JEANNE

Chapter 20- the excitment

All day I was so excited for his arrival. This was finally my chance to make another friend and be normal this time. Later in the day when I was in my cell waiting for him to arrive I was playing with my teddy bear and talking to Caroline when I heard his door open and close. I walked out of my room and across the hall to look inside at him. He was sitting in on the bed with the straight jacket still on just like I had. I ran down the hall and I asked if I could go talk to him. "U can tomorrow Jeanne. Let him calm down" said Dr. Smith.
"But but.... I can calm him down. I would've been so much calmer if I had a friend the first day I came here. Please!!"
Dr. Smith rolled his eyes and took out a key.
"Fine follow me."
He lead me to pierces door and opened it letting me go inside. He shot pierce a look of anger "watch yourself pierce behave!"
He closed the door behind us. I looked at pierce. He was looking down at the floor with a really pissed off face. I sat down on the floor criss cross apple sauce. "Hey" I said nicely.
No reply.
I said it louder "hey!"
"What?!" He snapped.
"I just thought I'd come by and say hi. I wanna be friends"
"I don't have friends and I don't fucking want any!"
"I thought that too when I first came here"
He looked up and his face kinda softened a bit.
"What did u do to get in here?" He asked
"I have imaginary friends and two of them made me jump off the top of a playground set knocking the air out of me. What about you?"
"Id rather not say." He looked away kinda annoyed.
"I'm sorry that they put u in a straight jacket. They did that to me too."
His eyes glistened and he looked back at me. "U think u can get me out?" He looked at me with these cute innocent puppy eyes.
"Awwww sure!" I got up and unbuckled it. He stretched his arms out. I stepped back in front of him. "There isn't that bet-" he jumped up and grabbed me by my neck slamming me back into the wall with a crazy smile on his face. I couldn't breath and I was scratching the skin off his hands until blood was dripping from his hands but he didn't care. He took my pocket knife I found in the park that one time out of my pocket and slung me onto the bed. He let go of my neck and stabbed the knife into my sleeve into the bed so I couldn't move that easily. He put his freezing hand on my neck again but didn't choke me. "How do I leave this place?!" He asked. "Please it isn't worth it. I tried to escape once. I tried! It didn't work!"
"Oh wonderful scars on your mouth there..... mind if I make them worse?" He pulled the pocket knife out of my sleeve and traced them along my mouth. He still had his other hand wrapped around my neck. I grabbed his wrist with my free hand and I started digging my nails into it kicking my legs and trying to move my head away from the knife. "NO! Please! Stop!" I started crying. "Please don't cry. It only makes me wanna do it more to shut u the fuck up!" He jabs the knife into my right scar. I cried out in pain. It hurt so bad because they were healing so the wounds were covered in dried blood clots. He busted through the blood clots and I screamed. Dr. Smith came rushing in to see the knife in my mouth and pierce on top of me. He grabbed pierce off of me and injected him with that medicine. Pierce got dizzy and passed out. I was shaking and crying from the pain. Dr. Smith rushed to get me a wet paper towel and helped me clean up the blood.