The Psycho/Michael Clifford

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My name is Emma and I help around a asylum with my mum.But,my mum works there and I just help.I wish I never did because it's scary there.But,i have too because a family job and I can't stop a family job.
"MUM"i yelled looking for my mum
"WHAT"i heard from the kitchen
"Where are my pens"
"I don't know maybe Ben took them"she said putting meds in cups
Ben is my cat and he loves to take stuff
"Wait,why do you want pens for"she asked
"Maybe I want be a writer"i said slamming the door behind me
My job is to get the patients to the tables and give them the meds and fix up their rooms.
"Ok everyone out of your rooms and to the table like every single day"i said opening their door
Everyone walks by me and I count them making sure everyone is here.but,there is a guy.A very quite one but,he is not quite when he is his room.he screams and yell and sometimes he comes out with bloody fists.he punches the walls.but,i should be scared of him like everybody else but I'm not.i feel safe for the quick second.like nothing can hurt me and sometimes I just want to give him a hug because he has no friend and no one likes or loves him.i can see why he screams and yells.i need to talk to him.oh,almost forgot I make his room special because he needs it.he says thank you in he our way like writing thank you on his wall or the look in his beautiful green eyes.
"Hey"i said and he turns around he points his finger at himself to see if I'm talking to him and I nod
"Yea you come here"i said with a smile and walks to me
"What's your name"i asked
"Michael"he said with a worried look on his face
"Oh my god he talks"i started laughing and he smiles.he has the worlds beautiful smile
"Yea,did I do anything"
"No,I just wanted to know if you wanted to stay out of your room a little longer"I said winking and his smile gets bigger
"You can do that"
"Yea,i can do anything but killing someone"
"Is that the rules"
"No,just first I don't want to go to jail and second I don't have the guts"
"Oh.so why do you wanted to keep me out for a little longer"
"You need it"
"Your not scared of me are you"
"Nope"
"But how are you not scared everyone is scared of me"
"I just have a feeling that you are different than the rumors about you"
"You do not believe the rumors about me"he said with a surprise look
"No"
"B-"I stopped him with a kiss on his lips
"Oh my god I didn't mean to do that"i blushed
"It's fine"he said with the biggest smile on his face and he walks away to get his meds
Oh my god why did I kiss him.what is wrong with me.do I have feelings for him and I don't know it yet.what happens he doesn't like me or he thinks I'm a pyscho for kissing him.wait why do I care he is just another guy with beautiful green eyes and handsome smile OH MY GOD I LIKE HIM.Is that why I can't stop thinking about him and why I make his room is nice and fresh than the other people.when I think about him I first think that pops up is how soft his lips are and than his eye and than his hair and than his soft skin.his skin is softer than it looks.for a guy like him he has pretty soft skin.i just need to stop thinking about him.
~a couple hours later~
"Michael you want real food"
"Yes please"
"What do you like to eat"
"PIZZA"he yells
"Shh,we don't want people to hate me"
"I'm sorry"
"It's ok and everyone hates me anyways"i said looking down
"I don't"he said hugging me
"I think your the worlds best person"
"Your so sweet and come with me and go make the pizza"
"Ok"he said following me into the kitchen
We walk into the kitchen and Michael touched everything in it.it was so funny because his face was priceless.
"I'm guess you haven't seen a kitchen in years"
"Yes"
I started getting out the stuff for the pizzas and he was just watching me the whole time.we mostly played with the stuff than put the together.we have flour all over us and we were cracking up.i haven't had this much fun since my dad leave me and my mum.my mum changed and I hated it.she was so funny and happy and now she boring and sad.so back the me and Michael.but,some how Michael got flour on his back.
"Your very talented"i laughed
"What do you mean"
"You got flour on your back"
"I did"he said spinning in circle trying to see his back
"Your different than the other do you know that"i said and he looks at me
"And what do you mean by that"he said with that worried look
"I mean that you are not crazy like the others I like it"i said and he started blushing
"No one ever said that to me before"
"It's true and can I ask you something"
"Yea"
"You don't have to answer if you don't want to but why do you scream and yell in your room"
"Oh,well um is that I was raised but my aunt and uncle and they really didn't like me so they put me in here and made up a story about me and I really hate them so I yell and scream and hit the walls"
"Aw poor baby"i said hugging him
"Why do you care about me more then the others"he said putting his chin on my head
"Cause your more special to me than the others"i said and I feel the smile he has on his face
"You should go and get cleaned up and go get some rest"
"Do you need help with this mess"
"No I got it"i said picking up the plates and he walks to the showers
~Couple minute later~
I watched as Michael goes into his room(I don't like calling them cells because I think it's mean and they are not animals)and lays down on his bed