**Cassandra’s POV

It’s been a week since Louis flipped out on me for being ungrateful for what he and the boys have given me… Yeah I am grateful but I like to live my life the way I do now and I’m not going to change that. Louis has visited me every day after that day, like if nothing ever happened. The hospital has been keeping a close eye on me making sure I’ve recovered well, and I’m way better than before so I don’t understand why I can’t just go home already…

“Hey babe” Liam greeted walking through the door.

Louis followed behind and said, “Hey love.”

“Hey… Um Louis I was wondering when am I going to be able to leave here?”

“That’s what we came here for you’re leaving today…” Louis answered my question.

“Finally I can go home already!”

“Not exactly…” Liam said interrupting my happiness.

I lifted an eyebrow, “What do you mean? Am I going back with Mum and Dad?”

“No… The hospital gave me good options for you and I’ve made the decision to send to rehab.”  Louis said.

I laughed, “You are so funny... So um when am I going home?”

“You are going to rehab not home; you’re going tonight until you really to get better. I’ve tried my all and you rebelling lead to this. You’ve brought this upon yourself.” Louis said coldly like it was nothing, like if this were a good thing and not a bad.

“Mum and Dad would never let you send me to rehab I’m not going!”

“Sorry to break it to you but they don’t care Sandra, that’s why you’re with me now.”

“Well I wouldn’t say they don’t care…” Liam spoke up.

“I brought you clothing to change into I’ll bring you later tonight when there’s no paps around…”

“And what rehab am I going to?”

“UKE Rehab Center, I’ll see you later a nurse will come in and tell you when to change she has your clothes.” He kissed my forehead and Liam did the same. As they were leaving I shouted…

“You know what, I don’t care I’ll make it through this rehab crap! I could make it through anything and I’ll still be the same you can’t change the way I am Louis!” My voice rose louder towards the end as they shut the door. I was trying to put on an I don’t give a fuck tone and look, but really I did! I didn’t want to have to go through this… But seriously rehab? Is that even necessary? Because I think not, it’s just one of Louis’s ridiculous plans that I have to put up with.

---That night

I was changed in sweat pants and a black tank top and a mint green sweater. “Ready to go?” Louis asked walking in the room.

“I guess so…” We walked out to the front desk and checked out of the hospital. We drove for about 20 minutes and got to the rehab center. I really don’t want to be here at all!

“Well aren’t you going to get out of the car?” Louis asked holding the door open waiting for me to exit the car.

“Oh yeah was just spaced out for a minute…” We were halfway down the dark parking lot, lit up by the moon and a few light posts. Close to the front door of UKE Rehab Center I grabbed onto Louis’s arm stopping us both from walking.

“What is it?” He asked lifting an eyebrow.

“Do we really have to do this Louis?”

“It’s for the best…” He answered.

“No it’s not! I’m scared as hell and don’t want to do this!” I said bursting out of my hardcore shell for once and showing some kind of emotion. He looked down like if he almost… Felt bad for me…

“I’m sorry but it won’t be as bad as you think I promise they’re here to help you not hurt you.” He grabbed my hand and kept walking. We entered through the front door and Louis talked to the lady at the front desk and signed some papers and so did I.

“Okay we can take it from here, we’ll call you and here’s a list of the visiting hours.” She said handing him a paper.

“Bye lovely, I’ll see you tomorrow if possible.” Lou said hugging me and kissing my cheek and left.

“Okay you can follow me, and by the way my name is Kim.” Oh my… and now it begins. I took a deep breath in and followed behind her. As we walked through the halls I looked around, everything look nice, nothing like I imagined!

“This will be your room.” I looked around, and again it was nothing like I imagined at all! I painted a picture in my mind that this place would be nothing but white walls, white tile floors, no windows or escapes, everything white, plain, and boring. The walls had nice wallpaper, the bed spread wasn’t white it was more of a cream color, it had a big window so you can see outside, a little wooden night stand with a book on it and a little lamp, there was a picture framed on the wall. It looked and felt very comfortable.

“So your clothing is there in the closet… I’ll see you in the morning to head to your first meet, rest up well!” She said walking to the door.

