Vincent is such a Douchbag

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My brain went clear and filled with anger.

I went to Mike's room and stood in front of Mike. He was watching me with no emotion at all.

His face was filled with pain. But all I can see was his scornful face illusion.

I pulled out his IV and started to punch and slap his face. Mike's face was getting bruised and bloody.

"Vin, ow, ow. please, I'm, I'm sorry-ack-please.."

"It's your fault that he left me."

"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

But I hardly punched his stomach.

He stopped for a second and fall on my body. His blood was spreading from his stomach and it tinted his gown and my clothes.

His stomach was getting red. He was crying. He couldn't even make a painful face. Suddenly code warning alarmed and they ran to Mike and took him away.

I was kicked out of his room.

.......

"Mike....."

2 hours later, Mike came back.

He had chains on his wrist and his face was pale.

-.....what happened?

-oh, uhm.... he kinda went crazy... he tried to commit suicide in the surgery room. He'll probably need to take some pills.

-..what? I'll take care of him.

-Mr, I think you didn't understand, You abused the patient. We can't believe you. We're only accepting you because he doesn't have people near him right now.

-.....

-Vincent?

-Scott!

Scott ran to me and asked for Mike.

-Where is Mike? Is he asleep?

-oh, you must be a... close friend or guardian? This man.. abused the patient in the room and the patient had a second surgery but he almost committed suicide.

-Vincent, what did you do?

-I'm sorry!

-what did you do?

-, I punched his stomach...

-Oh no, god, fuck.... I should have stayed by his side... god...

-...I'm sorry.

-Now what! He'll probably commit suicide more often and he will be scared of you!

-I was not me!

-fuck you! Whatever!

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Another 2 months later, no one's POV

-h, hh.

-Mike?

-NH.

-Mike, you are awake...

Mike suddenly tried to slit his neck with the fruit knife beside him but the chains in his arm kept him away from the knife.

Mike had a mental breakdown right away.

He started to cry while whining.

-aaah, why!

-Vincent.... come in.

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