did. He came and unlocked the door and told me to quite it down but I had to ask him.
"Where's Billie Joe?"
"He's been moved to a new room. He went parading around the halls last night. Now go back into your room and get ready for bathing time." he said and began to close the door but I put my foot out in front of it.
"Will he have the same schedule as me?" I asked.
"Yes, for now."
For now? What? What was so bad about roaming around the halls that he would be punished like that?
So I did as the guard said and gathered my towel and other stuff that I needed. The nurse walked me down to the bathing room and filled the bathtub for me. But I did not see billie joe there.
The nurse stepped out of the room and she brought back Billie Joe. YAY!!! she went back out and billie joe came over by me. He leaned over the tub and looked deep into my eyes.
"I was just wondering around the halls....looking for the guard." he said finally.
"Why would you be looking for the guard, Billie Joe? Do you want to get caught?"
"No. I wanted to find condoms." I had a confused look on my face and I couldn't stutter a word.
"The guard and the nurse that are in charge of us are lovers. They go into the custodians room almost every night and..." and he made the hand jester that looked like he was hammering a nail into his chest.
"Do you have to put it so crudely?" I asked giggling.
"Ha. Yeah well, why don't we lock the door?"
"Why? What are you going to do?" I asked, suspiciously.
"Just...well- I got what I went looking for last night." he said as his eyes twitched.. I just laughed and shook my head. He locked the door and took off his clothes. He climbed in my tub, very uncomfortably I might add. He put his arm around me and looked into my eyes like a child staring at a lollipop. He kissed my cheek and pulled back to stare into my eyes once more.
"I heart you." he said.
"I heart you too." I replied, giggling.
He pulled my legs so that the crossed over him and he crawled over me. He kissed me deeply and heavily. He put his arm around my shoulder and pulled away. Then he tried to give me a "hickey" on my chest, right below my neck. By now, his whole body was on top of me. We heard a pounding on the door and figured that it was the nurse. Billie Joe quickly got into his tub. The nurse struggled to open the door, but eventually got it.
"Billie Joe, don't lock the door on me." she said rather calmly. But Billie didn't reply. He just sat there in his tub, playing around with a yellow rubber duck. Now, I have to admit it: he is a good actor. He's been playing crazy the whole year and a half that he's been here, just to stay out of juvenile jail. He was good at this. Maybe if he didn't play crazy he could get out of here. I pondered this thought until I couldn't anymore. I don't think that there is a way that he could get out of here without being sent to juvenile hall.
Later that day, they changed Billie Joe's schedule and his room again. He was now in a different building and far away from me. It's not fair! He is perfectly fine with me. It's not like he would hurt me, he's not even crazy. But I forget that they don't know that. They don't know anything, so how could they determine who is crazy or not?
Okay, twas chapter six. Now I must admit that I have not been writing lately. I just don't have much time anymore. It is almost the end of the school year and I will be going to Croatia (yes, where Dujo and Josipa live!) in June and will not be back until July and then I'm going to New York in August. And, OH MY GOD! I am so happy that the new GSB is finally here!!!!!!! I'm so excited for it! But, as of right now, my cable connection is not working....meaning that I can't get on the internet or AIM and I can't download songs! Oh poo, it;s getting me depressed just typing it. I miss you all deeply! I will be back on GSB once we call the Dell people and have them fix our computer or connection or whatever...I'm not even allowed to just go onto GSB to submit this story, but once my connection is back up, I will be writing again. I am trying to fit in chapter 10 before I go on vacation, but we will have to see....Bye!
Love,
Natalia :)
okay, internet still broken! I'm so sorry guys. I have been getting people asking when the story is coming back but you must be patient with me. Okay, why am I telling you this? By the time you read it my internet will be back. What a dumbass I am. Oh well...but anyways. This story is much more complicated than others I've concocted, so even when my internet is fixed, they will be coming somewhat slow. Sorry O.o But anyways...why don't I let you actually read it, huh? A la Chapter Eight!
