Psycho

Chapter Twenty-Six: Hospital Visits

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Where the fuck is James?

I was snapped out my thoughts when a loud groan came from the bathroom, making me freeze in fear. I slowly walked to the bathroom and opened the door. James stood there, looking at himself in the mirror, with a bundle of bandages in front of him, attempting to cover a cut on his chest.

"James," I breathed in relief, running over to him and wrapping my arms tightly around him, sobbing into his chest. His strong arms wrapped around me. "I'm so glad you're okay" I whispered, he hummed in response. "Daniel is getting taken into hospital, he is practically ripped apart" I said, James hummed again, in a different pitch.

I scrunched my eyebrows and looked up to him, his lips where sewn together. Making me scream out.

"What the hell?" I yelled, "Did Luke do this?" My question came out in a whisper.

James nodded, tears forming in his eyes as he started to shake slightly. That's why he never answered when I shouted on him. He had dark bags under his eyes like he hardly got any sleep, with the huge cut on his chest, along with his sewn lips.

I pushed James back slowly, guiding him to sit down on the toilet. I kept a first aid kit under the sink in a cupboard which I got out. James had already been in there for the bandages. There were a pair of small silver scissors in the bag, I used them to carefully cut the middle of the strings, and carefully pulling them out of the holes. James winced slightly, which made my heart squeeze in sympathy. After I got all the strings out, I put them in the bin and put disinfective cream on the holes Luke made around James' mouth.

"All done," I sighed putting everything away back into the cupboard under the sink. I turned to face James again. "Are you okay?"

"Y-Yeah" He croaked.

"Why did he.. sew your mouth?" I asked, bringing out the first aid kit again, forgetting about the cut on his chest.

"After you blanked out for some reason, Luke came in and dragged me to the kitchen, I tried to escape but he noticed a-and slashed my chest. He took me to the bathroom and started sewing my mouth saying 'you will not tell anyone about what you seen tonight, so I'm shutting you up forever', which didn't turn out well for him" He chuckled softly.

"Oh my God! Anyway, the police came when I told them about Daniel, and they asked what happened, Luke was standing behind them without them knowing, I pointed to them, they're -- I think -- arresting him, but I need to tell Dr. Cartridge since they are leaving in the morning to go to England and I'll have to tell him he's been here a lot and oh my-"

"Wow, wow, Scarlet, breathe... what do you mean he's been here before?" James asked.

Oh fuck.

"U-Um... when Luke got out of the institution when the electricity cut out, he visited a few times." I mumbled.

"And you never thought to call the police?!" James grew louder.

"I did James!" I yelled, tears started to form in my eyes, "I thought about it a lot, but, I'm fucking terrified of him James," I sobbed loudly. "I was scared in case he killed me, or something worse."

"What's more worse than being killed?" James laughed.

"Shut up! I hate your bipolar moods" I huffed.

He rolled his eyes, "Did he.. you know.. touch you or?"

"Y-Yes," I whispered, a wave of guilt and shame hitting me.

"Really?" James exclaimed.

"wehadsex" I mumbled.

"You what?" He gaped.