Death Experiment

Chapter 3

"I- i, i can explain," i stutter.
"Save it young lady," my father starts.
"You might as well not do any explaining. Youll only make yourself look crazier. We have already called Brairwoods. Youll be staying there for 2-3 weeks at the least, so if you don't want to stay longer, I suggest you keep your mouth shut."
Oh shit. I was going to be with actual crazies...
Unless i could get home first and test my experiment a second time.. Then they couldnt send me off..
"Do you have ANYTHING to say for yourself?" My mother asked, interrupting my thoughts and emphasizing the word "anything".
"I- i guess not,"
"Stop your fucking stuttering," my father shot at me. "We've already packed you a bag so you wont have to go anywhere near your little experiment, ever again."
No no no no no no. Oh my god. Id worked so hard on that experiment! What the hell were they going to do to it?!
My father stood up, grabbed me by my arm, and pulled me out the door to our car. Without letting go of me, he opened the car door and shoved me in. He then sat down beside me and said, "if you thought you could jump out at a stoplight or something, youre wrong."
He shut the door and my mother drove off.
We drove for about 30 minutes through the city until we reached a heavily wooded area with a very narrow paved road. We continues twisting and turning on this road for about 2 hours before we reached a gravel driveway guarded by a tall, probably metal gate.
Once we got into the institution i was assigned a roommate.
His name was Kyle.
His.
My roommate was a guy.
I was directed to my room with my bag and Kyle was there waiting to show me around the place.
And woah, was Kyle a babe.
He has shoulder length blood red flippy hair, pale skin, and pale blue eyes. He was fucking gorgeous, and apparently he thought the same about me.
"Uh- i- i- wow you're beautiful," he said.
I wasnt the blushing type but that made my face turn the color of his hair.
"Youre fucking gorgeous man," i said quickly without thinking. "I- oh woah did i say that out loud?"
"You did, and im glad you think so. Anyway, as you know, im your roommate Kyle. I know a lot of cool places around here. Ive been in and out of here since i was 12. Im 17, and i get out in about 3 weeks," he told me.
"Im here because of a little experiment i tried, and my parents think im crazy for it. I get out in about 3 weeks too. Why are you in here?" I questioned.
I saw the life drain from Kyle's eyes.
"Well, please dont think im a freak, but I my parents send me here often for suicide attempts, cutting, and starving myself," Kyle said.
I could see tears forming in his eyes, so without thinking i gave him a huge, tight hug.
...
After kyle had given me the tour, we headed down for dinner.
Maybe this institution wasnt going to be so bad after all, even though i would miss my experiment.
Oh my god, i could get kyle to let me test it on him...

(A/N im sorry i havent updated in a while, i got busy with school and such :/)