Madhouse Prisoner

Chapter 1

Riley's POV

I was staring out on the back yard through the small window in my room. People in Black suits and dresses where gathered around a big hole in the ground. Some of them were crying. The chest had already been lowered down into the ground and the priest was reading out words from the Bible. The scene wasn't unusual at all but I still looked away. My feet were hurting from standing on the rock hard bed for too long but I didn't care.

28... The number of suicides this year.

Falcon hills mental institution was the only place my uncle could stand having me in.
I've been here for over two years and I quickly learnt not to get attached to people here.
Jacob Webb had been my roommate for less than a week and he'd already walked away to the world of death.

I finished the drawing and let a faint smile linger on my lips. It was a detailed drawing of Jacob,  he was grinning widely and looked so happy everywhere but in his eyes. The doctors said he was depressed but still he tried to smile every day. They thought he was getting better but that was before they found him bleeding out on the floor in the shower area.

I let out a deep breath happy I finished the drawing. I draw people and things every day all depending on my mood. Most of them are sad because it's difficult being anything else, and who wouldn't be sad in my position?

I've been here for two fucking years.

The food staff in the lunch room served everyone cake today because of what happened... I don't like cake, it tastes sour and artificial. I go to the nearest trash bin and scrape it of my plate with the spoon.

"HEY BARBIE! What did youuu do to get in here? Hahah" One of the guys by the door yells at me.

I internally cringe and ignore him.

Austin is the only one in here besides me and some of the staff that has been here for over a year and not commited suicide or escaped . His current life goal is to make my life a living hell... Or at least add on to the hell I'm already living in.

Falcon hills MI is probably one of the worst places in the country to send your mentally insane kid. Don't let them fool you with saying it's educational and like a school where "kids can adapt to the real world while learning".

Bullshit.

The only thing we learn is how to kill ourselves. Yeah,  we have classes, art and PE and we are forced to live with roommates like in the "real world". It's their stupid way of not having to pay for renovations.

I ignore him and start walking out the door heading for my room to finally be left alone. But that didn't happen...

"Riley Woods! Wait,  we've got something to tell you! " One of the nurses calls after me.

I started mentally preparing myself for a lecture about not throwing away food but she told me something completely different.

"As you might know we have had some issues with having enough bedrooms for boys and girls so we have had to move in one of our patients to your room. This shouldn't be an issue due to your previous experience with a male patient. Since Jacob had to... Um.. Leave us we hope you don't mind getting a new roommate so fast. His name is Dylan Moore  and he's probably there already. "

I huffed and sent her an annoyed look.  I had been looking forward to having some time alone in my room. Her face filled with fear and she quickly turned around and walked away.  I couldn't blame her though, my reputation wasn't the best and she'd probably heard some rumors about me from the other nurses and patients.