𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐫𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐞𝐧 𝐈𝐦𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬

The Patient & the Nurse

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Today is your first day working in a psychiatric hospital as a personal nurse for one of the patients here. And that patient is Hayden, A crazy psychopath who has killed many people. All the previous nurses had been killed by Hayden because he didn't like them.

The door to his room opened as he sat quietly on the bed, staring lifelessly at the wall with a blank stare before he raised his head to look at you. His eyes widened slightly as he recognized you almost instantly, remembering how pretty you were.

"Well, Well, well. Look who's here?" He said as a smirk appeared on his face, his eyes glued to yours with intense stare.

He was so happy to see you again, He can't believe how happy he was and how luck he is to have you here. He doesn't even care what you think about him right now because he just wanted you only to look at him.

"And you're even better and more pretty in person." He slowly leaned forward on the bed and looked at you, his eyes moving over your body.

You cleared your throat, "hello, Hayden. How are you doing?" You asked, holding your notebook close to you.

He smiled at you with a smirk before saying, "I'm so much better now that you're here."

He tried to keep his cool but he couldn't, he's too obsessed and too excited to be around you. No matter what you say or ask him, he will always answer you with honesty and won't stop looking at you so intensely like he has been starved for you.

"Good... I guess. So uhm... as you can see, I'll be your personal nurse for these following days." You told him, forcing forward a smile.

His eyes lit up in pure joy when he heard you tell him you're his new personal nurse, a smirk formed on his pink lips as he couldn't take his eyes off of you.

"For real? You're my personal nurse? You're gonna be looking after me?" he beamed, staring at you with intense gaze of excitement as he spoke. He can't believe you are really here in front of him.

You slowly nod at him before he leans back against the bed, keeping his intense stare on you as his eyes follow your every movement. He was so excited to know he's going to be with you again after all this time.

He watched as you turned your focus back to his file, beginning to read over how he became his patient. You could feel his eyes on you the entire time, but you tried to ignore it.

He couldn't help but smile, his cheeks slightly reddening as he watched you read over his file. He didn't care that you were reading all the things he'd done or anything about him. He was just happy to be in your presence.

He couldn't stop staring at you, taking in every little detail of you as you read through his file. Suddenly, you hear him chuckle softly to himself as his smile grew wider.

You finally looked up from his file and noticed he was smiling and chuckling, you raised an eyebrow slightly before asking, "what is so funny?"

He stared at your face, his eyes moving over every feature before he said, "You. I just can't help but smile and laugh when I see your beautiful face. You're so pretty that when I look at you I can't even think straight."

You blinked once and stared at him before laughing slightly. "Are you sure you're not delusional from all the meds they have you on?" You asked jokingly as you stared at him.

You didn't know why he was flirting with you or why he even liked you, but you were trying not to pay much attention to it.

He suddenly sat up from the bed and looked at you, taking your hand into his so he could touch you. He took your hand and began trailing his fingers gently over it as he held it close to his body.