Sick love ☾ muke au

3.0

I start losing the track of days after a while. They're all more or less the same: you have individual or group therapy, you've got your meals and your free time and of course the lessons. After my first shock therapy I've been trying to act like a model patient, staying far enough from Calum and Luke and instead spending more time with Lynn and her roommate Halsey. Actually, I'm sat between them right now in the auditorium, listening to another lecture about gender roles and heterosexual lifestyle, whatever that is.

For the last two weeks the teacher has been showing us different kind of research findings about homosexuality and how it develops in the early childhood and affects your whole life."Lucky for you", she'd say, "we have the best treatment methods here at St. Emiliano's!" Everyone would mumble something, clearly not buying anything she's saying. "That's it for today, we will meet again on Friday and we'll be writing an essay about your roots and getting over them", the teacher announces as she is gathering her things and the class is dismissed.

"I can't wait to come up with some shit to write on that essay", I tell the girls when we're walking out of the auditorium.

"Same here, I think I got to come up with something in advance so it'll look natural", Halsey says.

"That's actually a really good idea", Lynn agrees.

"Oh, hi guys!" Luke exclaims as we almost collide into them outside the auditorium.

"How was the lesson?" he then asks.

"Why do you even ask, Hemmings?" Lynn groans.

"Was just trying to build some conversation around here, geez"

"Well let's talk when we get food", Halsey says and we all agree.

"Are you okay?" Calum asks, stepping into my room.

"Why wouldn't I be?" I counter.

"Well, you've been acting a little distant lately", he says quietly.

"I just don't want to get any shots. And I don't you to get any either", I tell him, shaking my head.

"You should just try to get out of here so you don't lose your inheritance, Cal", I continue.

"But I don't care about it! I just care about you, Mikey", he whisper-shouts.

"I know you do, Cal, but I also know you don't want to upset your parents."

"Of course I don't want to upset them but maybe they should've thought about it before they threw me in here!"

"I'm sorry I brought it up. I just... I'm scared, Cal", I admit.

"Of what?"

"Of losing you here."

I burst into tears as the words leave my lips.

I've been thinking about it a lot these past two weeks. What if he changes his mind and works to get better to please his parents? What if he ends up brainwashed like that Jenna girl and he won't love me anymore.

"You're not gonna lose me, Mikey. I'll be here", Calum says, a ghost of a smile on his lips.

"But I've seen it happen."

"I'm not like that girl, Mikey. I'm not that girl."

"I know you're not! But I just worry, okay", I mumble, staring at my shoes.

"You don't have to. I'm not gonna break, I promise", Calum says, taking a step forward.

Apparently he's completely forgotten where we are because next he wraps his arms around me and hugs me tightly. He is then forcibly removed from my room by three nurses as I stand there, paralyzed, and watch them take him away.