OUTCAST CHAPTER: SEVEN
"Let it hurt until it can't hurt anymore."
"Mr and Mrs Parker?" Eun called out, "What's wrong with our child?!" Adelaide spoke. "Sorry to say this, but... You need to keep him here for a few weeks, he can't be discharged yet, We need to run some psychological tests on him. Please be calm and do not shout inside this place. Especially Mr Parker" Eun spoke, eyeing William, "Also, for your information, I am a well-respected psychiatrist here, I don't fool around and do funny business, Please do not assume things you are not aware of." Eun turned on her heels and walked to the Head Doctor's cabin, as Adelaide and William sat on the bench, Not knowing what to do.
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"Sir?" Eun called out. "Yes, come in," Benjamin spoke, Eun came inside and said. "Sir, the files of Jung Abel Parker have admitted here a few hours ago." Benjamin smiled, "Doctor Eun, You always prepare beforehand, don't you?" Eun smiled. "But I'm worried, This is a case to be transferred to the psychiatric department, The child has admitted symptoms of Schizophrenia. And, it has worsened, not something we can control by giving medics. He'll need therapy, rehabilitation, Support group and behaviour therapy. We'll need to get this smooth." Benjamin just nodded. "I know, you're the best psychiatrist in this hospital, do whatever you can, make sure, no one gets hurt or even worse, killed. No child should go through what your mother went through." Eun nodded. "Oh, that will be 100% guaranteed. Do not worry. I won't let that happen, I'll keep my own life at stake. So, I'll get going. Thank you so much, Doctor." Benjamin smiled. "Good Luck, Doctor Eun!"
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"Jennifer, please make sure to use the lockless chains, I have my card. And don't give too much Antipsychotic or Anti-tremor. A minimal amount of 12 units, no more no less." Eun called out as Jennifer and Eun transferred the child from the bed to the stretcher. "Yes, doctor, should we use the padded cell?" The padded cell was a white room, with padded walls, which helped violent patients reduce self-harm, to themselves, and adjust, until they were calm. "I don't think so, Just use one of the soft bedrooms. Soft bedrooms were bedrooms which actually looked like a real bedroom, the patients could design the rooms, once they were calm enough to use such a room. "What about the straitjacket?" Jennifer asked again. "No need, He's already calm." A straitjacket was a white coloured jacket with long arms that can be tied at the back, to avoid violent patients from doing self-harm to themselves and others. "Just make sure he's chained to the wall, For now, that's okay."
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"Jung, you're awake," Eun spoke to the boy who spoke back. "Ahre you scargged of fme?" Eun smiled softly. "No" "whyyk,?" "My mother had the same problem. She got abused by my father, until at the age of 34, she got admitted to a psychiatric ward, and killed one of the staff, which was Mai's mother, she had gotten feral, and escaped the ward, she ran back home, and murdered my father, and hanged herself. I was only 15 then. I saw Mai crying every day. She cried with me I cried with her slowly We became friends." Jung just stared. "I'm sowwkky" Eun smiled. "No it's alright, I'm over it, it's just a bad memory." Jung shook his head, "No, It's Nooikt. You'res notk obevebr ikt yhet. No onekd camn." Eun chuckled, "How are you so sure?" Jung smiled. "bEacaujse I cannk't" Eun's smile faded, "How so?" "Moy motjlher, sjehe lobneves me,. Ankd all, buot shode donmnes nokt canre. Annde I felol lehtft ohut." Jung replied. "I'll never make you feel that way. I'll make you feel special. I'll make you feel things you always wanted to feel." Eun smiled as she spoke, Jung's restlessness didn't seem to stop at all though, he was nervous all along, he would bite his nails, tap his fingers, fidget them, his mind was never at peace. Well, short words, he was never at peace, he was never calm, all this was an act, oh, however much he tries to restrain himself from lunging forward and grabbing her neck, squeezing it, and see the colours drain, All because of Del. She was never rude to Del, or about her. Jung spotted Del next to Eun, but she wasn't wearing a white dress, that showed her angelic features, except, she was wearing a jet black dress, she looked at him and smirked, Any trace of innocence was wiped away. Except it showed vengeance, revenge, anger, pain, sadness, and lust, Lust for blood, for it to flow through her pale, snow like hands. Her brown chocolate like hair, was now tied up, into a neat ponytail, and she traced her fingers across Eun's neck. Eun shuddered. "Del, stop." Jung was amused, how did she know Del was there?. Eun on the other hand stared at the boy who was tracing her neck, slowly, making hair stand up, The doctor knew, it wasn't him, It was her. The one he adored and called dear, Oh, how much of a threat was she to him? Would he know? Will he abandon her? If he wants to live, he has to. Everything happened in seconds. What Eun remembers next is just blood falling from the side of her neck and she passing out in the hands of Mai. (Jung's jumbled sentences: Are you scared of me? Why? Sorry, No you're not over it yet, no one can, because I can't, My mother, she loves me and all, but she doesn't care, And I feel left out.)
"Ironic, isn't it? That the same girl, who saved him from death, killed him herself." - Del
