Part fourteen

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Two more days and I'll be sixteen. I don't

have anything to be excited about, so I

have no idea why the nurse they hired

yesterday insist on reminding me with that

too sweet smile that makes me feel sick to

my stomach at the innocence of it.

“How are you feeling today, Belle?” She

asks and I want to wipe that smile off her

face. How does she think I'm feeling? How

would she feel being trapped in a place like

this for almost a year? “How about bath?”

Oh, just kill me.

Soon after, I'm stripped of my clothing and

bathed in a tub in the ward bathroom. Her

kindness radiates off of her in an almost

welcoming way.

So welcoming that it made me ask, “Did

you see the sunrise today?”

She seemed surprised that I'm all of a

sudden talking, but still smiles and nods.

“Yes. It was beautiful.”

I smile and look straight ahead as she

continues to bathe me, “That's good.”

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