Banana Bus Imagines Fanfiction

Teddy Bear (Horror AU)

Delirious x Brooke

Honestly, who cant get enough of Delirious fine booty.

Abandoned Mental Asylum

Brooke's POV

Softly, I padded barefoot down the concrete hallway humming a random tune, letting my happy himes bounce off and echo down the flickering halls. Any attempts to forget what Delirious was currently doing to the investigator that had dug a little too deep into our home. His screams and begs were not happy tunes, neither was the laughter emitting from my companion's throat.

Our home was large, and used to be a prison for mentally sick people.. but then there was a fire. Majority of us were left to rot as the workers abandoned without even calling the fire department... come to find out the owner didn't want any repercussions of owed bills, abuse, and illegal drugs they have forced in us to keep us calm, so the owner let everything burn down. Allowed everyone to die. We were hours away from civilization so no one knew anyway.

Flashback *****

"Where are we going Dr. Baylee?" I'd ask, my smaller hand gripping his as he lead me through hallways I've never seen before. My pink night gown hugging my 16 year old curves.. I have been here ever since I was 7. My mother didn't want me anymore, and on my birthday she said we were going on a special trip. The trip was to the asylum. Paying a sum of cash.. I had suddenly been dragged from my mother and into a room then put to sleep as I couldn't stop wailing that night.

Remembering sobbing out to my mother in the middle of the night, for her to come and get me for the next three weeks. Luckily, I had met Samantha.. We played with crayons and she showed me her secret stuffed toys under her bed. Well, it was not an actual secret because the nurses could very well see under the bed but we would pretend. Often chasing each other down the hall ways and into the lobbies for fun. We were young so, we couldn't leave even if we wanted to.

"You're old enough and gonna start staying down here, sweetie." He opened another door, but this time it was a heavy concrete, sound proof door. The loud men yelling instantly filled my ears once he had opened it, and my curiosity faded. I felt dozens of men eyeballing me through their asylum cells. But soon was thrown in a private busted room with a strapped chair and medical tools sitting around, I could still hear the yelling but they couldn't see me.

I was used to him putting me in a straight jacket so I did not fight it, but my mood quickly dwindled. It was a reminder that I had simply just been an forgotten animal, no matter how much I pretended other wise. I'd notice a dark opening at the up right corner leading into some shower stalls.. there had been a trail of fresh blood leading into it..

"Put subject 223 in the chair." The doctor ordered completely serious, two male nurses roughly sat me down and strapped me even tighter within. I was beginning to panick and tremble, trying not to cry but my quiet weeping couldn't be helped.

"Let's hope she does not struggle like subject Delirious. We can't kill another. Inject the medication."

The chair forcefully reclined into a uncomfortable flat surface, making me dizzy as the light glared onto my face. I was quietly begging for them to not, but felt a used dirty needle plunge into my neck vein. Which each second it felt as if the atmosphere was getting warmer and warmer.

Suddenly, Sirens flared and red lights flourished the dark room. The doctors immediatly pulled back and panicked. I struggled and cried a bit louder, my heart beating a million miles... I did not want to die!

"It's a fire. We have to get out, now!" They dropped everything and ran for door until the upper floor fully collapsed on both nurses. I screamed as the flames engulfed the room. The smoke filling the upstairs as well as this operating room. I couldn't move at all, Dr. Baylee began screaming for help.