Transformation (Marcel FanFic)

Transformation 21

~Twenty One~

Beep. Beep. Beep.

An annoying beep had crawled its way into my ears. It was awfully loud and I couldn't believe I was tolerating it. I knew exactly where I was but I refused to think of it. The vulgar smell penetrated my nostrils as soon as I was able to get my senses back in line. I absolutely hated the smell of a hospital. The anesthetics, disinfectants and the sickness nauseated me to the fullest. I never complained, but I always hated coming here as a child.

The memory from last night came to me and honestly, I didn't know what was to come from my little out lash, but it sure did feel good to relieve some of the stress that I had built up. I didn't mean to kick the nurses, but it just happened. The voices in my head wouldn't keep quiet so that was my attempt to make them stop, but it didn't happen.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

The wicked beeping was constant. My eyes still closed, I tried to move, but.. I couldn't? This wasn't right. I was in a hospital last night, I remember it. I was familiar with a hospital but this, this felt to different. This didn't feel like a hospital. Hospitals, for the most part, don't constrain their patients. 

I wasn't ready to face my mum, or my sister, or the pathetic sap I call a brother, but I opened my eyes letting them adjust to the blinding light. I looked around the room, as far as I could and I was able to determine that I most definitely not in the hospital I was in last night.

I was probably in the worlds plainest, lifeless room. The walls are a dull beige color while the window literally had bars on them. The bed I was laying on shouldn't even be considered a bed because the mattress is full of air and very uncomfortable. My restraints, which are made of metal, are the only  things keeping me from going crazy.

Don't these people know never to leave a patient like this? Especially by themselves? By themselves is where they come up with all this deluded sh*t that makes them go crazier. Like me.. Here I was stuck with the scrutiny of Harry and Amie.

'You know they totally did each other. Harry cant keep it in his pants. She was probably enjoying herself. What are you anyways? Just because you changed your look doesn't make you any better,you realize that don't you? You will never be Harry.'  My conscience spoke. 

'All those people that you think are your friends aren't. They don't know you! You really think they like you? Don't you realize Joanna makes them like you? None of them know the real you. They've hated you since the beginning of  secondary school, and they always will.'

They were coming back again! This is why you don't leave people by themselves!

I began thrashing in the bed, screaming at the top of my lungs.

"GET ME OUT OF HERE!" I pulled my wrists up from the side of me, well, tried.

A rush of people ran to my side. I didn't notice any of them, but they held me down. Again with the hands! No wonder the people in the movies scream louder and kick harder; bombarding them like this is unearthly, and unrelenting.

"Stop it! Please! Stop!" A voice I recognized came into distance. My mother has come to my rescue. 

"Ma'am you have to leave, please go back to the-"

"My mother said stop! We will not go back, I do not care what you pillocks say, let me see my brother." There's my loving sister. I couldnt help but smile as she said those words. I loved Gem when she got like that, it was just to hilarious, but yet, I still felt hands on me.

"Let go of him you mingers!" 

"Harry, language!'

"Gemma gets to say pillock but I cant say minger?" Harry sassed back. Why was he still here?! "Why cant I defend my brother." 

We aren't brothers anymore you twit.

"Shut up." I told my inner voice, but loud enough for only my ears.

"Yeah, I mean these prats have their hands all over poor Marcel what's that about?" Niall really knows how to speak in a crowd. The thought of his comments made my smile grow wider.

"These buggers still don't know how to get the hint do they?" Louis spoke out.

"Boys, please behave or else you're all leaving."

"Sorry." The boys said in unison.

The nurses finally let me go, but I was still in the restraints. "Would you mind taking them off me?" I rolled my eyes at the lack of knowledge these people had.

They left the room after they undid them, finally. Everyone was around me, and I felt like I could talk to them, well until she walked in.

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Late and a little rushed im sorry! :(

This chapter makes me laugh a bit even tho it wasnt supposed to

I had a lot to do this week with school and stuff :) 

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-Sam