Hello, Mr. Sanity | Chanbaek

Chapter 1

My body shook from side to side, my knees clutched up to my chest as I rocked. My eyes were shut closed and my breathing was calming down from the fit that I just had. My hair fell in front of my eyes, the hospital making me dye it black from the red it once had.

My hands clutched together just below my knees as my feet kicked back to help my rocking. I inhaled from my nose, holding the air in for a few seconds before exhaling through my mouth, my lips turning chapped and crusty.

My head snapped forward once I heard a knock to the door, my throat instantly gulping. I haven't done anything bad recently, at least I don't think so.

"Mr. Park, you have a visitor, Mr. Oh came back." The nurse from outside the door spoke.

I let out a small huff of air, relief washing over me at the thought of my best friend coming back to visit me again. He wasn't tired of me as of yet, and hopefully he will never be.

"Thank you." My voice croaked out, not having to have used it for awhile, "I'm ready for him."

My hand came up to my throat, beginning to rub at the now soar muscle, having to use my voice put some strain on it. I tried to clear my throat, it only scratches more as I try.

"Oh man, you need to start talking to yourself or some shit, you sound terrible." A voice spoke before me, "Anything to keep me from hearing that."

I only rolled my eyes, staring at the owner of the voice, Oh Sehun, "It's not that bad."

I then cringed at myself, having my voice sound like a knife scraping against metal. I shuddered as I continued to look up at him.

"Dude, seriously, they already think you've become nuts since coming here, just talk to yourself, they won't find it weird." Sehun spoke.

"I'm not talking to myself, and I'm not crazy! How many times do I need to tell you! You asshat!" I hollered, my voice becoming better with each word.

"Woah there, tiger, I'm only suggesting. But since you don't want to talk to yourself how about something else."

I looked to him and squinted my eyes, not this shit again.

"I don't need a fucking Doctor."

"That may be true but you won't be able to get out without a doctor. These people won't think you're ready to be out without them."

I only grumbled at his words, swearing to myself. I rolled my eyes as he beamed to me, feeling like he won.

"So what if you're right, you won't find someone who'll actually want to talk to me-"

"Already found someone, I'm taking him here tomorrow, his name is Dr. Byun." Sehun spoke quickly, "No arguing, I was going to bring him anyway."

I sighed and nodded, not having much of a fight to give him, "How's Luhan?" I asked.

"He's still a little shaken up, but he really thanks you, I thank you. He might of died. Chanyeol, thank you my psychotic friend you."

I only brought up my hand, my middle finger saluting him as he burst out laughing. I could only crack a small smile.