[Okay as ya'll know, I dont know shit about schizophrenia, so I'm just writing about what I found online just tell me if I got something wrong you people]
Your POV
"[M/N]. Today, we have another meeting and that's why you're here. How are you on this fine day?", my doctor, Doctor Deern, says taking out his notepad from the the drawer of his little desk.
"I'm alright.", I say, looking up at the ceiling to make sure there are no security cameras.
There's one in the corner.
"Are they trying to kill you? Kill him first.", a deep voice suddenly says.
"He's probably a bad guy.", another higher voice asks.
I doubt Dr. Deern is trying to kill me. He's nice.
"That is nice. Well, has the new medicine you've been taking worked better than the previous one?", Dr. Deern asks.
"I think it has..", I say, before stopping to stare at Dr. Deerns face.
His eyes started bleeding. There's blood running down the corner of his mouth as well. I tilt my head in a daze before I blink and the blood goes away. I look at the floor again, sighing.
"Did you see something that isn't real again?", Dr. Deern asks.
"He'll think you're a psycho if you tell him."
"Yeah, yeah, he's gonna kill you if you tell him."
"Your eyes and mouth started bleeding.", I answer, after a small pause.
"Well, that was new, wasn't it?", he asks, writing something down on his notepad.
"He's gonna make other people kill you before you can kill them."
"You're in danger, leave right away!"
"Would you like to try another medicine? Maybe it'll work even better.", Dr. Deern asks.
"I think that it..", I start before stopping to stare at the wall.
The wall starts bleeding and a skinless human walks through the wall. He's covered in blood and his mouth stretches up to his cheeks with sharp teeth that also have blood on them. Dr. Deern snaps his fingers making me blink and causing the thing to go away.
"You spaced out again, [M/N].", he says.
"You dumbass, what if you space out and he tries to do something to you."
"Yeah, what if he just shoots you when you space out."
"Ah.. I'm sorry. I think that it could work better than this one so maybe I should try it.", say.
"Good, [M/N]. You've started talking more as I recommended you try to.", Dr. Deern says, writing something down again.
"Why are you talking more, they're gonna be able to kidnap you if you talk too much."
"Yes, you dumbass what if he comes to your room at night and does something."
He won't.. Dr. Deern is nice..
"Oh, right, before I forget. We have a new patient here. I know you like to know everyone who comes and goes so would you like to meet him?", Dr. Deern asks.
I nod and he puts his notepad and the pen on the table.
"Let's go right away then.", he says.
I nod and follow him outside the room.
"The new one is a bad guy. He's gonna do something if you don't kill him first."
"Kill him , kill him, kill him, kill, kill, kill, kill, kill."
I shake my head and my eye starts twitching.
"Do you mind if I place my hand on your shoulder? Sometimes, positive affection helps.", Dr. Deern asks.
I shake my head and he smiles gently. He places his hand on my shoulder, he's about my height. He's a really nice guy. So why are the voices telling me to kill him all the time?
We walk in the hall were we can sometimes be with others.
"In the corner, in the corner!"
"He looks evil, kill him."
I look towards the corners of the room before spotting a new face. He doesn't look like the kinda guy they'd usually lock in here.. He's wearing the same robe pretty much all of us wear at first. I wonder if he has any friends.
"Dipper? This is [M/N]. He wanted to meet you.", Dr. Deern says.
The boy looks up at us, fearful at first but then he relaxes a little. I loom down at him.
"[M/N] has schizophrenia and Dipper seems to be suffering from the same thing, but we're not quite sure yet, added with extreme paranoia.", Dr. Deern says.
I nod and tilt my head. Something seems to be next to Dipper. A small cat, but his eyes are black and his fur is bright red. Dipper seems to be holding his hand over the cat.
"The cat is after you, it's a demon, kill it!"
"It's gonna rip your eyes out and then you can't see what's after you anymore and then he's gonna get you."
"I will leave you too alone to talk. [M/N], you can show Dipper the place if he wants to.", Dr. Deern says before walking away.
I nod and turn to look at Dipper again. He's staring up at me before he looks down at the cat, petting her head again. Can he see it too?
"No, he can't you dumbass. Only you can see everything beautiful in this world."
"If he'd see it, he'd already be dead."
"Can you see the cat..?", Dipper asks quietly.
I kneel next to him and then pet the cat. Dipper raises his head up to look at me in shock. I look at him and he tears up. He suddenly jumps on me, wrapping his arms around me.
"He's gonna kill you!"
"Kill him! Kill him! You're gonna die if you don't kill him!",
My eyes widen, but I manage to keep myself up with my leg. I push him away roughly and hold my head in anticipation, but I hear nothing.
"I-I'm sorry!", Dipper squeaks.
The nurses turn to look at us, but they don't do anything. I lift my head. Why didn't they scream? I look at Dipper, tears running down his cheeks. I crawl in front of him and wrap my arms around him again. He squeaks and freezes. No sounds..? I tighten my hold on him and the cat rubs his head on my hand. I look down at him.
"A-Are you okay..?", Dipper whispers, still terrified.
"There's no screaming.", I say quietly.
"H-Huh?", he asks.
"Screaming. It's not there.", I say.
"O-Okay.."
Dr. Deern jogs next to us.
"[M/N], what happened? Are you two okay?", he asks, worried out of his mind.
He's such a sweet old man.
"There's no screaming, there's no screaming, there's no screaming, there's no screaming..", I keep muttering.
"Dipper? What is he saying? Is he okay?", Dr. Deern asks.
"H-He, um..", Dipper starts.
"There's no screaming, he's a nice man you can tell him trust him, there's no screaming, there's no screaming.", I whisper, holding Dipper tighter.
"He.. says.. t-there's no screaming..", Dipper says.
