Simon's POV;
The journey back from the hospital was much easier than the journey there, I'll say that now. I was terrified. Terrified of Josh. Terrified of what I'd done to him. Terrified of what I might do. But somehow I kept it together. At least until we got back.
It's around lunch time when the van pulls up outside the asylum. Apparently the guards lost all friendliness they felt for me, because I'm greeted with the same harsh treatment I was having before we left. I stagger down the hall as one of them shoves me forward. ''Dickhead...'' I mutter, standing patiently outside the cafeteria and waiting for one of them to unlock my handcuffs. As soon as I'm free, I run straight over to the table where all my friends are sat. A strange silence seems to have fallen on the room.
I ignore the cold gazes I get from other patients and sit down quietly between Lux and Vik. ''Alright, Simon?'' Lux says with a smile. I nod with a chuckle. ''Uhh, yeah. I'm... fine,'' I return the smile. ''So...'' Vik started, gesturing for me to speak. I shake my head before laughing. ''He's... okay. He looks like shit, but he's alive,'' I say, rolling my eyes as everyone's faces light up. ''Did they let him keep the bullet?'' Rita speaks up. I snort. ''I don't know. We were too busy catching up and not dwelling on the sexual tension,'' I respond bluntly, and I can practically hear everyone's intake of breath. ''Mad,'' Lux chuckles, and we all burst into laughter. It's weird the things that can come from shooting someone. Even if you don't mean it.
a/n: short little one because i'm lazy. sorry guys, it'll get better. working on a big sdmn one as well <3
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nightshift //minizerk//
FanfictionIn which Josh is a guard at an asylum and Simon as a patient at the same asylum. Shit happens.
