Asylum (Harry Styles fan-fiction)

Chapter 1

Chapter 1 ( Jordans POV)

It hurts... everywhere.

They probably don't understand that, with hitting or pinching they won't hit my other personality out of me. Actually it would be a different story. My other personality would only come out and kill them, just like she did it with my family.

My name is Jordan Harris, I'm 16 years old 'psycho' girl who killed her own family.

To be honest I don't even remember how it all started, I guess I've been like this from the very start.

I lived in a very loving family, with my mum, dad and my brother Joseph. No matter how I acted they loved me. I still remember the last time I spoke to them, that was the time when I killed them...

I will regret it for the rest of my life and I'm more than sure that I will burn in hell. I have a split personality. There's me and Ana, she was the one that made me kill my family one by one and I was only 11 years old. I was too young to sit in a prison for the rest of my life and neighbors told cops that I'm a very odd person. After that they did millions of tests on me, just to make sure that i'm really mentally ill.

So here I am... In an asylum- place where professionals are meant to help others, but not in this case.

I feel like in a prison. Who the hell I'm kidding ? Prison probably is much better than this place.

I don't even have a hairband to put my hair up just because it is too 'dangerous' for me and I could easily harm myself. Such a bullshit... And no wonder why insane people usually have messy hair, we don't have hairbands or hair brushes. It's a big surprise that I can actually brush my teeth and it's not as dangerous as a hair band. Their logic suck ducks.

Suddenly I ran into a wall, right by the canteen where every Wednesday we have our support group sessions. The main woman that is our group therapist isn't the nicest one. Her fake 'I love helping people' act is old and I know that she hates every Wednesday and every person in this room.

The security guy that bought me here, pushed me down with a force on the terrible blue chair which was falling apart already. And finally he left.

Ruby ( our support group therapist) sat down on the nice office chair and looked in papers. '' Today we will have a new boy with us, he should be here soon. '' She fake smiled and continued reading her papers.

Soon in the new person came, he was leaded by two security guards right in the room. Ruby looked at them and stood up. '' And here is the new boy, would you like to introduce yourself ?'' she asked

Boy just looked up from the floor with a cocky smirk on his face and pushed of his curls off of his forehead. '' I'm Harry and I'm 17 years old...''

Ruby awkwardly clapped her hands and told him to sit down on the chair opposite of me. When I looked at the boy - he was already staring at me without blinking. Of course I broke our eye contact and looked at my fingers. This Harry guy seems very interesting... it's not like good type of interesting, he is more like bad -mysterious type of interesting and I would like to know more about him. Just when I wanted to quickly look at him, he caught my glance just because he didn't take his eyes of me at all.

What's wrong with him ?

A/N - Soooo... I hope you liked the first chapter and you will be kind enough to continue reading my story. Thank youu xx

P.S. - By the way I'm not English, so if you see any mistakes - I am very sorry, I'm trying my best.