Psycho

Chapter Seventeen: Punishment

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I probably had my first sleep in a while that hadn't been interrupted. I slept through the night, apart from when Chloe came by to pick up Lily, other than that I was fine, no hallucinations or loud noises Luke made.

Speaking of Luke, where did he stay last night?

Sighing, I got out of bed and lazily made my way to the bathroom. I stared at my tired and fatigue looking figure in the mirror. I turned around and walked over to the shower, where I stuck my arm in and turned on the shower, squealing a little when the ice cold water hit my arm.

I walked back into my room whilst the shower was still running, going through my wardrobe to get out my uniform. There were rumours that there were going to be change in uniform, which I was excited about, if it's true that is.

Once collecting my uniform and fresh underwear and bra, I went back into the bathroom, locking the door behind me. I stripped off and stepped into the shower, letting the water embrace my skin.

After my shower, I was in the kitchen making tea and toast, I got up earlier today so that's why I have a lot of time on my hands. I brought my breakfast into the lounge, carefully setting the mug of hot tea onto the table in front of me and sitting on the couch cross-legged and munched away at my toast.

A lot of the teleshopping shit was on nearly every channel, since it was early, all the programs came on at eight, and it was just after seven. I sighed and just went onto MTV, where they have channels running through 24/7. Some sort of teenage pregnancy show was on, which was pretty cringy seeing all the dumb ass fathers, also quite amusing to watch as well.

When my tea and toast were done, I grabbed a bottled water from the fridge and shoved it in my bag and took the keys off of the little table next to the front door, making my way out and locking the door.

I rushed towards my car since it was bloody freezing outside, I could see my own breath, which reminded me of when I was younger and I'd pretend I was smoking, and my mum would get really mad because she thought I'd actually pick up that habit.

The drive to Riversfield felt shorter than ever today. As I walked through the sliding glass doors, I felt a few eyes on me like I normally do, and I swear to God I'm going to flip out at one of these days.

Tina wasn't at her reception which put a downer on my mood, she always cheered me up when she greeted me as I entered. I smiled and nodded at nurses and doctors that passed me and returned or started the gesture.

When I reached the locker room, I stuffed my bag into my locker, feeling like I was back at high school again, once I shut my locker, James was grinning widely at me from the other side of my locker door. I gasped and clutched my chest, thinking it'd decrease my fast beating heart or something.

"Jesus James," I laughed "-do not do that"

"Sorry Scar," He grinned "-I bring to you, exciting news" James squealed like a teenage girl, causing me to giggle a little.

I smiled and leaned against my locker, folding my arms across my chest, "Go.."

"You'll never guess who is back?" He gasped excitedly.

"Who?"

"Luke"

"What?" I gasped, nearly choking on air. "How? Who? When?" I gushed.

"Woah woah, one question at a time please" He chuckled, I raised my hands up in defense.

"Start with when" I laughed.

"Early hours this morning, around three. He actually turned himself in"

"Really?"

He nodded, "Yup, he is in sedation right now."

"What are they doing to him?" I asked.

"Whipping, beating, tazed, you name it" He shrugged.

"Wow," I mumbled to myself.

I can't actually believe Luke turned himself in. I thought he'd like, leave Australia or something, that's what I would of wanted to do. Well we are talking about Luke here though, he is full of surprises.

Many thoughts were running through my mind, and many questions that needed to be answered. I excused myself from James and walked straight to the Psychotic ward. I've always hated how the psychotic ward is always quiet until a door opens or a tiny noise and they all go off their nut and start cursing and screaming at one another. Which is exactly what happened to me when I walked through the double doors. A few wolf whistles and sloppy cringy pick up lines added too.

I walked a good way to Luke's cell, that's on the other side of the room. Once I reached the cell, I looked in to see if Luke was back from his sedation. He was, lying down on his back wearing his orange jumpsuit on the bed, staring up at the ceiling, bruises and cuts covered his face --a small white band aid on his cheek-- and he seemed to wince in pain every time he breathed.

"Luke?" I asked, my voice soft and sympathetic sounding.

He lifted his head up and looked at me, "Hey." He whispered, his voice was deep and hoarse like he hadn't spoken in years, along with big red puffy eyes.

"Can you come to a therapy room with me please? I'd like to talk to you"

"I would, if I could" He sighed.

"How can't you?"

He slowly sat up, his eyes snapping shut at possible pain running through his body. "As you can probably now tell, I cannot move" He spat before mumbling a 'sorry'

I let out a long sigh and walked away back out into the corridor, finding the spot where the wheelchairs are. I wheeled it all the way back to his cell. I unlocked the gate and wheeled in the chair, stopping it in front of Luke's bed and putting the break on it so he wouldn't roll anywhere as I was helping him. He sat at the edge of the bed, I hooked my right arm under his left and gripped his right side, pulling him up off the bed and slowly placing him down onto the wheelchair.

"Thanks," He mumbled "it feels like I've been done up the arse" He chuckled.

"Why? What did they do?" I asked as I wheeled him out of his cell and locked the gate behind me.

"Ill tell you when people aren't around, and we are just alone in that room" He said. Now I'm not a mind reader, but there was something about that sentence that sent shivers around my body.

Me alone.. with Luke.. in a room.. together.

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