(Esmee) Nightmare (mi's side)

Nightmare

“No! No I won’t go there! I have done my time in a unit I am not like that any more! Emmet tells them they can’t make me go there! I will get better, I will smile more and I won’t ever try and do this again, Emmet tell them!” I shouted throwing my arms around Emmet as the psychiatrist told me I had two choices the first one being I admit my self to Elm grove voluntarily or the second they sectioned me under the mental health act and put me there.

“It will be for a little while Esmee and I will come and see you every day for as long as I can but I can’t look after you properly any more Esmee what you have done proves it.”


“but I was about to start my nurses training, I still want to do that I was looking forward to it.” I wailed into Emmet shoulder gripping into his shirt, “I am sorry, I am so sorry please don’t let them take me away Emmet!”

“Shh precious little one it’s going to be OK I promise, I told you I will always look after you and I will weaver you are weaver we go.”

“So what’s it to be Esmee are you going to come with out fuss?” The crule doctor asked tapping his pen against the side of my folder of notes.

“Yeah I will go.” I nodded gripping on to Emmet even harder as the words left me; I never wanted to let him go again even though I new soon the ambulance would arrive and we would have to part; soon the nightmare would begin, but what choice did I have?