Mad Psycho And Proud

Chapter 1

Chapter 1-MOVE

Dominic Hathaway Point Of View

I was sitting in my office in the Mental Hospital I work from, reading about this new mental illness, when suddenly my boss barged in and said in her annoying, sarcastic, sickly, sweet voice
"Good Day Mr. Hathaway, it's sad since I have brought this SUPER sad news. We are REALLY sad you will be transferred to a new Mental Hospital, since, the board has asked a new and experienced psychiatrist, and your name is written ALL over this oppurtunity. It's sad. So... Pack up and tomorrow, you'll be out. Thanks!!! Kisses to this new oppurtunity of yours!!"

See, annoying.

I nodded and she slammed the door. Making my coffee wobble a bit.

I took a box from the basement of the building and put my stuff there. It doesn't bother me, it's just a transfer hospital, and, I never clinged and had any memorable moments in this Hospital, but being throwed by burning hot water, curse that Nut job guy, but he DID die, because he committed suicide in his room.

I didn't know he had schizophrenia.
Things like that drives you CRAZY, little voices in your head rambling and forces you to do things and keeps you up at night, doesn't let your guard down, not one day.

After I finished packing up I headed to the office of the boss.

I knocked softly on her door.

She said
"Come in!"

And I opened the door.
I said
"Good Day, Where is the New Mental Hospital I am assigned to?"

She said
"Oh! Do sit down, I've got some details."

I sat down and looked at her, she started,
"Sickler's Hospital for Unfortunate Children. This is one of the HIGH-classes and ranked Mental Hospital in the globe. So, Do NOT mess up, it's at, Canada."

I exclaimed
"Canada?! But, we're in California, it's MILES away!!"

She said
"That, the board will take care off, since you will be handling the daughter of a high official the official said he'd take charge of EVERYTHING you'd ever need, from apartment to stupid things. So lucky you. The flight'll be on 9 am tomorrow. So, yeah, bye!!"

I headed out and slammed the door. Like SLAM.

It was 8:30pm already when I finished my last day on this Mental Hospital, I went home quickly when I caught my Girlfriend smoking weed. Disgusting.

She said, tipsy,
"Dommy!! I missed you! C'mon let's smoke weed!"

I said, pushing her away,
"Jess! Get your whole life up, you're always drunk, and the apartment's crap! It's messed up! It's Dis-"

She slapped me.

She said tears on her eyes,
"Dommy! How could you? I... I didn't mean-"

I cut her off
"You know what, we're done! I can't stay in this... Pigsty! I'm moving!"

She said
"To where?! You're nothing without me!!"

Typical bish remark, then they'll be saying when I got a new girlfriend I DOWNGRADED whatsoever.

I looked at her and said
"Canada. And, I can be EVERYTHING I want to be, without you always clinging to me and pulling me down with your selfish acts, like the time I could've gotten a raise and gotten you out of this place, but NO you stopped me and insisted me to stay and drink, and smoke in the club. Selfishness!"

I went in my room and packed my stuff, and slept away, the next day, I woke up at 6:00am, got ready and everything.

I headed down the airport, when I boarded the plane, I put on my earphones and listened to
"Mad Hatter by Melanie Martinez."

I closed my eyes and thought and analyzed my life and its problems.

'Okay, maybe I was a bit harsh with Jess, but relationship fight breakups were lot more aggressive than THAT fight, and plus, she did make LOADS of selfish acts, and no one would have mercy on her, as she have shown no acts of mercy towards others, I remember, One day, We were walking out the park, because she needed to stop drinking, I saw this girl, crying, I approached her and helped her, then suddenly Jess attacked her, abused, clawed, slapped her. And the other time, we adopted this baby boy, when I got home from work, she was STRANGLING the BABY! So I quickly returned the baby to the Adoption Service. See, she can KILL!'

I sighed and opened my eyes, the flight stewardess was leaning in and trying to check my pulse, she jumped back, startled, and I apologized, she said
"Oh, it's okay, HAHA, I nearly called the clinic and stopped this flight."

I laughed and examined her.
Redish hair, green eyes, nice smile, tan skin, 6'2.

She smiled and said
"If you feel nauseous or something, like any form of illness, approach us, we're ready to help."

I smiled and nodded.

She said
"I'm Lucia Gogh, you are...?"

I stretched out my hand and said
"Dominic Hathaway."

She shaked my hand and said
"Why are you going to Canada?"

I said
"Job oppurtunity, I got transferred here by an official, to assist his daughter and somehow help her with her Mental illness."

She 'ood' and sai
"You're a psychiatrist!"

I nodded. And I suddenly realized I was sleepy.
I said
"Um, out of respect, I think I need to sleep, because of the sudden events."

She said
"Oh! Of Course. Rest now sir Dominic, I guarantee, Canada is WONDERFUL!!"

I smiled and bid my farewell.

I looked out of the plane, the pinkish color of the clouds, because of the sunset was astonishing! Dreamy and the cumulus clouds, which has he shade of Violet, Pink and Light Blue was REALLY a breathtaking sight.

My eyelids grew heavy and the sounds of my music fading, I peered down the window once more, and drifted to a sleep.

Canada, here I come.