Louis' POV
It's easy to say that I've gotten worse, much worse.
I've pretty much shut out everything and everyone. I don't talk to anyone here and the staff keeps the truth hidden from the others who's here. It's only I, two nurses, Stan, my therapist and that Niall guy who knows. It's that Irish lad's entire fault...If he had just kept his big mouth shut it would never have happened.
But it was my fault too, if I had been more careful and made sure that no one was watching it wouldn't have happened. And then it's also his fault that he did it. We never asked him to, he just did it. We weren't prepared. But then again, how could he get a gun into a place like this?
I shouldn't think about this, my 'Therapist' Miss Grimes told me that those thoughts were bad and only made me more 'depressed', yeah sure 'cause she has helped me so much. Note the sarcasm.
Miss Grimes was the person I hated the most at this whole place, she was just awful. All she did was asking question she wouldn't get an answer on. She was just...ugh. I hated her. She always kept nagging about how I need to eat, smile, talk and what not. She was acting like she knew me. Yeah right, she only knew half of the story. She didn't know the dark part about it, she knew what happened but not about the part where I was suffering. She didn't ask about how I feel about what happened either.
They were all pretending it didn't happen. They wouldn't talk about it. And neither did I, but that was partly because I didn't have anyone to talk with. After Stan I I hadn't had any friend. because who wanted to be friend with me, I didn't talk, I didn't smile and rumors went around all the time about me. Some of them were true, some wasn't and some was just completely insane.
I didn't understand what I was doing here, everything just went down when I was here. I've caused a lot of trouble for the staff, their reputation was falling because of me. But they kept that hidden, they kept all I've done and witnessed hidden because if anyone knew this place would have to close. I was sure of it. And that was not what they wanted, they couldn't let me ruin their job.
The Irish guy, Niall who's also involved in the 'thing' that happened hasn't gotten out from here yet. He's at least getting better, I can see it on the way he moves. Yes I've watched him, I'm not a stalker but there isn't much to do in a place like this. I've seen him with those two other guys. One of them, Zayn, I think he was addicted to drugs. I've seen him a couple of times before I got here. He liked to buy marijuana if I remember right. And the other guy, he's special...he usually goes around and talks to himself.... I think his name is Liam but I've no idea what his problem is. They're all one year younger than me and since I'm turning nineteen this year they're all eighteen or at least soon eighteen.
Other than them there's a lot of people here, some 'cause they are/were drug addicts, some 'cause they were depressed/suicidal, other 'cause they sold their body to strange people and some 'cause they were raped/abused. It's a home for people who have gone through something hard.
I've been drug addicted (I'm not craving drugs in the same way now), according to Miss Grimes I'm depressed, I am/was suicidal (haven't succeeded yet...), I sold my body to those who paid goo and to him and I was abused by my dad before I ran away. I'm a mix of all those things that is required to get into this home.
But all of that could change and it would, I just didn't know it yet.
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Stuck - Larry Stylinson
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