Likewise, We're Insane (GXG)

Part Twenty-Three~Jalex POV

"Pass." I sighed, making Brandon smirk like a cocky whore. We were playing dominoes and I was currently winning, but at the rate the pieces kept fitting I wouldn't be for long.

"How many do you got?" I asked.
"Four left. You?" Brandon replied. I looked at him up from the pieces I held in my hand. "Two." I mumbled. He raised his eyebrows and nodded.

If you're wondering where I've been for the past few, I'd like to say maybe three days, I've been in Brandon's room.

No, we haven't done anything like fuck if that's what you've been wondering. We've just been hanging out.

A poke here and there but that didn't mean anything. I checked my phone to change the current playing song. It was Reach by Eyes Set To Kill, and, as much as I loved Alexia's voice, the song killed at the moment.

And with mine and Jaylee's current situation...

"Ha! I win!" Brandon shreaked.

"Congrats. First won game out of six." I rolled my eyes. He scrunched his eyebrows, knowing I was right and probably not approving of the fact I was right.

"So," Brandon began, "how's the girlfriend coming along?"

Bitch.

"We're doing fabulously, thanks for asking." I said in my cheerful voice.

"Then why aren't you-"

"How's the roommate?" I interrupted. Brandon scowled for a bit and looked at me.

"You know him, don't you?" I blinked. Trick question?

"Is this a trick question...? Do I know him?" I asked, slightly hinted humour in the question to lighten the mood.

"Juliet hasn't told you has she?" Brandon asked once more. Okay this roommate of his was creeping me out. Like what the actual Frerard was going on?

"She hasn't had the time to talk about this roommate of yours. Who's he?" I asked, anxious to know what the Hell I was missing out on.

"He's Lucas. Juliet's ex-best friend. Came here about a month ago. He doesn't really like spending his time in the dorm. He kinda likes going to the back of the hospital to help out with the worser patients. I don't necessarily know why they let him when he just got here, but that's just the hospital I guess." Brandon rattled on.

He looked like he wanted to say more, until he saw my scowling face. I didn't fancy this talk. Especially if it was about my girlfriend's past. Ugh holy Geesus me and her needed to talk.

"I gotta go. I'll be back in an hour or two maybe." I said lightly, not the slightest hint of anger in my voice.

When I left the room and walked into my dorm, I saw Juliet wasn't there.

Odd.

When I walk in she's always there, on her phone or sleeping. When she's not she's on therapy or group talk. But today wasn't either of those days.

I walked towards the bathroom, hoping to maybe see her doing her make up or something.

"Jules?" I said aloud and opened the bathroom door.

Empty.

Laughter echoed through the walls, probably one of the new leaving recruits. Alot of laughter happened when a member was leaving. Or when they knew they were getting better.

There were some patients I will admit who did deserve to he here. About a year ago, I was told by Lie, a girl came in.

She looked healthy as can be. She was giggly and cheerful. She had rich brown hair, pale skin, caramel colored eyes and a laugh that would make the guys (except Randy) go wild.

Apparently she did her best at hiding why she was there, in the mental hospital. She never spoke a word of her past life, and she never asked about the other's pasts life.

It had turned out she had a severe personality disorder. Somehow, Lie claimed, the girl managed to keep her personality in control for about the first two weeks. Her other personality was a girl who's warm caramel colored eyes would turn a golden color, and her laugh was colder.

And her hands would be stained in blood.

Yeah, apparently the other personality was some sort of psychotic murderer. The reason she had went to the hospital was because she had killed one of her classmates out of the school. The found her and she went to court until they found out it wasn't really the normal girl who did it, it was just her body.

The reasons remain yet unknown. The girl was transferred to another hospital, one with better and stronger treatment somewhere in North Carolina.

See, it's those types of people that deserve to be here. Not us just because we deal with depression. Yeah, therapy could work too and medicine, but I honestly don't think just because one is depressed we deserve to be locked up in the same room as one who is a serial killer.

At least, I don't think so.

"Jalex.... I-is that y-you?" I heard Jaylee's voice snap me out of my thoughts.

"Jaylee!" I squealed and ran to her, my arms immediately wrapping around her neck.

Her back stiffened. Probably surprised at the sudden affection.

I felt her body shake, and a tear that wasn't my own fell on my neck.

Gods Jalex, you're such an asshole aren't you? I thought to myself.

I stroked her back and planted a soft kiss on her cheek. Jaylee looked back up at me, hence I'm about two inches taller, and her big eyes were clearly questioning one thing: Why now?

"Jalex... It's been three days.... Why the sudden affection now?" Jaylee asked, and gently but persistently pulled away.

Holy Frerard was this painful. Her big brown eyes where looking up intently at me, waiting for an answer.

"I..." I couldn't talk, and the little words I wanted to tell her where stuck on my throat, and would soon be chocking me if I didn't let them out.

"Juliet, I'm sorry. I, well with the whole Lucy problem I got kinda ticked off and-"

"No Jalex. That's not an excuse! That's not an excuse to fucking ignore your girlfriend for four days."

I winced at her hurt tone. This hurt more than I thought it would.

"Juliet, I know this is hurting you, but that's why I came. You have no idea how hard it's been on me. I needed to clear my mind. Look I- I was jealous and scared you liked Lucy and-"

I pair of lips cut me off, and could've never been more happier.