7 Months Later...
Months had gone by, things has worsened. Calvin has gone completely insane. You've never thought you could resist yourself for 7 months. You'd already called someone to pickup Calvin to accompany him to the asylum. This would be the only way for Calvin to get the help be deserves. Calvin didn't know himself he was going to an asylum. You decided to keep it that way until they come to pick him up. Which is today actually. You weren't prepared for this day. Every time you tried saying, "It's gonna be alright." Other negative thoughts rush in your mind as if it was a race.
Calvin was downstairs doodling. You were upstairs writing drafts to an unfinished story. A knock on the front door mislead your thoughts to another direction. You gotten up from your chair, running downstairs.
*Itty Bitty Time Skip*
"I'll answer it." You say, opening the front door
"Hello, is Calvin Vail in this residence?" A man asked me, as he had three other guys with him
"Yes, he is." You nod your head
Calvin walks towards the front door saying, "What the fuck is going on?"
"You're coming with us Calvin." The man takes Calvin by the arm
"Wait..hold up. Why?" Calvin raises his voice
"No explanation. Come with us." The other guys help Calvin, putting him in the car
"Let me go! (Y/N) you're going to let them carry me away!" Calvin cried, throwing a tantrum
Calvin bite, punched, slapped, you name it. He did it. It ached your heart seeing Calvin being carried away to an asylum. But, you know he needed the help more than ever before. You went to your computer, thinking on something new to write. It popped in your head! Your life with Calvin Lee Vail. Your words on paper inspired people to write. People need to know the real truth about who Calvin really is. There's so much to this story, many things shining in the light.
You had to tell your story. People needed to know this sociopath. You hated feeling this way. You hated how Calvin's words wrapped around your throat. The public needed to know. It would be the only way to escape the darkness, and follow the light. You decided to write a story. Writing on who is Calvin Vail...versus his demon versus LeafyIsHere.
The rest of the night you wrote 30 drafts. Every word you typed, your heart squeezed. Feeling as if someone punched you in the chest. Goosebumps formed on your skin as you were thinking back to the past. The flashbacks that you wanted to revive. Hoping there was worth into creating this deep, shocking story.
*Time Skip*
You continued sobbing, still having flashbacks. Why can't things go back to where they were. The atmosphere use to be filled with positive vibes and cute things said. Now, the atmosphere was filled with darkness. Leaving you blind too see anything. All your emotions was swept away by the cold, horrifying words said by Calvin. The things that was done as well.
The only thing you had going for you was your imagination. Your imagination will always be with you. Good or bad, doesn't matter at any time. Your imagination was filled with deep thoughts, black and white fantasies. These fantasies would continue swirling in your mind. Every time you close your eyes, you see Calvin. That's was the reason you couldn't go to sleep.
You hated thinking about the past. Knowing you were going to be left with tears at the end. Wishing, hoping there would be joy in the future. Most likely, not. But, you were wanting to fascinate people with your story. Many people knew Calvin as LeafyIsHere on YouTube. They don't know who Calvin and his demon. The demon that prevents him from living his life. People didn't know that, it was time for you to reveal truth of who Calvin and his demon. You were also writing about his childhood, saying this is why he's a sociopath. His father killing himself scarred him to the point where he wasn't right ever since. He's highly intelligence, giving him the advantage to manipulate anyone. Even you. You felt used, and abused emotionally. You would've never thought his pleasing, seducing would get to you. You've had sex with this man. Thinking of those moments turned your stomach. Especially the moments where he gotten very close to you, ready to fight you.
He had no love for anything. He lacked for emotions as he was too damn paranoid. He thinks everyone is out there to get him. This most of time happens when he gets attacked. Especially with Ian and Nick exposing him. Ooh, did you not know Nick exposed Calvin a few weeks back?
Calvin had a mental breakdown after watching that video. He thought Nick was a good friend of his. His video was filled with the full truth, telling people eye-widening information.
Since then, he gotten worse than ever before. You've never seen him smile ever again. He felt as if smiling was nothing more than a sickness. He would gag every time he smiled slightly. He was darker than his hoodie. His shallow emotions causing to upset you. It wasn't his fault, his demon was taking control of his body. Putting Calvin in an asylum was the hardest thing for you to do, emotionally. The boy you've always adored was mentally ill, and he needed help. Without the help, we probably would've killed you. You didn't want that happening. You missed hearing Calvin's raspy voice. Mainly when he woke up early in the morning, hearing his voice.
Now you hear nothing, but yourself. Demons still surrounded your home. It felt as if Calvin was still with you. You retched as you continued typing more and more. It took you time to get you words typed. All the sobbing and flashbacks caused so much pain in your heart. Your heart felt like it was ripping each memory you memorized.
"I only hope this book does good." You say, shaking your head
You shook your head, trying not to bawl anymore. Enough bawling, time to get to work...
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