::Serenity::
I sat down in a chair in the lobby, feeling a little sick. I haven't been acting myself too much at all even though I had people to keep me on my feet and happy. I've just been having really bad mood swings and I would soon be prescribed a new medication later on today. Although I was acting out of shape, I was soon to be released in a couple of weeks. The feeling of knowing that fact made me very happy. I would be able to go home to my family, to see them and hopefully have better relationships with them all. There has been a lot that has occurred but I knew for myself that wasn't going to stop me from trying to catch up with them again. I couldn't be scared of the outcome either. I just had to go and do it, for my sake and even more betterment. I've had so many thoughts in this place, so many predicaments that have came about within these thoughts too. My motive was simple too in which I knew I didn't have to keep repeating it to myself either. After my dizziness had calmed down, I stood back up and proceeded to walk the halls. For the most part, many patients were not allowed to do such a thing but within my elusive condition, they let me walk freely throughout the building, of course I was being monitored yet I was okay with it. As long as I could keep my peace of mind by exploring anywhere I pleased, I was completely okay.
I began to head upstairs, I took an elevator to make time move quicker. I clicked the top button, which would lead me up to the top floor where the most dangerous patients were placed. I wasn't scared of them though, quite frankly I was one with all of them. We all had something in common. Instability of a certain part among our personal reality. Once the elevator stopped, I stepped out and welcomed myself on the floor. If not few, some of the patients were out of their rooms. There was always one patient's room that remained closed though. He was the only well behaved patient on this top floor. I respected him though. I knew exactly whom it was, I didn't have to mention him. I continued on my stroll, looking through and passing other's rooms. I heard loud screams and banging, cries for help and just the utter eerie feeling of evil upon death. I knew these people's minds were not intact. I continued on and felt a light tap on my back. I turned to see a tall, slim, what I believed to be white man. He smiled down at me and I nodded up at him. I wondered what he wanted exactly.
"Hi Serenity." He said.
"What do you want?" I asked.
"Nothing," He laughed hysterically. "I just wanted to say hi."
"Okay, well leave me be please." I said.
"No problem." He whispered while smiling oddly at me, he turned and walked away, soon disappearing leaving me to continue my stroll down these deep halls of craze. I somewhat knew of that man. He was the head of the insanity up here. He had many breakdowns, I heard him scream and do many of wild things. He had probably heard the similarities in me. I didn't want to have anything to do with him though, which is why I sent him away so quick.
Once I stopped at the near end of the hallway, I turned back around and saw that well behaved patient's door open. I smiled and quietly sped walk my way towards him. I tapped on his shoulder like I had done many times before. He turned around and smiled at my presence. Picking me up to hug me.
"Hey, what are you doing up here?" Jacob asked.
"I was just having some alone time, strolling around." I said.
"Nice, how are you doing?" Jacob asked yet another question.
"I'm doing fine," I smiled. "What about you? What are you about to do?" I asked.
"I'm doing good as well, just about to go have a quick meeting with the head therapist is all. So is it alright if I catch you later?" Jacob said.
"Sure, yeah. I'll be around, but not for long." I giggled.
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Obsession:The Sequel [Jacob Latimore]
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