Being Insane (Jerome Valeska fanFiction)(Later)

Ch.2

Lillie's POV

"So what are you here for." Alissa asked as I sat in the middle of her floor while she sat back at her desk. "Here for?" I asked looking at her drawings of people with large eyes. "What did you do to be put here." She said leaning forward. "I'll tell you mine if you tell me yours.." she said with a small smile. I shrugged "Nothing really my mom just is busy. So she left me here." I said with a small shrug 'liar you know what you did.'

She furrowed her eyebrows at me and stayed quiet for a second before nodding and gave me a small smile. "Oh okay... that's new here." I tilted my head at her words and thought of what she could mean by that just as she spoke again. "Just usually kids put in Ms.Parker's Home for Mentally Ill Children..." I shrugged "Why are you here." I asked as she smirked.

      "I apperantly am a Pathological Liar.. but I think I'm just trying to make the truth better. I mean who wants bad news when they can live happily with a lie." She said with a smile. "How do I know you aren't lying to me?" I asked as stood up walking around the room. She gave me a shrug and started drawing a new picture. "You don't. I could be lying about anything." She said with a small laugh.

       After a few seconds of silence I spoke again out of boredom. "So why are you up so late?" I asked her as I stood by her desk looking at her drawing. "Couldn't sleep." She said as she started to shade in the drawn girls eyes. "Oh.. why?" I asked again as she rolled her eyes "You ask alot of questions." She mumbled. I nodded my head with a small smile. "I like to know things." She nodded and looked at the clock on the wall. "It's nearly 3 you should probably head back to your room.Ms.Parker likes to check the rooms."

       I nodded and walked to the door. "Oh Okay night night. I'll see you tomorrow." I said I walked to her door and turned slightly so I could see Alissa from the side of my eye watching me closely. "Hope you sleep well." I muttered opening her door and walked out into the silent, cold hallway. I closed her door till a crack was left enough for me to see some of her room clearly.

         I sat by the crack of her door for what felt like hours when it was barely minutes till I saw her slowly get up and walk over to the middle of the floor. The older girl sat on the floor and pulled up one of the floor board pieces to reveal.. a book and pencil. 'Why does she have to hide a book. She is drawing in one already.' Alissa grabbed the notebook and pencil swiftly and opened to a far page to write a small note till she was finished and quickly put it back.

      'What do you think she wrote?' 'Why do you think she is hiding it?'
'I think we should find out'
'Shouldn't be difficult to find out.'
'Maybe we should leave it alone.'
'No. Where's the fun in that.'

       I silently made my way through the hall past the other kids rooms not making a sound. 'I hate this silence.' I nodded my head in agreement and made it to my room slowly opening the door. I heard a noise down the hall and looked behind me to see a far light from the turning point of the hall. I quickly pushed the door inwards and closed it as silently as I could til I saw the light closer to my door through the cracks.

      I quickly jumped into my bed throwing the stiff rotten sheets over my shoulders and shut my eyes as tight as I could squeeze them. Barely seconds later I heard my bedroom door squeak open and could feel the presence of Ms.Parker in the room. I could feel her stare looked right on my back and tried not to make any  movement.

     It felt like forever till I heard the door slowly squeak back into being closed and listened to Ms.Parkers footsteps quickly leave down the hall.
  "She's gone you know.. you can open your eyes."  I nodded and sat up from under the covers taking in a deep and well deserved breath. "I know." I whispered as I looked over to Tom. "This place is weird. Why are you staying?" I shrugged my shoulders at Tom's question and slid out of bed and walked to the window. "I don't know. I have to stay. How would mom get me if I left." I stated as I sat back on the window sill.

      Tom stood by myside looking down at me with a blank expression. "You know she isnt coming back" he whispered to me. "Yes she is Tom." I said looking back towards the window. "I'm tired.. can I sleep now?" I asked him watching him nod in the reflection. "Of course I'll watch over you. I always do." He said in a hushed tones as I nodded and rested my head on the cool window and slowly drifted off into sleep.

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 'Don't Ever Laugh As a Hearse goes By For you may be the next to die.
They wrap you up in a big white sheet from your head down to your feet.
They put you in a big black box and cover you up with dirt and rocks.
And all goes well for about a week..'
      
     I began humming the rest of the song as I continued to play doctor now all alone. I arranged all my tools out on one side that where now covered in blood. I smiled down at mom as I finished my song. "There Ma see that wasn't so bad. Just a game." I smiled down at the organs toy right and sighed. "See all that needs to be done now.. is to put the pieces back together. Like a puzzle.'

      I quickly started to place pieces of the organs back inside ma as I smiled a little wider showing my teeth. "I've gotta say Ma you've never looked better."I stated laughing in her expression less face. After I was finished I threw all my supplies into the sink and sighed. "Wow that was messy.." I walked into the living room to sit on the couch as a knock came from the front door.

      I rolled my eyes and walked over to the door. "Who is it!" I yelled as I grabbed a knife from the sink and hid it behind my back. "It's Mike." I heard a man slur outside the door. I nodded and threw on a fake smile. "Oh okay did you pay ma in advanced?" I asked as I opened the door to see a short, pig outside the door. "Course." He said making his way in. "Great.." I whispered as shut the door.

     I turned to see him walk into the kitchen and yell "WHAT THE FUCK! IM GETTING THE HELL OUT OF HERE!" I laughed and looked over at my friends who smiled back at me "No your not.." I said as I stabbed the rotten man in the gut.

         (A/N Well I think that shows what type of story this is.. any who  thank you for still reading and please if you are enjoying the story please like and comment and if you don't please leave a comment on what you dislike and I'll fix it. But... if it's with the murders then that might be difficult as.. well it's kinda the story... but thank you for reading and please continue if you enjoy and if you don't.. then tell or stop now before it gets worse.. thanks for reading..)