the sunrise and your sins

𝓉𝒽𝒶𝓉 𝓅𝒾𝑒𝒸𝑒 𝑜𝒻 𝓈𝒽𝒾𝓉 𝒽𝒶𝓈 𝒶𝒷𝒶𝓃𝒹𝑜𝓃𝑒𝒹 𝓎𝑜𝓊

Osiris Idona Reine

MOST FURIOUS PATIENT

MIDNIGHT MEADOW PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL

I'm not sure what woke me up the next morning, maybe it was the sound of complete silence, or perhaps it was the uncomfortable bed I was laying on. The room was lit up slightly more than last night, indicating to me that it was perhaps not the morning, but the afternoon.

The room was silent. It shouldn't have been. I was alone. I shouldn't have been. Where was Arny? Did he come back? I knew I shouldn't have trusted him at all. I immediately regret listening to him and not escaping when I had the chance, but regretting trusting Arny even more. I should have learned from experience that people like us should never be trusteed.

"Dan?" I call out, my voice bouncing off of the walls.

I felt my fists clench as I stood up from my bed, my brain trying to comprehend the fact that Arny had left - he'd betrayed me. I checked the room for any signs of his return. I glanced over at the bed; it was still as neatly made and untouched as yesterday.

"Arnold?" I called out a little louder, my rage hinting through even more. I had used his full name for the first time. It felt weird.

That piece of shit abandoned you.

I didn't want to listen to the voices. But they were right, and they were the ones that were riling up my accent. I felt alone and betrayed. However, I felt vengeful and murderous even more so.

I let out an ear-splitting screech as I pelted full force into the metal door. It stopped me in my tracks with a large, loud, and painful bang. I continued to scream as I punched the door repeatedly, the room filling with large and painful bangs. I stopped for a moment as the eye hatch was pulled back, revealing a pair of eyes several metres away.

"Miss Reine, I'm going to have you to calm down." The guard snarled, "Or I'll be forced to come in there and calm you down myself."

The slot was shut with a loud crash, and once again I felt the anger boil up within me once more. My grunting and heavy breathing became louder and louder with each kick and punch. There was nothing that could calm me down; the only colour I could see was red. The only emotion I could process was betrayal. And with the help of my brain's useful dialogue, I took action straight away.

This time I used my entire body weight to kick at the door, each one more violent and forceful than before. My unprotected heels were leaving dents in the metal, despite the skin coming away from them. The noise I was making was definitely causing a stir amongst the other patients, I could hear them shrieking and screaming from their cells. And no doubt it was annoying the guard outside. With a few clicks of the locks, the huge door swung open, and there stood two of the guards towering over me.

They were tall, making me take a few steps backward so that I could look up at them. In no way were they intimidating to me, nor scary; they glared at me intensely, their big muscly arms folded over their chests. It was as if they were daring me to do something. And, with a loud growl, I lunged at them.

I ran for the gap between two of their bodies, but before I could do anything, I felt two hands grab me stopping me like a brick wall. In one swift motion, I brought my knee up to kick one of them between the legs, making him crumble to the floor with a cry. The other one grabbed me by my waist and picked me up, almost flinging me over his shoulder, I balled my fists and hit him repeatedly on the top of his head, until he dropped me on the floor, unable to withstand my forceful blows any longer.

I got back to my feet as he walked towards me quickly, almost threateningly. I crouched down quickly, swiping his legs out from underneath him, making him fall on the floor next to his friend; both of them groaning. I took my opportunity and hopped over the pair, bolting towards the door and towards the stairs.

I ran as fast as I could up the stairs, my legs were burning from the speed I was going. Faint sounds of footsteps were ringing out. And before I knew it, a few female nurses were charging at me from the top, their bodies were determined to catch me, but their eyes were full of fear. I threw myself at them confidently, pulling them by the hair behind me, throwing them one by one down the stairs with the sounds of painful crunches filling my ears. I wasn't able to enjoy the crunches, nor the high shrieks for very long, as they were being drowned out by the heavy grunts of the guards behind me.

I looked around, my mind racing to form a plan. Without a second thought, I burst into the recreational room, my hateful eyes scanning every inch. And then it happened. The red colour I saw in fury dulled down, clearing my vision. My anger vanished immediately when I saw him.

At the back of the room, with a book clutched firmly in his hands and a confused expression on his face, was Arny. I was too engrossed in the curly-haired man I thought betrayed me to realise the millions of footsteps that were thundering up behind me. Within milliseconds, a huge weight was piled on top of me, forcing me to the ground. My arms were pinned behind me, as a muscular man tried to pick me up.

"Let go of me, Donkey Kong!" I yell as I try to wiggle from his arm that was locked around my waist.

A few guards had to join in, one of them grabbing my legs that kicked out, refusing to be taken away. Another took hold of my head, to stop it from wiggling free from their grip. My eyes, however, were still locked on Arny, who I saw lunge from his seat. But that was all I saw before I was ripped away, violently. And as I was being dragged away, all I could hear were the persistent shouts from Arny shouting my name repeatedly.