Asylum (Harry Styles fan-fiction)

Chapter 3

Chapter 3

I placed the cup with water back on the table and looked at curly haired guy opposite of me. He was patiently waiting for me to start telling him my story. But stupid me decided that it will be better if I asked him the same question.

"Changing topic, I see" he smirked and looked in his plate thinking what to say." Well obviously I'm here for a reason, but nothing too serious. I just grew up in a bad family that's it. I just have small anger problems, that's why I get moved around a lot" Harry explained

I nodded. "Wait what ? What do you mean by you get moved around a lot ?" I asked being noisy again.

But don't blame me, I haven't got a proper conversation in five years. It feels nice to talk to someone who isn't judging you or says that you look normal comparing to others.

" No, no, no ... I see what you are doing right now. Answer on my quest-" but Bob cut him off by asking me to come with him.

I said sorry to Harry and played along to Bob, so everyone thinks that he is dragging me out with force not with my own will. I don't know why all security guards can't be like Bob. He at least apologizes if he hurts you, other just don't care.

" Did I do something wrong again ?" I asked right after we left the canteen.

Bob shakes his head and tells me to sit down on the dirty sofa. I hang my head down because this isn't leading to anything good.

" Jordan, you have to eat you know ? I know the food isn't the best but look at yourself, you're loosing weight too fast and it's dangerous. You can't go on like this forever, this won't end good. " He explains to me, making me eye myself from where I can see it. " And everyone else around aren't happy with you, they say that if you don't want to eat, you won't eat at all. You have to try, otherwise they eventually will lock you up in your damn room and won't feed you. It will be their win situation, you know how they act towards you all. "

I feel tears brimming in my eyes and nod, trying to stay calm. Just when Bob opens my eyes, I feel guilty.

" Come on, chin up ! " He smiles poking my side " I have to take you back upstairs. Tomorrow I'm going to bring you some cake okay ? " He smiles

" Thank you for everything " I say looking in Bobs eyes, giving him a sad smile.

" Don't worry about anything, I've got your back. But come on up now, I need to be in the Gym, watching others " He says and takes me carefully by my hand and leads me back to my room.

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Just after Bob left, I went to the girls bathroom and looked at myself in the mirror. My eyes were red from the small tears that I let escape. I rested on the sink and took some small breaths trying to calm down. As I looked in the mirror, I started to notice all my flaws and on my face grew a nasty smirk- Anas smirk

" Look at yourself Jordan, look at your fat arms, fat stomach, ugly hair... look at yourself. Nobody needs you, you are worthless piece of dirt. You killed your own family, how could you Jordan ? How could y-"

I couldn't take this anymore, I screamed and punched the mirror, which smashed into thousand small pieces. Pain in my hand grew and I sat on the floor right on the small glass pieces, but I didn't care. I'm a horrible person, I deserve everything that I'm going through. I killed my own family. Ana was right. How could I ?

One of the staff members opened the bathrooms door and glared at me.

" Only problems with you, nothing else " She growled and pulled me up by my bloody hand.