Unplanned:
I couldn't bare it. I couldn't bare being away from him. Two weeks have past and I only see him in my mind. Nothing will ever change my love for him.
Well, I guess you are wondering what ever happened to Derek, huh? Well, I don't know how much better I could explain this but, I've moved passed his death. I can't grieve all of my life for him. I'm sure that he would want me to love again. I'm sure that he is watching. I'm sure he wants me to be happy.
But, right now, I'm not happy. I can't be happy without Billie Joe. As much as I tried not to think about him, I couldn't help but do the opposite. It seemed as if I couldn't live without him now. It's funny: it was the same with Derek and I.
This all made me think long and hard about who I am. Who am I? I asked myself. Well, that night, I finally came up with something. I am this girl from North Carolina, who moved out to Oakland when her parents died, with my older sister. I met a tall, handsome boy at the age of ten. He was nice to me. He was intelligent. He had black hair, blues eyes, a gorgeous smile, and was who he was. The first time I saw him, he was riding his skateboard across the street and bumped into me. We started talking and became really good friends. He understood what I was going through, because he was adopted. Years pass by and we started dating, but always remained friends no matter what. Then he died. I felt like everything in my life had crashed down on me. I felt like everything I knew just all of a sudden became foreign. I couldn't take living life anymore. I tried to kill myself. And somehow I ended up here. And this wonderful Derek look-a-like came stumbling through the door and asked me my name.
That was who I was. I was my parents, I was my sister, I was Derek, I was Billie Joe. And I still am all of those people. They shaped me and shaped my life. And I couldn't of done it without them. But now it seems as if they have all been taken away from me. And now I can't live without them.
That night, I cried myself to sleep. I felt as shitty as I did when Derek died. When my parents died.
Another funny thing is how attached I got to Billie so quickly. It was almost like two weeks and I figured that I was in love and always will be. And I wasn't going to serenader my heart again and let my life be taken away from me. I was going to be with Billie Joe no matter how much they tried.
My dream that night was very odd. I was sitting in my room, curled up on Billie's bed. Billie Joe walks into the room. He kisses my cheek and disappears. The door was open to I run out. I see Billie walking down the hall and he called my name. I ran towards him calling "Billie Joe" and it echoed through the building. Billie Joe turns the corner and I follow, still running. Then Billie walked through an open door. I run out and no-one is in site. And I think to myself "I'm free." I was free from this wretched place. I wanted to run and be free. Be far away from this place. But I couldn't move because of what I saw.
And I wake up. "Derek" I scream as I awaken. I saw Derek. He was burnt. He was all bloody. And I thought "that's what I did to him" when I woke up.
I knew that it wasn't true, but whenever I'd tell myself that I wouldn't believe it.
The next day, I was sitting in the cafeteria. I didn't eat. I wasn't hungry. I heard a loud screaming and it sounded like Billie Joe. I ran over to the window and saw Billie running down the halls, guards chasing him. I smiled at the site of him. I pounding on the glass so that he could hear me. He stopped in front of the class and lipped "I miss you. I love you." and I lipped it back. Then Billie runs off again down the hall. I smile so childishly. The guards chase after him and he looks back and blows me a kiss. I cherish this moment for as long as I am still alive.
I hold onto his face for as long as I could and I stand there. An advisor comes over the pull me away from the glass but I don't move. He grabs my hand and pulls me away and I look back to the window, hoping to see his face again. But I don't.
The advisor takes me to the room with all the doctors. Dr. Hertz is there, sitting in a chair, waiting for me. I sit down in a chair across from her. I look at her with a despising look and she turns her head so that she can escape my eyes.
"Dr. Albert and Dr. Radcliff won't be joining us for your weekly sessions. The have other patients to attend. Um...why don't we start off with what we asked last time?" I still give her no answer. "Piper, why would you want to kill yourself?" she asked.
