Madness

Chapter Twelve

LYRIC’S P.O.V

Art and I, stood outside waiting for the doctor to come outside and tell us any news he had of how Shadow and Patch were. We waited for about an hour or so, and then finally the doctor came out. Art and I stood up quickly and rushed to him.
“How are they?” We asked in union. He looked at us both with startled eyes and cleared his throat,
“Patch is doing swell, it shouldn’t be long until he wakes up. Shadow is doing well, he’s responding well to the treatment he should be out of here in 2 weeks. He suffered from 3 badly bruised ribs and is somewhat badly bruised.” He said leaving. We both looked at each other relieved that they both were doing well.
“I ’ma go check on Patch, you can go check on Shadow, is that okay Art?” He nodded in agreement and we went our separate ways.
I walked towards Patch’s room and saw that he was still unconscious recovering from his hallucination attack he had earlier. I stood above him as watched him rest; questions whirling inside of my head. What was going through his mind while he did all this? What caused him to do this… I shook the questions out of my head and looked at him once more, and headed for the door.

PATCH’S P.O.V

I woke up to the door closing. I was surprised to see that it was Lyric leaving. I conjured up all the strength that I could, still weak from my head.
“Lyric…” I called softly, but loud enough for him to hear me. He turned his head quickly and rushed to my side.
“Yes? Do you feel okay Patch?” He asked quickly, clearly very concerned. I felt tears welling up in my eyes. I extended my arms and hugged Lyric tightly.
“Thank you… Thank you, so much.” I said whispering into his ear “I don’t know what could have happened if you and Art weren’t there to stop me” I said starting to cry. Lyric didn’t say anything. He just stood there embracing me. Instead he jumped onto the bed and let me cry on him. Soon I started to drift off into a deep sleep.

ART’S P.O.V 

I walked down the hallway to Shadow’s room when I arrived; Shadow was looking out the window. He looked so mesmerized, and so deep into thought. I didn’t want to disturb him, but I wanted to know how he was doing. I cleared my throat. He heard me, and snapping out of his thoughts, he turned to me and smiled.
“Hey Shadow, how are you feeling?” I asked, walking over to sit beside him.
“Surprisingly, pretty good; Well ya’know, besides a bit of hurting” he said stifling a laugh
I laughed faintly, smiling at how strong he’s being. “It is pretty obvious that you are in pain.” I said not really knowing what else to tell him. “Well, I better be going. You need to get some rest. Bye Shadow” I said walking over to his bed and giving him a hug.
“Bye, Art” he said as I left.

SHADOW’S P.O.V

Art shut the door, on his way out; and again I turn my head back to the window where I resume the pondering questions that seem to go through my head over, and over again. I jump, startled by the door opening. I wasn’t expecting anyone else to come see me. To my surprise it was Patch. I look at him with fright; I was afraid of him hurting me again, but all curious to what he is doing here.
“Patch… What are you doing here?” I asked softly, not wanting to provoke him or make him angry.
“I just wanted to come here to apologize, for what I did to you. I never meant for it to happen, there was just something inside. Something just exploded. It raged inside of me, that feeling I had only gotten once. I didn’t want it to happen again, but it did. Except, you were luckier than my...” he stopped talking to swallow down some tears. I looked at him with curiosity waiting for him to finish his sentence. We sat there in silence for a few minutes as he looked down onto the floor his hair covering his eyes. I cleared my throat and conjured up the courage to ask him.
“Who was I luckier than?” He looked up from the ground and all I saw was pain in his eyes.
“Someone I cared for, I killed them.” He whispered softly.
“It wasn’t your fault.” I soothed.
“It was. I can’t help it… My insanity gets the best of me. I can’t help control the darkness inside of me.” He murmured.
“Look at me Patch!” I told him, looking at him dead in the eye. “You did not do this. You are sick, and its okay because in this world. Were all fucked up inside.” I looked at him, tears brimming in his eyes.
“I can’t escape reality…” He said quietly. Getting up and walking out.

PATCH’S P.O.V

I walked outside, overwhelmed with all the thoughts running inside my mind. One single thought kept coming into my mind.
“I became insane, with no intervals of happiness” I thought, as I walked into the darkness. As I hear the wind whisper to me,
“You’ll never stop looking for the monster. Realize the only monster here is you.”