Song: Dig the Crazy by Faith Marie

I thought being a zombie was bad....I was wrong. Being on my death bed was worse. Being in pain and strapped to a bed and not be able to do a damn thing about it...is worse. You heard me...I can't freaking move due to be strapped down and even if I could move, I'm not sure I can.

The one thing I can do is open my eyes...and breathe....but those two things won't help shit. Those two things won't keep him away from me. I hear him lurking in the room. And seeing...hearing and even to breath freaking hurts so much that I wished...I wished I could have ended it all. I don't have to tell him anything...he already knows that I am awake.

"You stupid little girl...you can't do anything right. Now look at you." He bellows loudly. "You are stuck here. You do know they will keep you here forever...all you had to do was end it and you couldn't even do that."

"Shut up....just shut up. Go away." I scream out at him. And I try to kick and punch, fight my way out of the restraints but he is right...I'm so screwed. I grunt and groan in pain and I know he is getting a laugh out of this....because I failed.

The door flings open and two nurses come rushing in. One hovers over me while I watch another put a syringe into my IV...I'm sure something to calm my ass down."Sophie...everything is alright....you are alright now...you are safe." The one tries to fight a smile on her faces as she tries to calm me down.

Sorry that is not going to work. I keep trying to kick my way out...however I have no such luck and before I can tense back up, everything in my body feels like I'm on a high and my body goes lax. Some guy walks in, I assume he is a doctor and then some lady is by his side and both are checking me out.

The guy does the talking at first. "There you are...you been out for several days. We were worried about you. Can you tell me your name?"

I look at him dazed...why because I have whatever the nurse gave me working my body over. I can hardly stay awake and he is asking me what my name is. "Ssssss....ssss...ophie." I slur out. I look at him and I think there are two of him...maybe three. All the colors blend together and I feel like I just might pass out.

"Sophie what? Do you know your whole name?" His voice echoes over and over like I am in a tunnel...a cave...I am trying too hard to keep my eyes open but it's not working.

 "Sophie...M....Marie.... Baxter."

"Very good....how old are you Sophie?"

I shrug. Matter of fact I don't answer any more questions because I dose off.When I wake back up, my mom is sitting across the room. I debate on whether I should make any sounds or not but I am in so much pain and I groan every time I even move an inch. I wake her up and she jumps up running over to my side.

"Dear....lord...my baby girl...I'm so glad you are okay. I....I....was so worried about you."

I shake my head. If I was ok I would not be here...If I was ok I would not be strapped to the freaking bed. It's not like I can get up and move anyway. I try to look down at my body and half of it is in a cast.

"Are you in pain? Do I need to get the doctor?"I close my eyes back for a few seconds and then open them back up to her still looking down on me. "Let me get the doctor I will be right back." She says as she leaves the room.

When she comes back she has the doctor with her. I think I have seen him before...I think he was here earlier.

"Good afternoon, Sophie." He says with a wide smile showing all his pretty white pearly teeth. "I'm doctor Stevens...how are you feeling?"

"Please take the restraints off...I'm not going anywhere." I try to smile but it's really kind of hard to do when you're in so much pain.

"It's for your safety. You have been very destructive the past few days."

"Days...what? How long have I been here?" I look up at him.

"They brought you in on Saturday...it's Friday. You were in really bad shape. Underweight, severally malnourished and beaten to death...you tried to kill yourself by jumping off the cliff..." He looks at my mom and then back to me. "When you jumped you broke your right ankle, and leg as well as your right arm when you landed wrong. You even dislocated your hip. It's a wonder if you're not paralyzed."

My mom is crying. I roll my eyes...just stop...stop showing off. No one cares...you don't care you probably wished that I succeeded...but I didn't because I can't do anything right. So he says.

"You will need to go under mental evaluation first just to make sure you are not going to harm yourself."

I give him a death glare. "Seriously...you got to be kidding me." I turn to my mom practically begging her. "Mom...I did not try to kill myself you got to believe me. You know I wouldn't just hurt myself on purpose...please tell him I'm not crazy."

She shakes her head and sobs into her tissue. She doesn't believe me...why would she. She has never believed a damn thing I have ever said to her why in the hell would she believe me now. "Get out....just get out...you have never believed me you witch...get out...NOW!!!" I scream.

I watch as she gets up and leaves the room however the doctor stays behind. "Your mother really cares about you Sophie."

"What the hell do you know...you don't even know me...how about you either release me or get the fuck out of my room." I struggle against the restraints.

