"Go get the girl Liam, we're both using each other to get over our exes and it's bad to go back into a toxic relationship, but I guess that's our yellow paint. Yellow is a colour of happiness, but yellow paint is poisonous and I guess our ex's are...
"I ran some test on your son, Tyler, and it's not looking good, if anything it's worse Mrs Lockwood."
"Dr.Raye I have tried, a lot. He's just. Maybe he was born with this."
"Your son has had bipolar disorder for many years, but after his therapy last week, Mrs Quaker confided in me he's showing signs of sociopathy. He shows no sympathy, and lacks empathy, his brain is not controllable anymore, and I fear for your saf-"
"I know my son. And if you are insinuating you take him-"
"Ashworth Psychiatric hospital Miss Lockwood. And now I cannot ask for your permission. This is a final decision made for the safety of your son and people around him. July 30th he will be referred to the hospital."
I took steps away from the door as I finished eaves dropping. Ashworth psychiatric hospital. I remember that place. So vividly.
The last time I went was when I was 15. I remember there was this girl. Light blonde hair, quite bubbly. I never understood why she was referred there. She looked fine. She looked normal.
One time I came out to eat with the other people and I saw her. She was held tightly by two workers who hoped to get her strapped in a hospital bed and she was screaming.
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I thought they were doing it for the sake of it, just torturing her. But then I looked at the person next to her. Dead. Lifeless. And had rope marks engraved on her neck. That's how I knew angels are just devils in disguise.
I hated that hospital. It made me vulnerable in my own skin. And up till now images of it still rush through my mind
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Yes I am sadistic. Yes I am dangerous. But to say I may be sociopathic is a myth because sociopaths are never scared, they put fear in the fearless. And right now, my heart it beating in unison of the clock , because in 120 hours. 5 days. I will be surrounded by awakened beasts, wanting to eat on my flesh.
