The Hero. A•H•S •Kit Walker//Asylum•

Hello

*Scarlett's P.O.V*
I sat on the bed, back against the wall. I heard the heavy metal door creak open.
"This is your new roommate, Kit Walker. Try not to get yourself killed."
His body was pushed into the room and the door closed.
"Hi, my name is Kit."
"Scarlett." I stared at him, his blue-ish brown eyes scanning my face. I immediately looked down, feeling insecure. I stared at my blue pajama-like out for and my white v-neck underneath.
"What did they mean, about you killing me?"
"They say I'm a murderer, that I killed my wife and a couple other girls. That I'm bloody face."
"But your not."
"You believe me." He asked, wide eyed. I stood up and walked over to him.
"Look me in the eyes, and tell me you didn't do it." My hands were holding the edges of his jacket.
"I didn't do it, I didn't do any of it."
"Then I believe you." I sat back down on the edge of the bed and threw the grey knit blanket over me. I drew my legs up, cross crossed. I pulled out a cigarette, he seemed to glow,
"You want one?" I asked, lighter in my hand and cigarette dangling of my lips.
"Yea." I lit it for him before lighting my own.
"What are you in here for?" He slouched against the wall.
"My brain is existentially fraught, and I am a genuinely sad person. Add a knife and some pills, viola. Here I am."
"So your tried to kill yourself."
"That I did." I replied, taking a drag of my cigarette.
We sat quietly until the guards came around to tell us lights off. I flipped the lights off. As soon as my eyes adjusted I searched under my pillow and found my razor blade. I brought the cold metal to my skin, the blade kissed my vein and the blood began to flow, a few cuts later it was still to deep.
"Fuck." I mumbled under my breath.
"Are you okay?" I hear Kit ask from his bed.
"Y-yea." My voice broke as my hand wrapped around my cut.  The light came on. Kit jumped out of bed and ran to me. Grabbing a shirt and wrapped in around my wrist. Tears fell on my cheeks and I didn't even know what for.
"Why do you do this?" He pulled me down on to the bed, one me bent up the other hanging of the bed. His hands both wrapped around my wrist.
"I don't know, I'm fine." He pulled my head back to lean on his chest and his chin rested on my shoulder.
"Clearly your not fine, Scarlett."
"The more I deny it the sooner it goes away." He leaned me back on to my bed and pulled the blanket up. He looked up at me, hand resting on the lamp.
"When ever you want to talk about it I'm here."
***
          A couple weeks later I sat in the common room and played checkers with Kit. I got up to go get a sweater from my cell, I sat down their, my old rope laid in my hands. I sat down with my back to the door. I thought about it. Now would be a good time to end it all. I pulled the rope necklace over my head, tying it to the fan. I stood on the bed as the door opened, I quickly pulled the rope off and turned away, getting ready for the punishment from the sisters.
"It's just me Scar."
"Kit?"
"Yea." I stood up and fell into his chest.
"Thank you." We walked back into the room, both sitting on my bed, I sat against the wall and he sat next to my, one shoulder leaning near me.
"I think I'm ready to tell you about it now."
"I'm listening."
"I started in third grade, when my parents left me, my dad didn't even die. Just stopped talking to me, my moms boyfriend liked to beat on me in his spare time. I was never good enough, especially for myself. I wanted to die. But I couldn't do that either. I hurt so much in the inside that I put it on the outside."
"You are so amazing."
"You see, that's the thing. I'm not. I'm ugly, and fat, an-and I'-"
"Who told you that Scarlett Jane?"
"The world."
"The world is wrong, can I tell you something?"
"Yea?"
          No words left Kit's mouth, instead his met mine. His hands on both sides of my face. He pulled away after a few minutes, I tried to catch my breath.
"I love you."
"I love you, Kit." A smile creeped on his face and he pulled me over with him, so I was laying next to him.
"You have made me so much happier and I will never be able to thank you enough."
"Scar, you being here with me is the best payment I could imagine."
          His lips laid on mine one more time.
"I'll see you in the morning, okay?"
"I promise Kit."
----------------------------------------------okay, the last two dialogue lines is her promising him she won't kill herself.
What did you guys think? Any request on stories I should start? Like fandom wise I have a walking dead one on the way soon and possibly a one direction(probably Louis Tomlinson, then a Luke Hemmings, but after a Finnish a few.) let me know if you have any requests because I'm making a list of stories I need to do.
Anyway please leave your opinion on this, I know the first chapter usually has a lot of information you need to read the story-but I decided to displease that out more.
Thanks to anyone who reads.
~Cammie