Chapter 4

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I was in shock and 3 guards had to practically carry me out of Dr Torris' room. They left me in my cell and told me to be ready tomorrow for the program. I still couldn't believe it. Sitting there on my bed I thought of all the things that could go wrong. I haven't talked to any inmates before, in all my four years there hasn't been a reason. One thing was for certain. I would not, in any circumstances talk about myself. This is my chance at friends and I wasn't going to reveal the monster that laid dormant inside me. They would be afraid. They would think I was a Lunatic. Maybe I am, who else has a voice inside their head that forces them to harm others? 

I will never leave, my child. My heart beat increased and my breaths were short and shallow. There it was again that voice. I guess the serum is wearing off, soon I might have another incident. We can kill them all you know. What if I don't want to. God knew I didn't. You will when the time comes. The familiar buzzing sensation that arises whenever she's in my head dies down and I know she's left. I also know she'll be back. I look down at my hands and realise I'm shaking. I grip the edge of the bed to stop my hands. I'm scared, so very scared. 

Tomorrow is the program, what if she arises when I'm at the program? What if they all see what a monster I can be. I can't let that happen, but I can't control it either, the sad thing is when she takes control my will doesn't matter. I hear footsteps echoing outside my cell. I hope I didn't talk out loud with her, that would attract attention. Unwanted attention. Relief washes over me as I see ray's familiar form outside my cell and I know he's come to deliver me dinner. The cell door groans as it's pushed open and I jump up, eager to act normal around the only normal person I know. 

"Dinner time" he says. "What for dinner today?" I ask. Usually we get a cold slab of food that slightly resembled a sandwich. "Usual, with a surprise" he winked. I wonder what the surprise is while he places the food down on my bed. "How are you?" he asks. I decide whether I should tell him the truth. I'm dead inside, waiting for a escape and death would be most welcome. I still with "I'm fine". He doesn't see through my facade and sits down on the edge of the bed.

"Open it" he urges. I reach out to the foil wrapping and carefully unwrap the food. The usual slab of bread and lettuce stare at me, but next to them is a bowl of white mush. "Ice cream" I squeal. I stop myself and grimace. Did I actually just squeal like a normal teenager? "You're happy" he observes. "Maybe". I pick up the sandwich and bite into the most welcome carbs. "I'll let you be" he stands up and walk out leaving me with my food.

After finishing the food and savouring the last bit of ice cream I find myself laying on the bed. Fatigue from the day sets in and I can't seem to move my limbs. Sleep alludes me and I spend another insomniac night twisting and turning. 


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I'm woken by a banging on the cell bars and slowly open my eyes, it takes time for them to adjust to the light but once they do I feel strong arms pull my wrists together. I see a guard holding handcuffs and realise whats happening. They're binding me. Everything that happened yesterday rushes into my head. They're taking me to the program. The worst thing is all the inmates will see my hands bound. They'll know I'm dangerous. 

One guard tugs my arm and I stand up, two other guards quickly stand behind me urge me forward. Lots of precautions today. Suspicious. The guards guide me down the hallway and surprisingly we don't stop when we reach Dr Torris' office, we keep walking. I've only been down these hallways once, that was when they brought me in. My memories are hazy but I remember snippets of these hallways. 

The guards stop outside a white door and the one who bound my arms knocks firmly on the wooden door. "Description" a voice calls out. "Inmate 77B with 3 guards" the guard replies. Wow these precautions are unbelievable. I hear the sound of a lock and the door slowly opens. The guards usher me into a decent sized room with 10 chairs in a circle. All but one chair is occupied and Dr Torris stands in the middle of the chairs. I feel the burn of eyes on me as I enter the room

I try to hide my hands but the guard isn't having it and keep me from moving my arms at all. I look around and see Ray stationed on the opposite wall. He gives me a reassuring smile and I give him a nervous one in return. At least I have one friend in the room. I don't even know if Ray is a friend. I'm sure he wouldn't want me to die, and that's all that matters in my situation. The guards lead me to the empty chair and I quickly sit down, not wanting any more attention.

Dr Torris sends a closed lip smile my way and clasps his hands together. "I have invited you all here to trial a new rehabilitation program". Bullshit. We had no choice but to come. "These programs will commence every day in the morning and will conclude with a walk in the asylum's gardens." My eyes widen at the word garden. I haven't been outside in 4 years. "Now I will leave you in the most capable hands of Linda." Dr Torris quickly leaves, no doubt petrified with 9 lunatics in the room. 

Linda speaks up. "My name is Linda and I will be walking you through this program, first we will start by stating our name's and disorders." She gestures to a blonde haired girl on her right and the girl whispers "Olivia, Post traumatic stress". This goes on from one person to the next. It's a boy's turn and I admit he is certainly one of the most good looking boy's I've seen in the last four years. "Calum, Borderline personality" his voice is husky and dead sexy. Him, Kill him. I had been too preoccupied with him that I hadn't noticed the increasing buzzing feeling in my head. No, not now this can't be happening. Her will had already taken hold of my body and my hands started shaking.

I couldn't keep her at bay for long and I leaped up and lunged at the boy, my hands were violent against his soft skin. There was a commotion behind me and pain suddenly bloomed at the side of my head. All was dark. 



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