Introduction
Amara pictured above^
Amara P.O.V
I wake up in a haze. A spark of relief fills me, but quickly disappears after I realize were I am, I'm still stuck here at Mary Weathers Mental Institution. I get out of the rock like bed and stand by the door ringing the little red buzzer. They walked up to the door, opened it, and guided me to the dressing room. I quickly change into the usual, all white hospital dress and white socks. I walk out and someone grabs my arm. I flinch but suddenly realize it's just a worker.
"Are you alright Ms. White" he looks at me in concern.
"Yes, I'm fine" I say trying to hide the quivering in my voice.
We walk through eerie long dark halls. Until we reach our destination. It was what that the nurses liked to call Story Time, but we have all realized its just a time we tell what happened to us so they can rate us on a scale from 1 to 10 on how crazy we are.
He let go of my arm and I start to walk over to a circle of chairs and take a seat in one that seemed closest to the door. I always chose the seat closest to the door because someone always has a mental breakdown and I need to know that I can dash out of the room without getting hurt... like last time. I suddenly look up realizing that Dr. Marian and ten other patients had been seated and started telling there stories. I doze out again. Their stories never made sense. There always changing, an I'm sure I'm not the only one who notices it.
"Amara, Amara" Dr. Marian is basically screaming before I realize what's happening. Its my turn.
" I'm not sure I want to share today." I say looking down at the ground.
"You know you have to sweety"
"I'm not a child, don't call me sweety"
I could feel the anger rising inside of me, but I close my eyes and simply start talking before she can say anything else.
" I remember my friend, Skylyn, introducing me to him" I say finally opening my eyes.
"He was perfect. Brown messy hair, deep brown eyes, a perfect smile. Its kind of ironic because just seconds before I was telling Skylyn about how I didn't believe in love at first sight, and how I thought love was just a word."
I try to think of what to say next but then the flashbacks start. I see his brown eyes turn to a honey nut gold, and his perfectly shaped smile turn to a sharp toothed grimace. The flashback stops but I still can't take it. I feel hot tears burn down my cheeks and I'm instantly hit with paranoia. I stand up frantically and dash for the door. I see a worker coming at me from the corner of my eye. One of them grabs me and pull me to the ground. I feel stinging in my left arm and look over to see a sharp needle being stuck into me. I struggled to get out as I turned to see everyone filing out the door. I give up trying to struggle away and start to mumble.
"Great going Amara" I say quietly to myself "Now your the having a mental breakdown. Your officially craz- "
I didn't finish my sentence before the the fluid in the shot kicked in and my vision went black.
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