Chapter 1

"Liliana"

I hated the name, hated it deep down in me because it was wrong, it shouldn't exist, just like I shouldn't, but I guess not all of were giving the choice of wanting to be born in the first place.

"Liliana Walker!"

I groaned now, turning on my bed, I could tell the woman was standing over my bed, a deadly glare in her eyes and a baton in her face, I know deep down she'd want nothing more than whacking the air out of me, but due to certain reasons, she could not dare hitting her. There was silence in the room, and it began to irritate me, knowing she was over me and sat up, seeing my plantinum blonde curly hair dangling all over my face as she suddenly had an evil grin plastered on her face "Elsa is awake finally"

I made a snort and began to take off my blanket, rolling off the bed and walking to the bathroom, slamming the door to atleast make a statement.

I know that I have only five minutes to shower or she'd happily come barging in, swinging that baton over my head, claiming that I was probably trying to run away by flushing myself in the toilet. Of course I know that it did not make the littlest of sense but truth be told, that woman outside just wanted nothing more than to see me bleeding.

Brushing and bathing, atleast taking my time a little bit and wearing our signature ash sweater and sweatpants, I opened the door, already meeting her at the entrance, ready to barge in and behave like the witch that she is, until she realizes that she actually can't beat me up anymore and her smile dies down. Knowing I have won today's round of 'Make the witch miserable' I give her a healthy smile and say "Shall we?"

She grunts now, letting me pass through as I do so, even whistling to annoy her and though she's silent for a while, I hear her say "What is making you happy?"

"Seeing you so depressed" I say, gearing her growl underneath her breath and me grinning, knowing she can do absolutely nothing before she takes me to the cafeteria.

There are other guards there, with my other fellow 'inmates' so when I get my food, I go off to a table and sit, obviously, some people have someone to sit with, the real crazies stay alone and I..

I was never really liked by anyone, and I liked it that way.

Silence, peace and quiet.

When we're done, we are all led in a straight line to take our pills, for some, it's the hardest thing they could ever do, and the guards watch intently to make sure no one throws anything away, but then when it gets to me.

"Open your palms" The nurse says and I make a sleazy face.

"You gave me just two" I say, opening them.

She gives me a look, and I smile, shoving them in my mouth and drowning it down my throat with water, making a relieved sigh as I hear her say 'druggie' under her breath and I hiss, trying to not punch her in the face.

When I'm done, another guard walks me to another place, an office of a sort, since I couldn't really call it that as it had numerous stickers, and a bed with tables and toys and all those creepy sorts of thing.

"Miss Walker"

The woman in the table gives me a creepy smile as I sit in front of her and the guards leaves, slowly shutting the door and probably standing outside it, also waiting to beat me up till I'm bones if I as much as touch the woman in front of me.

Though deep down, I know I won't

Today is a good day, and I will not let my very sarcastic and rude self play.

"How do you feel?" She asked, ever the straight forward therapist.

I sigh, laying back on my chair "We could just keep the formalities Doc, we both know you want me gone and my dad's prolly outside, waiting for his princess to come out from this hellhole to a place where I don't have anyone who is staring at my butt, wanting to hit it"

She makes a face "Has any of them hurt you?"

I shake my head "Nope, but humans can be so predictable. That sort of thing"

She sighs and stands up, pouring some liquid that I usually called poison, even though I drank it, into two mugs and handing over one to me while I sat down "Would you be able to stay away from drugs?"

I say nothing, letting the hot tea okay with my tongue a bit, feeling mint and something else, and licking my lips before facing her "I wasn't using coke or heroin or weed or sumn like that, I'm quite sure I can not overdose"

My doctor, with her red hair and overly stoic face that I never could really under though I preferred it to her smile anyway, gave me a look of distrust "I think it's have been more safer if you were perchance addicted to one of those. It's harder to find those ones. You're addicted to aspirin, it's so common and a regular OTC drug"

I sigh, taking another sip of my tea, and saying "I remember how withdrawal was, I don't even like this place, I wouldn't want to come back here"

"That's not enough"

"Jesus christ, I won't overdose on any thing, I'd prolly actually jump off a cliff like the rumours say, but not DRUGS, I have learnt my lesson for heavens sake"

I know that whatever I had just said, about wanting to commit suicide again, was not helping me plead my cause for me being mentally sane so I could leave this place but I was ready to give the benefit of the doubt. If I acted too calm, she'd know I was faking it, so atleast a little of drama won't hurt anyone

She stares at me for while and sighs, sliding a card towards me and when I pick it, I notice it's her business card "Just off records, if you don't feel good, just call me to talk"

I was already aware that deep down, I was already her favourite person, though I never knew why, so I just pocketed the card and muttered a thank you, still sipping my tea.

Minutes later, I'm walking out of the building, seeing a relatively old SUV and an older man standing next to it.

He has a grim look on his face and I can already tell that he was panicking.

Sighing, I say "Pops"

He turns, his worried look vanishing as I walk up to him "Hey, princess"

I know he wants to hug me, but he's not sure how to go about it due to the fact we haven't seen in about six months, my hair looked wilder than before, and I probably still smelt or antiseptic and all things disgusting because I still had my hospital wear on.

So we stared awkwardly at each other, not knowing what to say till he says "Um, I made mac and cheese, you know, your favourite"

"I'm not sure I like that anymore" u say "They kinda weaned us off food that could make our taste buds wake up, but right now, I crave pizza"

He hurriedly nods "Yeah, yeah, I could get that"

I nod and not make things weird again, quickly got to the other side of the car and slid into the seat next to the drivers.

Pops enters almost immediately, and starts the engine and drives out of the lot, as we do so, I notice Doc staring at me for her window, and next to her, a figure that I cannot really see but green eyes that seem to send a message to me.

I shiver.

"Cold?" Pops asks.

I shake my head "No, I just... I don't know"

He nods, trying not to make things awkward again.

The drive home is slow, and as usual snow begins to fall, making everywhere look holy like with white all over the place. I notice a new playground and billboard, but I don't ask Pops about it, because I'm not sure I want to actually start a conversation with him.

When we begin to drive into our driveway, I notice the house next to us having it's window blinds open and I face him "Pops, I thought the Boston's moved out"

"Yeah, someone else has moved in" He says as he parks the car in the garage and we get out of it.

I look back at the house, which was literally the biggest house in all of Winter Lake, with possibly three floors and intricate designs all over, and I am still staring till I see it again.

Certain green eyes peering at me from the darkness in a corner of the open window.

"Princess?"

I turn to him then back at the window.

The eyes were gone.