Life In The Asylum

The Life In The Asylum: Chapter 4

Roseanne's P.O.V

My whole body shook, blood began to seep from my cut wrist, my head shot up, pupils dilating and the world around me became a big blur, I heard the masculine voice in my head, 'Roseanne, what's wrong with you! You could of went home!' I shot my head back down and my body still shook, blood flow began to slow and I let out a loud scream and noticed Ryder was there, his pair of eyes full of terror and he held my wrist, looking softly into my eyes. He spoke with his soft, southern accent. "What happened? I didn't know you cut yourself.. And how do you have anything sharp enough?" I looked away, my body stopped shaking and I spoke, my voice barely audible. "I started to do it when I learned what a monster I was.. When I was 8, I was taken to a foster home but, they didn't know I had schizophrenia, so, they used to call me a monster, a lunatic, and a murderer..." Ryder's eyes were softened and then he looked questioning. "You killed someone?" I nodded and squeezed my eyes shut, tears streaking down my cheeks, "I did... I killed my neighbors kid... My foster home sent me to juvie, for 2nd degree murder.." Ryder shuddered, he embraced me into a tight hug. I cried softly into his shoulder. I felt him look deep into my eyes, I looked and noticed his face was just centimeters from mine...

Ryder's P.O.V

Her face was just centimeters from mine. I didn't think, I pressed forward and molded my lips into hers, her lips were soft and warm. I ran my hands down her back, feeling her get a chill down her spine. I softly pulled away and our foreheads were touching, I let out a low chuckle and pecked her softly on the lips once again, only to pull back and flash a soft smile. "I've been waiting to do that since we met.." I smiled as she chuckled and giggled shyly to me.

Talon's P.O.V

I rubbed my head with my large hands, my wife, Kayla stepped in and gave me a soft kiss on my forehead, her large, pregnant belly stuck out like a basketball. "So, no Roseanne?" I threw my reading glasses onto the desk, exhaling out briefly and rubbing my temples and sighing again, "No.... She said that it was too late... Kayla what's wrong with me?! I let our little girl into that loony bin for 11 years! I'm so stupid.. I'm a horrible father!"

Kayla's P.O.V

I looked at my upset husband, softly hugging him and giving me a kiss on his cheek, "Your not horrible, I love you and Roseanne just needs time.. She's been raised by Dineice and Oliver.... She just needs time.." I smiled and looked to Talon, his face was upturned in a regretting frown. "I'm sorry but, honey, we don't have time.. We need a plan.. A plan to get my daughter back.... A plan, to rid of Ryder....." My eyes widened... 'Was he really saying to rid of Ryder? Someone who is helping our daughter?!'