“Wait, where’s the bathroom in here and what if I get hungry at night?”

“That door right there is the bathroom and you have a meal plan but if you do get hungry the cafeteria has snacks until 7 pm” She answered.

“Wait don’t you guys lock the doors at night?”

“No, the whole point of rehab is wanting to help yourself, so if you want to help yourself you’ll stay at night and if you don’t want to help yourself you’ll most likely leave but there obviously will be consciences…”

“So nothing is locked… no windows, no doors?”

“Nope not even the front door… But just a heads up there are guard police outside for run a ways.”

“What’s the point in leaving the doors open and allowing us to leave if we’ll just get caught by police and brought back?”

“Because it’ll help us notice the people who need more help and who needs to stay longer to get the help they need.”

“And if-” She cut me off.

“Before you asked yet another question, you need to realize it’s getting late and you need to go to bed. Goodnight Cassandra, see you in the morning.” And with that said she left. I lay in the nicely made bed and snuck inside it. I was warm and cozy. Although it was cozy and everything I couldn’t go to bed knowing I’m going to be here for awhile until I get better. I quietly got up and checked if the door was really left open and it was. I walked to my closet to see what clothing Kim was talking about. I opened up the two doors and saw there were only grey sweat pants and white t-shirts with a bucket of white socks…Wow how fashionable hence the sarcasm. I went back to my bed and laid back down. I closed my eyes and soon was asleep.

---Next Morning

“Wake up, wake up, wake up sleepy head,” was all I heard while awakening from my deep sleep. As my eyes focused from my blurry vision I realized it was Kim.

"Morning Kim" I said sitting up.

"Morning get dressed and freshen up I'll be back in 5 to 10 minutes."

"Okay..." I walk to my bathroom, jumped in the shower and got dressed. Soon Kim knocked on the door while coming into the room, which I didn’t see the reason for knocking if she was just going to walk in.

"Ready?” I nodded my head and I followed her out the room into another room.

“Okay so this will be your nurse her name is Ally, Ally this is Cassandra Tomlinson your patient.” Kim said introducing us.

“Hi” I said almost in a whisper.

“Hello, Kim I’ve got it from here.” Kim smiled and left. “Okay so I have your schedule here and you first meet is in 5 minutes so I’ll bring you to that now!” I could tell she was in a good mood.

---At The Meet

There was a big circle of chairs so I sat in a random one next to a girl who looks like she hasn’t done her hair in months! Everyone here looked around my age.

“Okay everyone my name is Drew, let’s introduce ourselves and go around the circle, if you’ve been here already just introduce yourself again…” A man said sitting in one of the chairs with a clipboard. He started with the boy who was next to him.

“Hi my name is Josh, and I’m addicted to drugs.” My eyes shot open I didn’t now we had to say what we were here for. The next person went then the next. Most of them were like me or they were self harmers. The girl sitting next to me with the messy hair began to talk.

“Hi my name is Meagan and I’m addicted to alcohol, drugs and sex.” I stared at her from the corner of my eyes as she talked.

Everyone got quiet waiting for my to talk, to state my problem, but what if I couldn’t? What if I didn’t want to? What if I don’t think I have a problem?

“If you haven’t noticed it’s your turn…” A girl named Casey said who had already gone and introduced herself.

“My name is Cassandra.” I said crossing my arms.

“Is that all your going to say as if there was nothing wrong with you?” Casey asked with a bit of attitude.

“Actually there isn’t, I’m perfectly okay thanks.” I sassed back.

“The point in being here is realizing your addiction and overcoming them. There’s not point in you wasting your money and coming here if you don’t even want to help yourself.” Casey said.

“Okay, settle down Casey… So Cassandra I have a question for you did you want to come here or did someone send you here.” Drew asked.

“My brother sent me here.”

“Okay and you signed a paper stating you had an addiction, what was it?”

I sighed, “I’m like to party, smoke, drink and do drugs… Happy?!” I asked slouching down.

“Very… That was the first step to realizing your addiction.”

A/N: I didn't reread it sorry for errors in my spelling or typing...

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