"You know why." I mumble. "You know exactly why I'm here." I say, a little louder.
"Because of your boyfriend?"
"Exactly. See, you knew." I say, looking up at her.
"Well, then why don't we talk about him? What was he like?"
"He was nice. He loved me." was all I said.
"Okay...what about Billie Joe?" this got my attention.
"How do you know about me and Billie?"
"There are cameras in your bedroom. That's mostly why he was removed from you. It's not just because he was out wondering around the halls. Do you even know why he is here?"
"Yes. He-" but I stopped. I wasn't supposed to tell that he lied in court to escape going to prison.
"Well, I guess you don't know then. He was always one of those kids that was picked on in school. One day, he brought a gun to school, attempting to shoot the bully that always picked on him. He was taken into therapy. But that didn't help him. The bully was his older sister's boyfriend. Billie Joe shot at the bully, not knowing that his sister was with him, and shot them both. He was taken into court, and pleaded insane, as he is insane."
"He's not insane!!!" I screamed at her. I couldn't believe what I just heard. How could Billie lie to me like that? This made me think: was he really insane?
Well, this got me pissed. Not only at Dr. Hertz, but at Billie Joe too. And at my heart for believing him.
I stood up, kicked the chair at Dr. Hertz and ran out of the room. The guard caught me and took me back to my room. I laid down and started to sob on my bed.
I eventually cried myself to sleep, as did so many nights before. I drifted off into deep sleep and dreamed. I was sitting in my room, on the bed. Billie Joe comes through the door and kisses my cheek, then vanishes. I run out the door and down the hall, following Billie Joe, until I come to a door. I ran out. I was free. I could run anywhere that I wanted now. But I didn't move. I saw Derek, standing ten feet in front of me. "Derek" I scream and he walks down the road. I follow him. He stops by a bus stop and motions me to wait there with him. Then I looked down the road, and I see myself. I was walking down the road. In the middle of the road actually. Then I heard a car start beeping at me. People were screaming for me to get out of the road. The car stopped in front of me. The door opened and Derek's head popped out. But then another kind of beeping was coming near. A much louder beeping. People were screaming louder at me to move out of the road, but I just kept walking towards Derek. Then a huge truck smacked into Derek's parents' car and crushed it. It stopped me dead in my tracks. Then I ran towards Derek's car. The car was on fire. I pulled Derek out. He was burned and bloody. No-one was around. I called for help, but no-one answered. I got up and looked into the driver's seat of the truck and no-one was there. Everybody had left me. And all this time, I was standing by the bus stop, watching myself leaning over Derek, watching his body burn. Watching him die and watching myself cry over him and mourn him as he dies in my arms.
I wake up. I am all sweaty. I can barely open my eyes. It is still night. I look around the room, and there, on Billie Joe's bed, was Billie Joe. I ran up to him and hugged him. All the anger from him lying to me went away. I was so scared.
Next, I find myself in the courtyard, laying on a blanket with Billie Joe. I am telling him about my dream. He looks at me with a concerned look. He can't really say anything. He rubs my back and gets up to hug me. He sits behind me with his legs wrapped around me and kisses my cheek.
"I've missed you so much, Billie Joe." and then I remembered what Dr. Hertz had said. What she said about him. "Billie, tell me the truth."
"Well, what do you want to know?"
"Why are you here?"
"I told you why already!"
"Well, you lied to me. Dr. Hertz told me what really happened. Is it true?"
There was a long silence and he finally shock his head, yes. I just looked at his eyes and he looked down in shame.
"What do you say we escape this place tonight?" he said, changing the subject.
"Are you serious?"
"Yeah. I found a perfect way that we could get out."
okay, now that is a damn fine chapter. Best chapter out of all the stories I did. It showed meaning and I love it. I'm going to reread it!!:) lol. Okay, now comment me on this one!!!!
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