Okay

Why would he bring me here?

       To my own surprise he comes over and starts undoing the straps around my wrist, though he whispers a warning in my ear that if i try anything i'll regret it. He calls in a nurse and she brings a wheelchair. I don't know why they think that i need it, i'm pretty sure i can walk. They lift me by my arms out of the bed anyway. I tried to pull away and got a scolding look from the women who brought the chair. I decide to go on with it, at least in getting out of this room. I have no idea how long I've been here, a couple days at most would be my guess. They guide me into the wheelchair, and the woman looks at him and asks, "Do you need my help?"

"No, I've got this." he says and waits from her to leave the room. He moves behind the chair and starts to push me into the hallway. This place look like a hospital, but somehow it's different. We pass by more rooms that look exactly like the one that i was in. All of the doors are closed. He pushes me down the hall and out of a door. The door leads outside to a garden area that is fenced in, there are flowers neatly spaced out in flower beds, and benches all around the area. Other than that the area is plain.

 He stops at a bench next to one of the flower beds, and asks me, "Why did you jump?" if i didn't know better i would think that he almost sounded like if cared for a second, but of course i know better. He's pretending because we are not alone out here. Though these people should be on his side, or at least working for the same person as he is.

"Why am i here?"i ask ignoring his question. 

"You see i need you for something, and personally i'm tired of chasing you. So we'll keep you here." he whispers and grins mockingly at me. I turn away from him and look at the others in this 'garden. Everyone that isn't a nurse is wearing a white t shirt and white sweatpants.

One of the people in white is staring at a bush of flowers, she bends over to pick one of the flowers. Instead of picking a flower she picks up a piece of glass. Within seconds the glass is covered in her blood, as she repeatedly draws the sharpest edge of it across her wrists, until the many nurses out here surround her on all sides. One with a needle stabs it into her arm, and the girl goes completely limp within seconds. I watch as they carry her limp body inside, and realize where i am. I'm in a mental hospital. He brought me to a mental hospital.