*Avery's Point of View*
Oh shit we're screwed. Is the only thing I can think of when we crashed through the door on the main floor. I'm fucked. I look over at Ms. Blud, the scowl very evident on her face.
"Mr. Horan, Miss. Adams, may I ask what you were doing in the basement of the building?" She paused and when no one responded she continued "Mr. Horan as you are new here I think I should now make it very clear, the basement is off limits unless you have special permission. Of which, you do not have." She spat out, venom in her normally stone hard voice. If looks could kill, we both would have died a very painful death.
"Well, Ms. Blud. You see..." Niall begins talking before I can. I look over his shoulder to see her face as he talks. I then notice I had -by instinct- hidden behind him. "We were walking by, going to continue our second session, the door was wide open and I dropped my folder with all my papers in it. The folder and a few papers blew down the stairs." He holds up his folder he has in his hand, the hand that isn't still holding me behind his back. "Avery told me not to go downstairs, but I refused to listen, I needed my papers. I ran down to get them and Avery followed to help me. We quickly came back upstairs because It was too dark for my liking." He smiled as he finished talking. Then Ms. Blud looked to me.
"Avery, you know it is very much against the rules to enter the basement. For that you will be punished, I'm not taking this lightly." My eyes widen and she smirked. She fucking smirked. Does she like causing people pain? "For breaking the rules you will report to my office in 10 minutes for your punishment. Have a nice day Mr. Horan." She walked away, her two guards -or henchmen- following behind her.
I watch as she walks away, waiting until she's out of sight before pulling away from Niall. I pull my hand out of his and look down as I blush a bit. "Thank you... For taking the blame. I could have gotten in a lot more trouble if you didn't say anything." I confess to him.
He shakes his head, "Don't worry, I don't believe in punishment corrections." he said and then smiled down at me.
"What did you see? When you looked through the peephole?" I question as we begin walking down the hall. It was scary, the way Niall reacted. I don't know what could have been down there, all the stories I've heard I hardly believe. Niall seems like such a tough guy, what could he have been scared of?
He didn't answer me though, he just shook his head. "I don't really want to talk about it." Was the only answer I got, leaving it up to my imagination.
Our first day together was almost over when Niall walked me to the wardens office. He said that he had to go to his office and finish some paper work, then he was leaving for the night, but he promised he'd be back first thing in the morning.
"Avery I want you to promise me that if she hits you or abuses you in any way, you'll tell me okay? It could have a major impact on our session if she does." Niall says as he holds my arms and looks me in the eye. Starring back into his eyes I can't help but nod. He then nods and let's go of my arms. "Goodbye Avery, I'll see you tomorrow." He walks away.
I take a deep breath and I close my eyes for a moment before knocking on the door to Ms. Blud's office, and walking in. It smells of scented candles, when I enter. I look around and see a few burning. Probably lit to hide the sent of blood, when someone -me- is punished.
"Miss. Adams. Come in, and take a seat." Ms. Blud says when I open the door. I walk over to her desk and sit in the chair across from hers. I look over and see her two guards standing by the door. Well this won't be fun.
Ms. Blud stands and walks over to her cabinet in the corner, and she opens it, but keeps its contents a mystery to me. "Choose a number, 1 through 10." She tells me, and I look a bit confused.
"Um, 7?" I say softly, as I watch her and she opens the cabinet all the way so I can see. It's full of canes. The kind she uses to hit people with. She takes out the seventh one in, it being quite large in radius, it being almost the same width around as three fingers.
"Choose another number Avery. Between 1 and 5." She commands as she closes the cabinet. She walks closer to me, and nods towards the guards and they follow behind her. "Stand Avery."
I quickly stand and pause a moment. "Um... 3?" I say softly, not going to low, but not saying the highest. Hopefully keeping myself from getting too deeply punished.
"For your punishment you will receive 30 blows to the bum, thighs, and or stomach, every three hours for the night. And three thirty minute sessions in the hydrotherapy room. As well as three nights in solitary, only being taken out for your punishments." She smirked, and I immediately became nervous. "Oh, and if you tell Dr. Horan about this punishment more than being in solitary, I will personally punish you, all of your little friends, and I will make sure you never see Dr. Horan again, am I understood?"
I swallow the lump forming in my throat and I nod. "Y-Yes Ma'am." I say softly and she smirked. Her two guards came over and forced me over her desk and cuffed my hands behind my back. One holding me down against the desk as the other cuffed my hands.
"Perfect. Let's begin." I heard Ms. Blood say and I squeezed my eyes shut. This is going to be a long night.
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Madhouse
FanfictionIn the 1960's Avery Adams is admitted to Graylock institution for the mentally ill. Little does Avery know that in this hell she's now forced to live, she can find love, happiness, and most importantly, hope. ______ I hope you all enjoy this book! T...