Chapter 24

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Patricks POV:

'It wasn't Pete's fault. Pete didnt know. Pete didnt know'.

Yes he did. He knew. He did this on purpose.

'No he didn't!'

Yes he did Patrick, he did.

'Shut up, shut up.!

He hates you Patrick, he hates your guts.

'He doesn't. He doesn't hate me. Please stop. Just stop.'

No!

'Go away, go away!!'

I rocked back and forth. Pulling my hair, scratching away at my skin. Hoping he would leave. He's a liar. He drives me crazy.

'Patrick Stump' a stern voice nearly yelled as the door to my room swung open.

I didnt look up. Too caught up in my thoughts. I heard her. But distant. Suddenly a pair of hands roughly grabbed me by my arms and threw me on the ground. I struggled within their hold but with no avail. My sight was hazy and I couldnt see clearly. I saw the nurse pulled out something white and the woman with the stern voice made me sit up and held my arms in front of me. I felt them putting me in some kind of jacket which made me claustrophobic.

Suddenly I regained my eyesight amd I saw a face that belonged to the stern voice. It was an elderly lady, her shiny grey hair put up in a tight bun. Cherry red lipstick covering her lips and blush on her cheeks. She grinned as she tied the jacket together. I looked down and saw she had put me in a straight jacket which made me panic.

'What are you d-doing?!!' I screamed.

'Shh, be quiet, its for your own safety'

'No, no let me go now!'.

The male nurse lifted me up and I started to writh and trash, desperatly to free myself. The lady lifted up my feet and they dragged me out of my room.

'No, no, no let me go, noo pleasee, please nooo' I screamed but no one helped me.

They dragged me further and further down the hall till we stopped in front of a door with no window.

I remembered the room. It was a room I was put in a year after I came here. I'd been locked up in there for 6 months and it was horrible. But this room wasn't used anymore was it?

The door opened and they threw me inside.

'When you are calmed down, you can get out' the old lady said with no emotion and left.

Leaving me alone, tied up with my thoughts.

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