Your POV
It's been a week, a whole week since
I've been reunited with Vinnie. I don't
think I've ever been this excited in my
whole life. I'm so fucking happy. I'm
like laughing all the time, I can't
remember the last time I actually felt
this way.It's currently 4:06 am. Kinda late I
know but bare with me. I'm still
shaken up from this week's events, to
catch you up Vinnie stayed at the
hospital for 3 more days, doing check
ups, scans, x-rays and whatever
needed to be done to check if he'd
been injured and if so to heal
everything that was wrong.Turns out he had a few ribs broken, and a severe concussion so he still has to be watched but they transferred him to a hospital back in New York.
Ms. Hampton, Mr. Shaffer, Delilah
and the whole mental home organization I was placed in after the
fire back at the asylum had been
informed of my location, and Vinnie's,
Sam's and the evil nurse's case.
Vinnie and I were flown back, and of
course I was placed right back into the
house, under surveillance from two
guards, set in place by the organisation to keep me from escaping again.Delilah still came to visit me everyday.
She was proud of me she'd told me
multiple times, but she was still
convinced that my acts were very
stupid and almost suicidal given I'd
never been out on my own in the
street, let along a whole other country
across the globe.The guards would drive me to the
hospital a couple hours a day so I
could be with Vinnie. Tonight, I was
permitted to stay the night. I was
sitting on the sofa beside Vinnie's bed,
my head restine on the white sheets,
my hand holding his, his light grasp as
he'd been fast asleep right past
9:30pm.I don't blame him. I can't imagine
what he's been through. Nothing' changed between us, only our bond
has grown much stronger, I guess it
isn't in vein that they say you only
realize what you have when it's gone.Vinnie is the reason I'm alive and
nothing will ever change the way I feel
about him. Everything would be better soon, the guards were going to be called off duty in 10 days or so, and I'll just be under house arrest, the garden will even be off limits sadly, but my window faces the horizon, the side the sun sets on, so I'm not complaining.However Ms. Hampton and Mr.
Shaffer had had a conversation with
me a few days ago.Vinnie would be
under room arrest for a while,
probably a week, according to their
dumb codes and ways and whatever
psychological rule book they had, the
past events could have been traumatic
for him and he could come to be way
more aggressive then usual because of
his ptsd and ied.Which means I won't see him, in a
long time. I've been told his room's window faces mine tho, or at least, I could see his window from my room, maybe we might just find our own way of communicating..I want what's best for him. We've been
distanced for so long and I know for a
fact that being locked in a room for
whatever number of days isn't what
the boy needs. He needs me.God I feel selfish saying that but what
would be the point of this love, of my
need for him if it wasn't reciprocal.
I know it is, and I know he needs ME!But I won't mess with the system this
time. I won't mess with it. I'll let it
happen. Maybe this time it'll end in
our benefit. Maybe luck will face us
this time, not the rest of the world.
Maybe for once we'll get to be the
happy teenagers we've always longed
to be.Though after all this can we still
qualify as teenagers?~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

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Two little psychopaths/ Vinnie Hacker story
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