Roses pov
"Now.......start at the beginning..." The doctor used to say to me in a kind voice, now he just wants me to shut up. I twisted around in my strait jacket as two nurses lead me to his office, I constantly tried to twist their hands off me, but they just swatted the back of my head. "Stop trying to get out of that jacket you idiot!" The fat one yelled, I turned my head over to her and started laughing like she just told a dirty joke. "Oh shut up!" The other one said, before I got another swat to the head. "It's impossible to get out of something you never got into~" I sang, before I started laughing in my crazy way again.
As we passed the other prisoners I laughed even louder, making some of them laugh back in response. "You sick little bitch!" The fat nurse said as she pushed me along, the other one stopped to quiet my the flood of laughter I caused.
Soon we arrived at the large wooden door at the end of the cold hall "Doctor Hedges office" the silver plaque nailed to the door read "Can't you just let me go frolic in the flowers?" I asked in a polite tone,the nurses scoffed before opening the door and grabbing the belt at the back of my strait jacket.
They shoved me into the room and the blonde nurse forced me into the 'patients' chair. They both closed the door and waited outside, I then turned to the white haired man who was looking down at some papers with his circular glasses half way down his nose. "Aren't you going to smile at me?" I asked in a sing song voice, he looked up slowly and slightly rolled his eyes. "Ah Rose, what a surprise that such bullshit would come out of your mouth." He said impatiently, I rolled my eyes along with my head in a steady circle "Do you wanna hear a story doctor? It's a good one!" I said happily and leaned sideways as I struggled against the strait jacket. "No, no I don't want to hear your stupid-" he started, before I interrupted him by clearing my throat dramatically.
"There once was a little girl named after the pretty red flower that grows in the queen of hearts garden...." I started with a calm voice "Rose I-" he said, before I interrupted him "she lived with baaad people, who liked cutting flowers out of the garden and putting little metal points into their stems...." I hissed as I closed my eyes, letting the world slip away as I engulfed myself in a memory. "One day, the flower grew some thorns....." I said as I gazed at Doctor Hedges, who had his hand on his forehead and was looking down with annoyance. "So,the little flower used those thorns and stuck them into the bad peoples veins instead of hers!" I declared, as the twisting of my head and body slowed to a stop. "That's enough-" Doctor Hedges said in an annoyed and impatient tone, I rolled my head in a long slow circle and let out a high pitched laugh. "Wanna know the best part of the story doc?" I asked and cocked my head sideways when I finished the circle "THE THORNS HAD HANDLES!!!!!" I yelled, before cackling like as loud as I could, half screaming with amusement.
I stopped though when I heard Doctor Hedges slam his hand down on the counter "that's enough young lady!" He yelled angrily, his pale skin was now a light red "I'm sick of hearing you stupid little story! I know that happened! And you don't have to keep reminding me!" He yelled, I was brought back by his rude tone and felt tears form in my eyes.
"I get it, your parents were bad. But you didn't have to kill the-" he said,before I jumped to my feet and lunged over the table and bit his shoulder, hard. I screamed when he tried to pull me off "you promised! You promised!" I yelled over and over again as I continued to bite his shoulder, soon there was blood all over the shoulder pad of his beige tux. I started screaming randomly as I heard the door open "you said you wouldn't mention the devils!!!!!!" I yelled as the two nurses tried to pull me off his shoulder.
Soon I felt something jab into my neck,I knew what It was. And started to whimper as my eyes drifted shut, the memories flooded back into my head as I told the story over and over again in it, my dreams playing the whole thing out like a horror movie.Doctor Hedges pov
I watched the two nurses carry Rose out, I sighed and went back to my desk as I waited for a nurse to come patch up my wound. While I was waiting I decided to look at Roses file again, I sighed and read with grief.
"ROSE COLLIE.
Parents: Maria Collie, David Collie Past: Rose grew up with abusive parents, both showed high traces of meth in their systems, one was a prostitute, the other a dealer. To be sure they were selling the right drugs, they thought it would be a good idea to test the drugs on their child to see if they were safe. The drug testing managed to kill some of the child's brain cells, and prevented her from thinking strait. At the age of ten, Rose found switchblades in her mothers purse when she was out stripping. Unable to tell right from wrong, Rose used the weapon to her advantage, and killed both of her parents brutally.
When the police arrived they found the little girl up in a tree with a dead owl on her lap, she told them she was making it feel better...but her blood soaked clothes told the forces otherwise.
Currently: Rose is still in St.Casey's mental asylum, she's been here for eight years and is still as Mentally broken as the day she was first checked in."
"Reading the bitches file?" A red haired nurse asked, as she walked in with disinfectant and bandages. "She's the nicest one in this hell....." I said as the nurse treated my wound "but her mental state can get so annoying......" I said in an irritated tone, the nurse nodded. I winced as she poured disinfectant in the wound the girl created."Yeah,compared to the others she's an angel, but so damn annoying!" She proclaimed, before wrapping my arm up to seal the injury "let's just hope we can fix her.....so she can leave and drive someone else off the edge instead of us!" I joked, the nurse chuckled and started to carry her stuff away "she talks way to much....." She said as she closed the door behind her "yep......."
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The freedom flower (yandere!error sans)
FanfictionThe strait jacket couldn't stop her from walking The physiatrist couldn't stop her from talking. About what happened when she was small. When her mind went off the wall. Kicking and screaming when she was tied to the bed Didn't know about the fall t...