The Shape from past

Chapter 37

(Y/n)s POV

The food tasted even worse today. My parents visited me yesterday but that ended up in yelling and tears. My father even called me a cheap slut and I was the cause to Mark's death. Thankfully Dr. Loomis made them go away once he saw how distraught I was. I don't know what they were going to do now but I didn't want to leave this place. Once I would be free from here, I would see my cats again. And I could be close to Michael.

The other patients were yelling and screaming in the room but once Michael entered, everyone quieted down. I look at him to see that he was handcuffed and there was guards with him. He looks up to me which I was nervous about. I don't know what he was thinking. I turn to look at my food and try to ignore it. I could hear nurse Amelie's sharp voice talk to him but I just try to stay in my own little world.

"Look Michael! Do you want to go sit with your girlfriend?" She says to Michael with a voice which you would use on toddlers. I won't look up but I can see that they make Michael sit opposite of me. "There you go. You don't need your left hand at eating so I'm going to cuff it on the table." She says to him as she does that. I could see that Michael didn't even move a muscle when she cuffed him. "When you're finished put the plastic fork down." She says to him before she leaves.

I look up from my food to see that he was staring at me with no emotions on his face. I could see that his eyes were looking right through my soul. "Hi." I whisper to him but he won't do anything. "I'm... I'm sorry." I say to him but once again he won't do anything. I was getting more nervous than before. It was strange to see him like this since he usually hid behind his mask. "Are you going to kill me?" I don't know why I even asked but I wanted to know if I was in danger.

He looks at me for a moment before I could see some softness in his eyes. It took me off guard but then he turns to look at the food. He picks up the plastic fork and started to eat his food. I continue eating my own food too but then I see that he stops eating when he's only half way through. I was confused but then he just pick up his plate it puts it in front of me. I stare at it for a moment before I turn to look at him. He was still holding his fork on his hand.

"Is it for me?" He looks at me before he just nods. I look at his food and tilt my head. "Why?" I question him. He just stares at me but then his eyes shifted on my stomach. I didn't know that he understood what was going on but I think this was a good thing... right? I take some of it while he just stares at me. This was so awkward right now that it made me almost cry. "Can you... not look at me?" I ask from him but he doesn't move a muscle.

I look around me and see that the other patients have stopped eating. They are like some wild animal is waiting for to see who is its next pray. And I knew that it was all because of Michael. I finish his food too but he doesn't put the fork down. I guess he wasn't finished yet. "Is there something wrong?" I ask from him but he doesn't move at all. I was getting scared at this point. I don't know if he wanted to kill me but it scared me enough.

"Michael are you done?" Nurse Amelie yells from the side but even this doesn't make Michael turn to look at her. "Michael, she spoke to you." I whisper to him but he doesn't even look at her direction. The feeling of fleeing is strong in my body which makes me almost shake. I... I needed to get away from them all. I needed to get away from Michael and those dark staring eyes that he had. I need to get there somewhere where I'm safe.

I put my own fork down and quickly get up from my seat. I didn't expect Michael to do the same but he does which makes the table move little. His sudden movements make other patients cry out and the guards yell at him. I look at him with wide eyes as he moves towards me while he just moves the table away from himself. I guess that this table wasn't for stopping patients movements even if they were in cuffs.