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Hôpital Sainte-Anne,a good mental health center that seemed to actually work with helping people get better but he wasn't very sure if this would work at all. Nothing ever seemed to work. and now being forced into this place wasn't well, especially not after a suicide attempt.
Chester walked up to the desk of a woman who was dressed like a nurse and he spoke to her hesitantly...
"Hello Miss...I was scheduled for today to...uhm....be checked it?" His tone was pretty normal but if you listened enough to it you could hear how shy he was.
The woman in blue nodded and handed him a clipboard with sheets of papers attached to it.
"Yes, please just sit in one of those chairs over there and once your done filling out the forms you can come back up here and give them to me so I can get you checked up and everything'
The boy haired boy nodded along as he awkwardly walked towards the chair and sat down already looking at the questions and how there were boxes to check out of answers "Have you ever been admitted to a mental health center?" He checked off the "No" box pretty quickly and continued to check out answers "Reason for being admitted" was a question that stood out since it had lines to write it down. He picked up the pen and began writing quickly "My parents believed it would be better for me to come here after they found me after a recent failed suicide attempt. Plus they want me to get better do I don't have to believe cutting or trying to take my life would make pain go away" The pen had scratched loudly onto the paper which filled the quiet waiting room with just a bit of sound which the woman hadn't seemed to notice the sound. After not long he had gotten done writing and answering he strutted over to the girl at the desk and handed over the sheets and the clipboard which she smiled and nodded then carefully spoke to Chester "Okay sir,if you have anything in your pockets,anything that could be controband,and if you have a bag or anything like that you need to hand it over so we can secure it for until you leave." Chester had walked back to the chair he was sitting in moments ago and brought back a olive green shoulder Crossbody bag and he handed it to the woman and she opened it in front of him and looked threw it,clothes,his phone, shoes,socks,and a necklace which the bag was just for when he got out for when he would need different clothing. The woman nodded and set the bag on her desk and she pulled out a piece of paper and asked "so sir,what's your first,middle,and last name?" "Chester Lenoir Jäger" Which the lady nodded and wrote his full name down onto the paper and securely tapped the paper onto his bag as she moved her chair back,spun around so her back faced him and put his bag into a locker numbered "27" Once she faced him again she glanced up at him and said "so sir what sized of clothing do you wear?" "Adult medium" He watched as she looked up at him a bit surprised. As if she knew he said something just a size bigger then he wore so it would be lose on him.she didn't need to know really, The nurse reached under her desk and handed Chester the clothes that basically looked like pajamas. He took them and listened as she said once last thing to him "Bye,you can just walk in there and go to the door on the left and change the go to the door beside it. Oh! And don't forget this!" She said handing him papers that were filled with writing and the paper was warm, freshly printed. He nodded as he opened the door and saw the first door on the left which looked old but had a sigh on it that said "CHANGING." which Chester entered and locked the door behind him as he slipped off the clothes he was already wearing off and dressed into the new clothes that he needed to wear that were basically just a light baby like blue and white pajama set which is what it looked like. He slipped on the white socks that came to his knees that had grippers on the bottom of them,with white slip on shoes with no laces or Velcro,more like boating shoes?he noticed the pants were like capris and only came up to his ankles and a name tag and patient identification card. He glanced down at it and read off of it.
JÄGER,CHESTER
RM:9
MH / SH / SOA
AGE: 17
He knew MH was Mental health,SH was self-harm and SOA was probably social anxiety but with a O so people wouldn't confuse it for sexual assault. Once he got dressed he saw the lockers in the room and noticed locker "27" was his and walked over to it and opened it up before putting his old clothes he was just wearing in it. And clothes the locker before he walked out the room and went to room beside it where a man was sitting at a desk while looking at his computer before looking up at Chester.
"What are you doing in here?"
"I just got in here....or just got admitted here."
"Oh! Alright then,come,come sit."
Chester sat in the chair in front of the desk and looked at the man in front of him who seemed to be looking at Chester's identication card. As the doctor then put something into his computer.
"Okay so....since your new your medical and progress page has nothing on it yet but that will change. Tomorrow your gonna start going to therapy with Mrs.Lucean which tomorrow morning we'll get a staff member to stop by room 9 and help you get a tour around the center so you know where to go. We have certain schedules for things like eating times and times everyone has to be at therapy sessions or being in one of the rooms up stairs to keep busy while others get help. Starting tomorrow you'll get a medical check with Dr. Marsh in the medical room which you will be shown to."
Chester nodded along as the man informed him about everything that he needed to know.
"You are free to leave to room nine while just go up the stairs and look on the right for the room."
Chester smiled at him and got up from the chair and left the room quickly yet quietly as he walked carefully up the stairs that seemed to go on forever but once he got to the hall of the rooms he looked to his right as he strolled down the hall before reaching the room.
He opened it slowly and looked inside,all boys inside with each on one bed talking and each looked at Chester confused why he was even there.
One spoke up,The boy with dyed red hair that reached down to his shoulder blades looked at Chester "Who are you,huh?"
"Chester...I'm new,"
The others confused looked at each other
"Oh....okay then? You can have that bed I guess" the boy with dyed grey hair with brown roots pointed to the bed in the corner of the room that looked basically untouched. Wooden bedframe which it was a single bed which was different from the black metal bunk beds which were the other beds.
Chester just awkwardly walked towards the singular bed and just sat up there with his arm and side against the wall as he didn't say anything but listened to the other boys talk on the bed.
The silence around Chester was so awkward but he couldn't do anything,his body was basically just didn't allow him to say anything,not as if he would say something even if his body wanted to. It was all so awkward...