August 19, 1993
Michael sat in the room bored out of his mind, and all he could focus on was Bella.
"How do I tell her? She's going to think I'm a horrible person. I'm not though. Am i? Why does this have to be happening? My life is already fucked up, this just adds to it."
Michael looked up and threw his arms out to the side.
"Why? Why me?"
He paced back and forth trying to figure out what he is going to do.
"What if she doesn't even want to see me? What if-"
A knock came on the door and it creaked open.
"Hey kid you can come out now. But straight to your room. Let's go."
Michael followed the guard out the room, a different one. One that hadn't tazed him.
3 minutes later Michael was back at his room, he opened the door and the guard left his side. Michael noticed Connor wasn't here. Usually he was happy about that but today he needed a distraction. Connor would've been a great distraction, someone to argue with.
"Wonder what he got himself into now."
He sat on his bed and laid back. He stared at the ceiling, examining the thin crack running down the middle. He couldn't take the quiet. He sprung back up and opened the door. Looking down both hallways he stepped out. He had to be careful that he wouldn't be seen by any guards.
He made it towards the girls side of the asylum and began searching.
Next to each door was the names of the girls inside. He looked for 20 minutes, before finding her name.
Floor 5, Room 413.
She was roomed with Taryn.
Michael took a deep breath and prepared himself.
He knocked on the door and waited. 10 seconds later.
The door opened.
