Life In The Asylum

The Life In The Asylum: Chapter 7

Dineice's P.O.V

I began to cook the steak that we fed the inmates. Finally, Oliver was able to buy real food for the people in here. I had noticed Roseanne was taken to the hospital and I was worried she wasn't OK. But, supposedly Ryder and her had kissed so, they seemed to be made up. I noticed one of the guards walked in and smiled, "Hello there Dineice, you making us guards a steak dinner? It smells delicious." I shook my head, hearing my stomach rumble. "It's for the patients. Can you take this to Mrs. Roseanne Parks." The guard snatched the tray and his brow furrowed. "You mean that girl that's in love with your nephew?" I nodded softly. Letting out a soft sigh. "Wasn't she hospitalized a week or two ago?" I nodded, a few tears streaming down my cheeks but, the low lighting made them invisible to the naked eye. "Serves her right... She was here for 11 years and has gone completely loony. More than that guy Mikey, who has them night terrors.." I gripped the handle of the butcher knife. My body shook with rage, "Why would you judge someone who you don't know?! Roseanne was in here for 11 years! She was 5 when she was brought here! 5!" I gripped the butchers knife in my hand and snarled. "Don't judge her... Or you will be seeing me in one of them loony cells for murder..." The guard's body shook before he seemingly power walked down the corridor to deliver Roseanne's tray of food.

Roseanne's P.O.V

I saw as the guard brought in the tray he pushed it though the hole in the bottom of the door. Causing some of the water to spill. I sighed and slowly grabbed it, pulling it to me and nibbling softly in the bite of steak I had brought to my lips. Feeling the satisfying juices leaking onto my tongue. Letting out a soft, 'Mmmmm' as I gobbled down the whole piece of steak and drank all of the water and ate the three cookies. Licking my fingers clean and then wiping my mouth, sliding the tray through the hole and letting it sit there on the floor. Awaiting for Ryder to return to the cell maybe for some small talk or a conversation. It gets lonely in this padded room/cell.

Ryder's P.O.V

I steadily walked down the dark corridor, a rat with a skinny pink tail scurried across the cold, cement floor. Sighing and hearing rhythmic footsteps behind me, I stopped and saw a guard with a club and a holster belt but one tool was missing. It was his gun.... The guard knocked the feet out from under me, knocking the breath out of me and then knocking me out. Everything went black...

4 Hours Later....

Ryder's P.O.V

I opened my eyes, only to see a set of cold, dark eyes in me, scurrying rats and crawling cockroaches were running across the floor, I struggled and only realized that I was tied to a chair with ropes. Sighing and feeling a hot sensation on my wrists and noticing the rope burn but, ignoring it. A voice boomed out to me in the dark room. "Ryder... Mr. Ryder, oh where do u begin? You fell in love with my daughter, rejected my offer for college, and also decided to try and pull Roseanne out of Louisiana. How stupid are you young sir?" I frowned, "Show yourself! A man is only as cowardly as his shadow!" It came out in a growl as I saw the most recognizable face and well known face. "Mr. Talon Parks?"