"Ouch...nice sense of humor...I will say you will be here for a while so you might as well get use to me. How about I send someone in to talk with you?"

I shut down...not only physically but mentally too. I stare off into space.

"Look Sophie...I am only here to help you get better. My job is not to hurt you or make things worse for you...Ok..." He turns and leaves the room and I am still staring off.

 The next time the door opens a woman comes in. I roll my eyes and then stare off again. I was talking to Emily and Ava. They are trying to tell me that everything is going to be alright...but I know it's not. I really messed up this time. I never should have believed him.

"Hi...I'm Amy. They requested for me to come in and talk with you. So Sophie correct?"

I don't say anything.

"It's totally normal not to talk in these types of situations so I understand if you don't want to talk. However if you want the restraints off...I need to make sure you are in well sound and mind."

I look past her at Emily. She knows what I am thinking so I don't have to say it out loud. "Maybe you should talk to her...you got to get out of here somehow."

"Like it matters...I can't freaking get up and walk anyway."

"About that...why did you do it anyway?" Emily asks.

"You weren't there to tell me not to..."

"For starters you made us leave...not him. You are the one who forced us out."

"I would never do that...why would you say that?" I argue back.

"Make you say what?" The lady is looking at me know like I have lost my mind. Hell maybe I have."Sophie...who were you talking to..." She shakes her head. "You were not talking to me were you?"

"You wouldn't understand, anyway."

"Try me...I have been here a long time...I have seen and heard it all. If you want me to help you have to at least meet me halfway."

"Don't tell her about us....she will never believe you....no one does."

"Yeah....if you tell her she may send you away...and then what?"Emily and Ava are only trying to protect me. They know the lady can't help me...no one can.

"Sophie...I know you want out of here and you will but you have to help me out here...who were you talking to...the voices."I look over at her; how does she know about the voices?"They tell you to do thing don't they...Are they the ones that told you to jump"

I shake my head no.

"So you jumped on your own?"

I shake my head no again.

"Sophie...I can't help you if you are not going to at least try."

"They didn't tell me to jump."

"Ok...who did then?"

"I...I...can't talk about him."

"Ok...so a guy...a male figure or voice told you to do it."

I nod.

"Is he here now...with you?"

I attempt to shrug my shoulders. The thing is I think he is here but I am not sure because he just doesn't show himself to me all the time and when he is quite I don't know exactly where he is. I don't want to talk about him. Maybe he is asleep or something and I just don't want to get his attention. "Please tell the doctor to take the restraints off...I'm not going to hurt myself."

"I wish I could...but we have reason to believe you did all of this to yourself."

I shake my head no...why would I do that. "No...he did it...not me...why would I hurt myself?"

"That is why I am here....to figure out what happened to you."

"I...I was driving home for the weekend and this guy jumps in my car. His name was....was Kade...he made me drive around and we found this cabin. He threw my phone out the window and made me hide my car. He didn't want anyone to find us... But we were arguing and he left and that is when this other guy showed up."

"What was his name....can you describe him?"

"He never told me his name...he was just there." I look down at my bandaged up arm. "He did this...he is the one who hurt me...not Kade."

"Where was he when the young boys found you?"

"He was there hiding in the shadows...they just didn't see him."

"He told you to jump?"

I nod."It wasn't that big of a drop off...I just....I just landed wrong that's all. They are making a bigger deal out of it that it actually is...I swear I was just running from the cops...I...I wasn't trying to kill myself."

"Sophie...there was no one else there....it was just you."

I shake my head no. "No...he was there...he was."

She jots down some stuff and then looks back up at me. "How about you get some rest...I will go talk with the doctor and see what we can do about these alright." She pats my wrist and gives me a soft smile. Then walks out the door.I already know that she knows that I am crazy...so I lost it...but I promise I would never hurt myself.

"You should have never told her anything." Says Emily as she walks over and sits on the edge of the bed.

"For real...she is not here to help you. You will see...they will commit you for sure now." Ava walks over to the window and looks down below.

"I'm sorry...she knew about you guys anyway...she already knew about you. Please don't be upset with me."

"We are not upset...but you know he will be."

"He will just have to be...it's not like I can get around anywhere any way...look at me...Hell I can't even wipe my nose...or scratch my foot...I'm freaking stuck here and the only way out of here is getting them to believe me...to believe that I will not hurt myself."

"Yeah...keep telling yourself that...you will see...we will be stuck in the crazy house in no time...just wait you will see."