The Love Game (The Game #1)(53)
Author: Emma Hart

“I’m sorry, Dad,” I say sadly. “I just…. I didn’t want Abbi to get hurt anymore, you know? That’s why he was in California, though, he wanted money to pay off his debts. I sent one lot up thinking it was for you and it wasn’t….”

“Your mom always used to say you can’t help someone unless they wanna be helped, baby girl. Your brother is one of them people, as much as I hate to say it. He’s gotta find his way outta this by himself. Nothin’ and no one will be able to pull that boy out of this rut he’s stuck in.”

I look towards the window and into the yard. “And no one will be able to right his wrongs.”

“You got that right.”

~

I’ve put this off for three days. I don’t know why I’m here – maybe it’s closure, maybe it’s a reason so cliché I’m not even sure how to word it. But as I kill the engine on Dad’s old car, I find myself staring at the large, white building that is home to my best friend.

I didn’t even set out to come to St. Morris’, I just arrived here. I rub my forehead and and climb from the car, pushing the door shut. The gravel path to the main door is the same as I remember, and the oak door still has the same rusty, golden knocker on.

I take a deep breath, smoothing my hair back with shaky hands, and I press the buzzer on the intercom.

“Welcome to St. Morris’ Institution. Please state your name and who you’re here to visit,” the voice says.

“Maddie Stevens, and I’m here to see Abigail Jenkins.”

A few seconds pass, and the door buzzes. “Come on in, Maddie.”

The warm peach of the front office surrounds me in a fake comfort. I approach the desk and see a nurse I know – Nurse Jayne.

“Maddie!” She stands and smiles at me. “We haven’t seen you in a while.”

A raincloud of guilt has just pissed on me. “I’ve been to school – in California. This is the first time I’ve been back.”

Jayne nods as if she understands. “I’m sure Abbi knows that.”

She waves me on to follow her, like I don’t already know the way to her room, and I tuck my hands in my pockets as I do.

“Is she any better?” I ask hesitantly.

Jayne is silent for a second, and I know that means no, no matter what she says next. “Some days are better than others. I think her therapy sessions with Dr. Hausen are helping her, but she’s still very down.” She turns to me and puts a gentle hand on my arm. “She’s not eating much, so she’s lost a lot of weight. Try not to show your shock. It alarms her, and she can be hard to calm then.”

I nod. I know the rules. Don’t upset her. Don’t talk about Pearce. Don’t mention guys or sex. Don’t do anything I should be able to do with her.

Jayne knocks on room 18 and pushes the door open a crack. “Abbi? Abbi, love, you’ve a visitor today!”

Her voice is so cheery, and I try to swallow the panic creeping in my throat. Jayne sighs quietly and turns to me.

“She’s having a small response day today, so don’t be offended if she doesn’t really acknowledge you. She knows you’re there,” she whispers, stepping into the room as she pushes the door open. I nod again, my own responses muted, and walk into Abbi’s room.

Her room has always been as close to her own bedroom as me and her Mom could do it. I remember bringing all her pictures over, her closet, the stuffed animals we’d won at funfairs. Even her desk is here, tucked in the corner.

Abbi is sitting in a plush armchair by the window. Her blonde hair hangs limply past her shoulders, and her hands are folded demurely in her lap. Her dull, gray eyes are focused on the activity going on outside. She’ll never join them. You can see it in her eyes that she wants to – but the death grip that is her depression won’t let her.

I nudge another armchair closer to her and sit down slowly. “Hey, Abs. How you doing?”

Nothing. I tuck my hands under my legs.

“You look well.” I’m lying. It’s all a lie. The cheeriness in my voice, the calm outer shell. Inside I’m shaking, I’m crumbling, and I don’t know how much longer I can hide it. I want my best friend back. It’s childish but I do, dammit!

“Jayne says you’re doing well. I’ve been in school, in California. I remember telling you I was going. It’s not too bad there. I mean, I have some friends.” Her head turns towards me slightly. “But it’s not home, you know? Sometimes I miss Brooklyn, and I miss you too. I’m glad you’re doing okay.”

I’m babbling. I’m babbling so much, but it’s all I can do.

Her fingers twitch, and her attention is back on the activity outside.

“I think they’re silly, the ones outside. It’s freezing cold out there. You’re much better off inside here, in the warm.” I chew the inside of my cheek. “Has your mom been by lately? I gave her a call yesterday. She said you’re doing well, too. Everyone’s said so.”

Abbi’s lips move, ever so slightly. I lean in a little. “What was that, Abs?”

“Outside,” she whispers, not taking her eyes off the yard.

“You want to go outside?”

“Please.” Her voice is so faint I’m straining to hear it.

“Of course,” I say, standing. “Let me go and ask Jayne-”

“You,” she says, turning her face to me. Her eyes focus on mine. “Me and you, Maddie.”

I take a deep breath and nod, letting her hook her arms around mine. She stands up on weak legs, and I guide her to the door where she has a puffy coat hanging. I help her into it.

“Let’s take a walk to the nurse’s station and let Jayne know, okay?” We walk slowly down the corridor, her slippers shuffling along the linoleum. Jayne double-takes as we approach her.

“Abbi’s asked to go outside,” I say carefully. “She wants me to take her. That’s okay, isn’t it?”

Jayne nods enthusiastically and smiles widely. “Of course it is! I’ll pop the time on the board, and you let us know when you come back so we can jot it down. You girls have fun.”

I didn’t know fun was possible in this place.

“Come on, Abs. Let’s get you some sunshine, okay?” We move towards and through the glass doors, letting a small winter breeze blow into the building.

Abbi stops as soon as we step outside. She closes her eyes, and I watch her take a deep breath. I wonder when the last time she came outside was.

“Where do you want to go?”

She opens her eyes and looks over at a bench surrounded by rose bushes. I nod and help her down some steps. The activity is still going on and we ignore it as we cross the grass. I pull my coat a little tighter around me with my free hand and help Abbi sit.

“It’s nice outside, huh?” I lower myself to sit next to her.