What If? (Merome Fanfiction) (Discontinued)

Chapter 4: Again

(Mitch's POV)

Fuck. Shit. Fuck. Fuck. No. This can't be happening. He knows, doesn't he? Please tell me he doesn't.

When I was done debating whether or not to open up the note, I decided to go ahead and open it. Like really, how could it get any worse?

I was brought out of my torturous thoughts by a knock on the door.

There were too many aching feelings surging through my arms to sit up so I wearily mumbled a "come in." More frightening thoughts blew through my brain as I saw him, Jerome. His puffy red eyes, signaling he had already been crying. Maybe he does care about me. I thought to myself as he made his way towards the hospital bed.

"So... Uh. Did you r-read m-"

"N-no, but I was about to." I spoke just above a whisper, just loud enough for him to hear. I looked over the note yet again.

"I could. Uh. Go away... I mean if you'd like me to." His words made me shudder as my mind thought about what he was saying. Does he not want to be here with me? What if he hates me now?

"P-p-please d-don't l-lea-eave m-me." I basically begged as I was on the verge of another panic attack. My body felt as if a car just plummeted onto my chest.

Fuck this. I tried to get my ears to tune into what Jerome was trying to tell, or ask me.

The next thing I know is I am sitting up and running. Running to the hospital door that said 207 and finally swinging it open. Still running, I felt my body going numb. I was bumping into people but not feeling all the pain as my arms were bumping into them. I heard two pairs of clicking shoes hitting the polished floors. I tried to keep running but the two peoples strong arms were no match for my frail arms. I could almost feel the stares I was most defiantly getting piercing through my skin. I flailed my arms vigorously, but it was no use.

"Let me go. I want to go home. Fuck you. Let me die. LET ME GO. LET ME DIE." I screamed before I felt a big prick in my right arm, and then everything felt numb. My vision went all wonky and suddenly I saw black... Again.

*Time skip a n hour*

"Wha-what happened?" I said as my voice cracked and made weird sounds. My eyes felt heavy as I tried to open them. There was a doctor standing just outside the door talking to Jerome. I guess they didn't notice that I had awoke. Hmm. I wonder what they are talking about.

The doctor walked in as Jerome walked away. Where is he going?

"Mr. Hughes, I am here to deliver some news." He stopped to take a breathe. "Do you want the good or bad new?"

"The bad I guess, because then the good can help make it a little better." I bit my lip as I nervously waited for the 'bad' news. I mean it can't be that bad.

"This may be hard to hear, but you are going to have to be put under supervision." Which kind of supervision does he mean?

"Like the protective mother supervision, or...?" I asked hesitantly.

It wasn't long until he answered. "No. Not that kind of supervision." Please don't say what I think you're going to say. "We are going to put you into psychiatric hospital for a little while. Jerome said that it might be good for you, considering how you reacted when we tried to sedate you." I felt a lump in my throat. Why Jerome? Why? I thought you were my friend but you are going to let them send me away... Again? What if this time it is for longer?

"The good news is that you will be able to have visitors." Well that's not very helpful. That isn't at all good news. And with that the doctor scurried out the door. Leaving me alone in my thoughts again.
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The feelings in chapters reflect off of mine. So if I'm sad/anxious the story is sad/anxious, but if I'm not sad/anxious then the chapter may be a little more cheerful. So... Yeah