Sick Minds

Chapter Two

*Alan's POV*

I was awoken the next day by someone shaking me saying, "Alan, come on its time for breakfast." The shaking continues. I make a slight noise and pull the blanket over my head. I hear the person, probably Alex, sigh and walk away.

Finally, I can go back to sleep. A few seconds later I feel a weight on top of me and sigh, pulling the blanket from my face. "I'm not giving up that easily. Anyway I said I wanted to introduce you to Jack." I look at him ans see him sitting on my lap. I sigh and push him motioning that I'm getting up. "I'll, um, wait out here?" He says, or asks I guess. He walks out and I begin to get dressed. I put on grey ripped jeans and a shirt. I put on my black hoodie and mess with my red hair.

Before I walk out the door I grab the notebook and pen Alex gave me to communicate with. When I walked out the door I see Alex sitting on the floor with his head in his hands. 'Are you okay?' I write on the notepad. I slowly shuffle over to him and tap his head. He jumps and I hold out the notebook. He reads it and says, "Y-yeah. I'm, um, fine." I hold out my hand to help him up and we walk to the cafeteria together.

He walks over to someone with brown hair with some streaks of blond in it. He points over toward me and I blush and look down at my converse. I don't really like attention. I slowly made my way to the table at the very back. It's empty again, but I still sit at the end of it.

I look around the room. At one table there is a guy with tattoos and black hair all brushed over to one side of his head. Next to him was a girl resting her head on his shoulder. At a different table there was a pale man with long black hair. Sitting close to him was a Hispanic man with long brown straight hair with a beanie on his head. All the guys are pretty attractive here. My thoughts were interrupted by Alex and the person he was talking to sitting across from me.

"Um, Alan this is Jack, Jack this is Alan he's new." Alex says awkwardly. I look up at Jack, 'Hello' I write on the notepad.

He reads it and smiles, "Hey Alan. When did you get here?"  I stop and think. 'I just got here yesterday' I write.

"Oh. Why didn't you go to group therapy?" He asks genuinely curious. "If you don't mind telling me. I mean you don't have to." I shake my head and write 'I don't mind. I just don't want to. If I do I think they'd make  me talk and I don't want to talk' I passed the note to him. As he reads it I look at his tray. Everything on his tray is put carefully and neatly. None of his food is touching the other food. I guess he has a form of OCD. "Oh yeah, that makes sense."

Alex looks down and sees that I don't have any food. "Alan you have to eat. You'll get yelled at if you don't." I sigh. 'I'm not hungry though.'

Alex looks over at the group of people that are also getting food and then back at me. Alex goes to get up but Jack makes him sit down and says, "Stay here, I'll take him to get it." Alex gives a small smile and a light blush; Jack returns the smile with a grin. "Come on Alan."

I sigh and stand up. Jack reaches for my hand but I shrink back. I tentatively link our arms instead. I can't stand people touching my arms. We walk over and he asks me what I want. I just shrug because I wasn't hungry in the first place. I let my eyes wander around the line of people. I see that there's only a couple girls here. I look at one group to see the Hispanic man and the guy with the black hair standing there, both of them straying away from the rest of the line. I see a tall skinny guy with brown, slightly curly, swoopy hair talking with a guy about the same height. The other guy has his hair in a beanie.

"So Alex told me you hung out with him yesterday," He says. Its not a question but I nod anyway. "That's good. He doesn't make friends easily.'' He laughs, "That made me sound like a mom or something didn't it?" I smile and agree. "I just kinda worry about him, you know? He doesn't really talk to a lot of people. It's just me, Shay over there," He points over to a man with straight brown hair and a lip ring. "And now you I guess." I smile and nod. I do that a lot. Smile that's pretty much all I do. "Just pick up something so we can go back. I don't like leaving him alone for long periods of time."