Lost Cause

This isn't what I was expecting

*******MEGAN'S POV********

Dad woke me up at 8 am saying I had to get up because I have an emerancy doctors appointment, wait what oh okay they are sending me to a looney farm. fuck off 

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"Megan Tomlinson" a short woman with blonde hair walked out of a room and looked around until me and my Dad stood up we followed her into the room

"So Megan I think you know why you are here" no shit sherlock

"Yeah but I would like to talk to you without my dad in the room" my dad looked at me as if to say what the actual fuck but then it clicked and his face softened and he left the room

"Look just cut to the chase and tell me what is going to happen" she was taken aback by my bluntness 

"Hm okay please can you get onto these scales for me" I got on and she took some numbers and stuff before she told me something that made we werdily happy but also a bit of me died at the same time

"Megan at your height and weight witch is 85lb and your bmi is 18, Megan listen carefully to me you are anaorexic"

"Well what's going to happen now then" 

"Due to this and everything else your dad has told me about you self harming and being extremly suicudal I am going to arrange for you to be transferred to a mental health inpaitent hospital in manchester, as soon as a bed becomes avalible you will be going to the McHarley unit" it was true what they say evrything slowed down part of me was happy that I was going to get help but I don't want to be helped and I don't want to have to go to a mental hospital, it was all to much I got up and ran out of the room my dad tried to ask me what was wrong but I ignored him and ran to the car. The fresh air washed over me instantly calming me down, I tried to open the door expecting it to be locked but it wasn't .

I sat down shaky all over angry yet again tearing through my body, I clenched my hands into fists the pain from the cuts and bruises soothed me.

I got my phone out and put my headphones in closing my eyes and focusing on the music 

And there's no remedy

For memory
Your face is like a melody,
It won't leave my head
Your soul is haunting me
And telling me
That everything is fine
But I wish I was dead

Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you
Won't be waiting on the other side
Every time I close my eyes
It's like a dark paradise
No one compares to you
I'm scared that you
Won't be waiting on the other side

This is going to sound really cheesy but Lana Del Rey has saved me, her music has helped me through so much, music in general.

So I sat there waying up my options do I fight and proberly get dragged in or do I just go in, easy or hard, I like the hard way better.But I don't fancy being dragged in to a mental hospital. 

WHAT TO HELL DO I DO?

***********LOUI'S POV*********

I could understand why Megan didn't want me in the room so I left and sat outside for 10 minutes but I wasn't thinking, just starting into space scared for my daughter my baby girl.

The door flung open and Megan came out upset and angry

"Megan, love what's wrong" she just ignored me and carried on walking she was going to the car