Daze And Confused

Hallucinations

*Alice's POV*

"DAANIEELL!!!" I woke up screaming his name in bed. I looked around, I was still in the tree house. I looked at my hands, they were perfectly fine. Everything was the same, like before.

I slapped myself. Everything that happened, to me, To Jeremiah, Daniel, Reece, Eliana, and Jack, it was all a Hallucination. I punched the wall. Sleep Paralysis. It was all a Hallucination. I'm getting worse.

I can't tell Mr. Green. The pills, they don't work. I don't want more pills. Most of all though, I want to be with my mom. I want to live with her, not see her in her office when I through my food just to see her.

Someone bursted into the tree house and I turned around and pulled out my knife. I held it straight to there neck, looked them straight in the eye. It was Reece.

He held his hands up. "Whoa Kid. Calm down. Daniel's outside waiting. Doesn't wanna come in unless you want him too." I sighed. "Sorry Reece."

I walked out. "Daniel.." I stared at him. He came up to me and hugged me. "It's getting worse, isn't it?" I got really teary, then I wiped my tears and looked at him.

"You, Jeremiah, Reece, Eliana, and Jack died. It felt so real. So fucking real. It lasted longer, felt like a whole two days. What if I never get better?" He looked straight at me.

"Alice, darling. You'll never get better if you talk like that. Trust me though, things will get better." We hugged, then went to the Sphere of Walkers.

*Jeremiah's POV*

   After everyone finally got here Mr. Green started talking. "Alright everyone. There's been a change of plans. Apparently, we got two new patients. So gather all your things, we're going back."

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   After about two hours, we finally got to Sick Minds. We all went into the group therapy room and waited for Mr. Green to come back with the new patients.

   I sat down, next to the window across from the door. I started counting the cars. Four red, two white, nine black, one brown. "Alright everyone before I introduce you all to our new patients there's something you all need to know." Two blues, and surprisingly, three pinks.

 

   "Both patients, are both twins. First I'd like to introduce, Halie, then her twin brother, Kiri." Another blue call pulled up into the drive way. Sometimes I wonder who these people are, everyday I see Parents, or brothers or sisters. I wonder how they feel knowing their family is here.

   Suddenly I felt someone poke my shoulder. "Uh, Hi. I'm Halie, one of the twins that's a new patient here." She had long brown hair, black glasses. She was... beautiful.

   "You seemed so lost in your thoughts.. and there was a seat next to you so I thought maybe..?" I patted the seat next to me. "Sure go ahead and sit. Kiri sat next to Halie.

  "Alright, so for Group Therapy today.. who would like to start?" Chris raised his hand and stood up. "Yes, Chris?" Chris looked a bit nervous, but then said "Mr. Green, I was wondering if I could actually.. play a song. I think it'll be easier for me to tell how I feel.

  "Sure, go ahead." Chris grabbed a guitar, and started singing.

Our legs begin to break
We've walked this path for far too long
My lungs, they start to ache
But still we carry on
I'm choking on my words
Like I got a noose around my neck
I can't believe it's come to this
And dear, I fear
That this ship is sinking tonight

I won't give up on you
These scars won't tear us apart
So don't give up on me
It's not too late for us
And I'll save you from yourself
And I'll save you from yourself

Our legs begin to break
We've walked this path for far too long
My lungs begin to ache
But still we carry on
I'm choking on my words
Like I got a noose around my neck

I'm not coming home tonight
I'm not coming home tonight
'Cause dear I fear, dear I fear
I'm not coming home tonight
I'm not coming home tonight
'Cause dear I fear
This ship is sinking
Is there hope for us?
Can we make it out alive?
I can taste the failure on your lips
Is there hope for us?
Can we make it out alive?
I can taste the failure

Close your eyes
There's nothing we can do
But sleep in this bed that we made for ourselves
You're trapped in your past
Like it's six feet under

I won't give up on you
These scars won't tear us apart
So don't give up on me
It's not too late for us
I'll save you from yourself
I'll save you from yourself
I'll save you from yourself
I'll save you from yourself

Try to numb the pain
With alcohol and pills
But it won't repair your trust
You can't stand on two fucking feet
With a substance as a crutch

I won't give up
I won't give up on you
We'll play this symphony
I won't give up
I won't give up on you
We'll play this symphony of sympathy

I won't give up
I won't give up on you
We'll play this symphony of sympathy
I won't give up
I won't give up on you
We'll play this symphony of sympathy

   After Chris was done everyone clapped. I closed my eyes, breathed. Everything seemed so peaceful. I felt alright. 

Then sirens started going off throughout the hospital and we were on lockdown.

~Mikey1981Creed
~Evan_Peters_is_Bae