Two Worlds Apart(American Horror Story Asylum)

Nor'easter

It had been a week since i witness my aunt Jude frightfully abuse Kit i was in great shock at how someone who's been so kind to me my whole life would end up slapping me across the face with such anger. But what hurt me the most was the pain she caused Kit he surely did'nt deserve that cruel punishment,Hell no one on this earth should be treated like that.

I was kneeled down praying beside my bed praying for my aunt's sin,hopeing god would forgive her for doing wrong."Violet dear may I come in?" I turned to glance at the door "Come in Sister Mary Eunice" .

She entered my room with this gigantic chidish smile i even noticed she was wearing a very bright red color on her lips "Oh sweet young Violet why are you so what's the word?" she was snapping her finger's thinking of a word to finish her ridiculous question.

"innocent!! that's the word!!" she layed on my bed looking at me while i finished putting on my white cardigan "I don't know maybe im just a nice person" I shrugged my shoulder's looking back at the sweet nun.

"Well Violet you are a very nice person...but sometimes people change for particular reason's" she stood up from my bed and got closer to me "What reason's ?" i asked her as my mind brought so many reasons to it.

"Kit Walker" she said is name I took a giant gulp and turned away from her "Iv'e been observing the both of you and i can tell that you two are getting close" she placed her hand on my shoulder.

"Sister me and Kit are just..." she cut me off before i could even cover up my feeling's toward's Kit "Friends....Dear you don't have to pretend infront of me,I wont say a word to you're aunty Judy" she pushed my hair away from my face and patted me on the back before heading toward's the door "Oh and sweet Violet there is a storm heading our way tonight it's Nor'easter" she smiled her evil grin before skipping off into the hallway.

~IN THE COMMON ROOM~

I walked into the common room to do my daily duties when i noticed a young woman probably around her mid 30's with short brown hair she was sitting on the old worn out couch smoking a cigarette while writting on a piece of paper,I sat next to her "Hey im Violet" I waved at her greeting her with a smile.

She hid her piece of paper under the couch cushion as if i did'nt notice her "Hi im Lana you must be sister Jude's niece?" she smiled back at me "yeah that's how everyone know's me around here as" I laughed making a joke out of myself.

She nodded her head "Im Lana Winters you're aunt locked me up in here under false pretenses" Lana said in an angrily voice "Im sorry.....I...I..I did'nt know she was the one to have you committed here" i felt even more afraid of aunt jude to put someone innocent in Briarcliff.

"Im not putting my anger toward's you Violet,all my anger is going sister jude for turning my wendy against me!!" she smoked her cigarette letting out a small cload of smoke.

We both heard the door's to the common room open to see Kit walking pass us he sat across from the french her named Grace they both started whispering to each other so no one would here there conversation."He was part of the reason i was locked up in here" Lana told me as i turned around to her.

"What do you mean part of the reason?" i asked Lana

"Sister Mary Eunice snuck me in here just so i could interview Bloody Face but when i went to search for him i got knocked out and when i opened my eyes i was locked up in briarcliff,Kit Walker is a monster i don't understand why Grace has become his friend when we know what he's capable of" she put out her cigarette when Sister Mary Eunice walked in and turned off that annoying record,everyone was quite and still as they looked up to her.

"There is a big fat storm heading our way tonight some of you may be still other's will be terrifed,that's why sister Jude has offered a movie tonight so we can all be together on this stormy night" she looked around the room watching everyone of us " The movie is about Fire, sex and the death of Christians. What fun!” she smiled and walked up to the mexican woman whom seemed afraid of the sweet nun.