Madhouse Breakout

Chapter Six

Jenette's P.O.V

Group therapy is early today. It's set up before breakfast. I really don't want to see Steven today but I wouldn't mind getting a look at his bruised face.

"WELCOME EVERYBODY!" Doctor Theresa jumps excitedly as everyone starts to file into the room.

"Now, today we will be talking about your desires. Who wants to go first?"

Edward raises his hand to speak.
"I want to bite everyone in this room and turn them into vampires. Then I can start my own coven"

"Oh well that's...Interesting. Any other contributions?" Dr. Theresa asks.

"I want to go on a killing spree" Brendon says.

He was a serial killer.

"I want to fuck someone" Brittany adds in.

She used to be a prostitute I think.

"I WOULDN'T MIND BEING FUCKED" some random guy yells out.

"I want to rip everyone's insides out" A girl adds.

Everyone started speaking up and saying the most random things.
"I want to go to a strip club"
"I WANT TO SUCK A DICK"
"I WANT TO GO ON A SHOPPING SPREE....AT VICTORIA'S SECRET"
"I WANT-"

More and more. Every single person here started yelling out what they 'want'. Apparently they wanted a lot because the shouting wouldn't stop.

Luke's P.O.V
I zone out as everyone starts chatting about whatever they want.

My eyes start to focus again and I look across the room. Jenette was sitting there looking as beautiful as ever.

"I JUST WANT SOME TAKEOUT" a voice yells out.

I decide that maybe I should say what I want so in a tone that's barely audible I look at the beautiful girl across from me and whisper "I want you"

When we get out I'm going to make sure she's mine.

"You need to tell her" Michael gestures to Jenette.

"You're not one to talk about crushes and telling people how you feel" I snap.

Michael's P.O.V

It was breakfast time and I was annoyed.

The voice kept on annoying me. It doesn't necessarily tell me to do bad things like killing people. It just...taunts me.

Frequently.

'Luke's right you know. You aren't one to talk about emotions and speaking about them'

Shut up.

'When are you going to admit how you feel huh? Never? Oh good because you wouldn't have gotten him anyways. You aren't good enough for him'

Fuck off.

'I CAN'T fuck off. I AM you. I represent those little thoughts you don't like to think about. But I'll remind you, don't worry. I'll remind you. Every. Single. Day'

"FUCK YOU" I yell out.

"Michael? Who are you talking to?" Ashley raises an eyebrow at me.

"No one. Nothing. I wasn't..talking" I mumble keeping my eyes stuck to the plate that was placed in front of me.

"Are you sure? You seem a b-"

"I'M FINE" I interrupt her and stand up leaving the stupid table.

'She doesn't ACTUALLY care. You do know that right?'

I know. You remind me that nobody ever cares daily.