Psych Ward (Peterick)

Chapter 2

Somebody shook me. It was him. I screamed as loud as I could. I started to trash trying to get out of his hold.

'Please don't hurt me' I whimpered and I cried.

'Patrick! Patrick! Wake up' I heard someone yell from far away.

I jolted upwarts and my eyes darted open. I wasn't in the closet. I wasn't in that dark tiny space. I was in my room. My bright and white room. My eyes adjusted and I looked around. My eyes locked with the eyes of Nurse Stacey.

'It's okay sweetie, it was just a dream' she assured me softly as she wrapped her arms around my body. I hugged her back. Hugging her as tight as possible. Reassuring myself that it was just a dream.

'Go back to sleep Patrick' she whispered.

'I can't' I spoke but she didn't hear me. She stood up and she was about to turn the lights off.

'Please don't turn them off' I begged.

She gave me a small smile and she left. I got out of my bed and I sat in the corner of my room. It was something I did often, it calmed me down.

'There was no man Patrick'

'Yes there was'

'It was you'

'No shut up!'

'Murderer'

'SHUT UP' I whispered harshly as I began pulling on my hair. I wanted it to stop. I hated it. I hated its voice. I hated it, it would never leave. It would never stop.

'I'll never shut up, you worthless piece of shit'

'Go away' I begged.

'I'll never go away Patrick. We are one. You can't survive without me!'

I started banging my head against the wall. As hard as I could. It needed to leave. It's driving me crazy. But it's right.

Vaughn is right!

(If you didn't get it, Vaughn is in bold').