"I know, but she is–"
"Busy, I get it."
It’s always the same damn answer. I have only seen my older sister three times since I woke up, and according to everyone here, it's a damn miracle. Kelsi didn't even know I had an older sister, I apparently never mentioned her. I never brought up my family at all, and I didn't bother to keep any pictures of them in my room either. What kind of family is this?
No good family relationships, no friends... No one even knows what the heck I was doing at the university!
He lets out a long sigh and takes out his phone.
"Alright, I guess we won't get anywhere until I actually ask..."
"Put it on speaker."
He looks at me, surprised. I want to listen to what my older sister says, why she won't come to see me. I'm tired of always hearing it from someone else. He nods and calls her. To my surprise, she answers after only two rings.
"Dr. Epstein? Something wrong with Clarissa?"
"N-no, Ms. Garnett, but... I'm with your younger sister, and she insists that she really wants to leave the hospital. I am in one of my sessions with her, and Clarissa insisted that I call you personally."
"I already said no."
He and I exchange a glance. How can she answer so fast? She could at least consider it, or even ask how I'm doing! Why is she so bent on that fucking no? Dr. Epstein sighs and looks a bit distressed with me glaring at him.
"I think it might be better if you... gave a reason to Miss Clarissa. She is a bit sensitive about her confinement, and–"
"I don't have any reason to give. She's my younger sister, I'm her legal guardian. I make the decisions, Clarissa doesn't need to know why. Is that all? I'm busy."
"I understand, Ms.–"
I grab the phone from his hand, furious. I don't give a damn about her being busy! This is my life we are talking about, she is not the one locked up within these four walls!
"Tell me why you won't let me out!" I shout.
"C-Clarissa?" her voice is more high-pitched, she almost sounds like she's about to choke. "Why are you listening to this...?"
"Because I want to know why you are not letting me out!"
I hear her sigh.
"You don't need to know. It's also for your security. As long as you stay in that hospital, you won't get into any trouble, and this way, you can be–"
"What security?! You don't tell me anything! Amy, I can freaking make fire with my hands! What is there that I should be afraid of, what trouble?"
"Clarissa, enough! The police already made us pay for all the damages from that damn building, and I have three lawyers making sure no one sues you! Our people already think I have a crazy, pyromaniac, younger sister, and the damn werewolves are all over me trying to get to you! This city is already complicated enough to deal with!"
"...The werewolves? Why would the werewolves want something from me...?"
"Clarissa, stop asking questions. You're staying where you are and that's final. We will discuss it more when I come back to Silver City."
"When is that?"
She sighs at the other end of the phone. Damn, I really feel like a freaking fly trying to squeeze into her agenda. I wait for her answer, a bit too long, in my opinion.
"Give the phone back to Dr. Epstein."
"I'm listening," he says.
"I said to take the phone back. If I need to ask again, you're fired."
