Twisted Asylum

Dead Flowers

This is another old patients chapter, because I have no idea how to write for Rook's chapter!! 💘💗💕💞💜💗💞💖

This chapter is based around Jasmine, and how the poor girl reacts to Aren for the first time.
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-- Name : Jasmine Pearce

-- Age: 23

-- Disorders: Severe trauma induced depression, Anxiety, Chronic Pains, Erythema multiforme, Diabetes→(dietary info on back of file), DID.

-- Patient was admitted to the asylum by the police, after she had an episode and ended up attacking her caretaker. Jasmine claims it wasn't her, and that it was; 'The smiley one.' This is mildly concerning, as Jasmine has described one of her splits as something similar.

-- Warnings: Don't touch her or force her to move, always have some kind of sugary food on hand in case of low blood sugar. Use the chains if the 'Smiley one' enters the space.

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The sound of soft breathing filled the space, as the white haired girl laid on her bed. Two small yellow horns poked out from under her fringe.

Her pains had finally calmed down enough, meaning that hopefully she could finally get some rest...

Jasmine groaned softly, gently scratching at a lesion at the corner of her mouth.

The doctors said to not touch them, but it was so hard to ignore...

She yawned, the lesion splitting slightly. She gently pulled her blanket over herself, drifting off.

... And sadly, she only got a few hours of rest, before the door was flung open.

Jasmine's POV

The noise startled me awake, my eyes shooting open immediately.

Yuu usually wasn't that aggressive with the door.. Maybe they had a bad day-?

"Yeah, that's exactly what I was saying!" An unfamiliar voice spoke up. My entire body went rigid.

That's not Yuu.

"Oh my god, she should have. Really a wasted opportunity." The voice speaks up again... Were they on the phone? Who are they talking to?

I slowly roll over to look at them, groaning from the stiffness I now felt.

... They don't look very happy. And, definitely on the phone. That's not allowed, they're working...

They frown as they see me looking at them. "The fuck are you looking at?" They spat.

I whine softly, rolling over and laying back down.

"Oh- No I wasn't talking to you. It's one of my new patients. She's got a huge staring problem." The doctor laughed. I started trembling softly.

I didn't like them. Where was Yuu? I want Yuu, why are they gone? Did I do something? Did I...

'Go away you freak! I hate you, you're so weird!' Their voice echoed in my head.

... I don't want Yuu to hate me.

My face twitches.

... It's not Jasmine anymore.

I roll back over, smiling widely at the back of this doctors head.

"Ugh... Anyway, I should probably get back to work. Gotta tell this freak who I am, all that stuff." I scoff softly, pushing myself to sit up.

They hang up the phone, putting in their pocket. They turn to me and grimace for a second.

"Jesus. I thought you were freaky enough, quit fucking smiling!" They say irritably.

My head tilts.

...

I slowly stand up. Their face drops.

"... You made Jasmine sad." I say softly, my voice hoarse in my throat.

They frown, quickly backing towards the door. "So? Also, what? Why are you talking about yourself? Freak..."

They quickly leave the room, leaving me standing in the centre.

...

I don't like them. I don't think any of us do.

I step back to the bed, laying back down...

... Jasmine?

I lay back down quietly, my eyes welling with unshed tears.

Did Yuu leave me..? I certainly hope not.. they were my friend. I hope I was their friend.

I grab a juice box from my bedside shelf, drinking it and trying to distract myself from the dreaded feeling in my gut.