I could hear yelling. Fighting. Grunts. Everything that makes this place go crazy. Not that we aren't already. I stood up from the hard mattress of my small room. Stumbled clumsily around the tiny wooden desk towards the heavily armed door. I gripped onto the thick bars blocking the useless window and looked outside in the hallway. I saw Jaden do the same.
~Jaden ~
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Put in the asylum by his grandfather after he killed his ex girlfriend Mads.
Diagnosed: Depression, Bipolar Full name: Jaden Isaiah Hossler Age: 21 Height: 5,10 Blood Type: A- Eye color: light blue Hair: Black and messy Body weight: 143lbs Scars: none
Jaden's room is the one directly in front of mine. It's not always a pleasure to wake up to his conversations and annoying smirks. Me and Jaden were like best friends he was the only one that wasn't scared of me when I first got here but 4 months ago i had a girlfriend her name was
~Nessa Barrett~
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Diagnosed: bpd, depression Full name: Janesa Barrett Age: 18 Height: 5,4 Eye colour: green Body weight: 121 ibs Scars: both of her wrists
he stole her for me.. she was my first love. Ever since I've been keeping my distance from the both of them. He looked at me through the bars and opened his mouth in order to start talking.
"Just shut up Jaden" I said under my breath, but loud enough so he could hear me.
Banging and screams immediately put me out of my trance once more and Jaden and I both shifted our glance to the left of the hallway. There was a girl. She was being dragged in by 3 guards.
What kind of girl needs 3 guards? She looks so small. So tiny like she could break simply by the touch of my finger but here she was, being held tightly by 3 strong security men, trying to throw her in one of the pity of cells that they call rooms in the girl's ward, without being hit dead.
She was yelling. Begging for them to let her go. Her voice went from begs to anger. No she wasn't angry. She was furious. Enraged. She started kicking them in the shin or trying to free herself from their grip, but it was useless once the third guard got a grip of her waist and picked her up in order to stop her from fighting back.
Your POV
"let go of me!" I screamed
"Come on" the guard said dragging me through the halls of the mental hospital
"No!" I screamed I knew everyone was staring at me but I didn't care
Vinnie's POV
I looked into her eyes. I thought maybe I could try to read her. But no. Instead. She looked back. Instantly, she calmed down. Her muscles relaxed. She'd undone the fists on her hands. Her mouth was left open slightly but all she did was stare back at me. I gasped slightly and let go of the bars. Breath taken by her eyes. Not one single emotion. She was blank.
There's nothing I could get out of her from these small instants, and that was probably the most frustrated I'd been in a while. Than she kicked him and run over to me
Your POV
"Dude i said let go!" I screamed, i kicked him in the stomach and made a run for it
" Get back here!" The guard said running after me
Then I saw 2 boys they didn't look scared which is odd because every person that sees me they kinda walk away scared only cause of my fucking makeup bruh
"I can't be alone in the dark, don't let them take me somewhere dark" I said to him
"Got you " the guard said grabbing my waist
Vinnie's POV
That's all she said.. idk what that was but it made wanna.. never mind All i knew that somehow.
I had to see her again soon.
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