Psych Ward (Peterick)

Chapter 16

Pete's POV:

Joe sat with me in the living room watching tv. The other patients were playing games or they were chatting with eachother. Suddenly the sound of the tv got louder and I saw that Joe put up the volume.

'Breaking News, axe killer arrested as he stroke again after 6 years.'

I heard a gasp and looked behind me.

Patrick.

I stood up quick which had Joe confused.

'What is it' Joe asked worried.

I didn't respond, I ran to Patricks room and I tried to open the door. It was blocked.

'Patrick open the door' I yelled multiple times and I banged on the door. Joe came running to me and he helped me to open up the door. I looked around his room throught his little window. I couldn't see him. More nurses and some patients came to help us open the door. I looked through the window again and I saw Patrick ripping of the sheets from his bed.

No, no dont do it Patrick.

I could see him tying the sheets to the door and I saw him getting up a chair and putting his head through the loop. He was having an argument with himself.

'I can't do this' is what I made out.

We pushed against the door hard and the door opened with a bang. I rushed through the gap and I saw Patrick hanging. Struggling. Trying to get out of the rope.

I ran towards him and lifted him up by his legs. Making sure the rope wasn't closing off his airway anymore. Joe stood behind me baffled by the scene we both witnessed.

I layed Patrick down on the ground and I checked if he was breating. He thankfully was. He opened his eyes and when he saw me he backed away till he couldn't go any further.

'Please dont kill me' he cried.

His eyes were closed again, keeping them shut as tights as possible.

'Patrick, Patrick its me, its Pete' I grabbed him by his shoulders trying to get him out of it.

'Please, p-please dont hurt me' he whimpered.

'Patrick it's me, hey, Tricky look at me'

He slowly opened his eyes again but there was still pure angst and terror showing in his eyes.

'No, no, no please d-dont hurt me, please' he was still hallucinating. He still couldn't see the reality.

'Nurse, get me a sedative now' I yelled.

Patricks breathing was shallow, I could see the vains in his neck pulsing. He was going to give himself a heartattack.

Stacey came running in with a sedative in her hand. She handed me the syringe and I took of the plastic cover with my teeth. I stabbed the syringe in his leg and pushed in the liquid. He began to calm down and soon he was out. I lifted him up and layed him down in his bed.

I looked behind me and I saw Joe still standing there, totally shocked by what he just whitnessed.

I walked up to him and I put my hand on his shoulder but he couldn't keep his eyes of Patrick.

'Joe?, Joe' I waved my hand in front of his face. His eyes moved slowly to mine untill they locked.

'Joe, you okay?'

He didnt answer he just started to cry.

'Shhh, it's okay' I comforted him.

'Do you want to help me clean this up?' He slowly nodded as he wiped away his tears.

Two other nurses came to ask if we needed some help but that wasn't necessary. We placed his desk and closet back to where they once stood. I walked over to the bathroom door and I untied the sheets from the door. Joe grabbed the chair and put it behind Patricks desk. We looked around and everything seemed to be back in its place.

'I'm gonna stay here, to look after Patrick okay?' I told Joe.

'C-can I m-maybe stay too?, he's my friend' Joe asked unsure.

'Yeah ofcourse!'