Psycho

Chapter Thirty-Six: Escaped Demon

//Luke//

There was something different between Scarlet. She almost seemed, scary.. and creepy. I had to end up shutting my eyes because she had a horrible sinister look on her face. I was now having to give it to her rough as he wanted me to, my hands gripping her shoulders tightly as I thrusted deep into her. The head rest of the bed was hitting off of the wall with every pounding I made, just as well there were no other houses or cabins about.

Moans were rolling off my tongues as I felt myself coming closer and closer to my climax. I felt the ribbons of my arousal pour into her like liquid. But what threw me completely off guard was when I looked at my shoulders where Scarlet had been hanging onto. Five deep nail gash marks with blood dripping down my arms. I widened my eyes and backed out of Scarlet and to the end of the bed. When I looked back at my arms they were fine. Not one bit of blood.

Scarlet slowly sat up, a smirk playing on her lips. "What's wrong, baby?" her head tilted to the side. "Seeing things? Hallucinating maybe? Karma coming for you?" she coed, sending shivers around my body.

I felt different. Much different than I have from over the years he's been with me. My body felt a huge weight lift off me. I felt normal again.

But if Belial is out of me then.. he's in Scarlet.

//Dr. Cartridge//

"Everyone on the boat? No one is left behind?" I asked Clive, one of the guards and escortee's.

Clive chuckled before answering. "Do you really think we'd leave a mentally ill and psychotic person in the UK?" his snide remark angered me a bit. I was definitely not in the mood for fun and games. We have over 500 patients to fit on that boat to go back to Australia.

"Do you really think I won't fire your ass? 'Cause I will if you keep this.. this act. We are in a serious situation and I can't afford to have men like you goofing around." I snapped.

Clive's eyes widened at my sudden outburst, walking away and muttering 'jeez, chill out' as he done so. I took a deep breath and straightened my white coat. The institution decor lasted longer than expected, it ran a little over two weeks. But since it is done now, we can all finally return, I get to see my workers again and most importantly, everything will be back to normal.

Once everyone was on the boat, the patients were split up into twenty-five different groups, twenty being in each group. They were all registered to make sure that all the patients had made it.

I went into my room that I was allocated to and sat down on the leather chair with my coffee in my hand. There was a huge TV in front of me playing a rugby match. Not really my thing, but it'll do.

Minutes later a nurse came barging through into my room, looking all frantic. "Dr. Cartridge!" her voice sounded panicky, great, more stuff to deal with .

Sighing, I slowly got up and turned to look at her. "Ah, Carol, nice to see you." not. "How can I help?" I smiled politely at her.

"It's patient Luke Brooks sir, he's not on the boat." her face was pale, as was mine now probably.

"That sneaky son of a bitch." I cussed under my breath. "Quickly, get all psychotic wardens out on mini boats to head back to the land, get police, the SWAT team or something, all important and smart police officers to look for him. Get the escortee's and some nurses to search the boat. Go, go, go!" I hurried her out of my room as I got my shoes back on, placing my coffee cup onto my table and getting out a cigar along with my lighter.

//Luke//

"S-Scarlet, please.. don't hurt me." I whimpered, backing into the corner of the room.

She, or he, had made Scarlet rip the bed post off and used it to hit me and stab me with by the end of the wooden post, it was uneven and sharp at the bottom. She's gone crazy and I'm petrified.

A low laugh escaped her mouth before saying, "C'mon Lukey, lighten up a little bit, let's play a game." she lowered the weapon down to her side. "A game of go hide and seek, sounds fun, huh?" her voice was deeper and demonic.

"W-Why?" I whispered.

"For fun!" She screamed bloody murder, so loud I had to cover my ears and clenched my eyes shut.

When I looked up again and opened my eyes, she was gone. What the fuck? "Sc..Scarlet?" I said aloud.

"Come find me." I heard her deformed voice from the dark hallway of my cabin.

She had left the wooden post on the floor, my shaky hand reaching out for it. I gripped it tightly in my hand and used it to steadily help me up. For the past hour she's been pushing and shoving me about the room so my body was achingly sore. My bones cracked as I stood up straight and started to slowly walk over to the door of the bedroom that lead the way out to the dark hallway.

I started to see dim lighting in from the kitchen along with a sloppy sound of munching. Holding the sharp wood out in front of me as I neared the kitchen. Once I got there I felt instantly sick. Scarlet, sitting in the middle of the kitchen table, eating an arm, covered in blood from my fridge. My stomach twisted and I felt dizzy. Blood smeared all over her mouth as she moaned into eating the ligament.

"Mmm.. so good!" She cries, bringing her spare hand up to her mouth and rubbing the blood more onto her face. "Want some?" she smirks as she holds the human arm out to me.

My grip on the wooden post tightened as I got closer to her, she was staring at me in the most creepiest way as you can imagine. Her eyes gotten that black demon look like I got at times. Her head tilted to the side in confusion as I brought up the wooden post and hit her on the side of her head the hardest I could, making her now out-cold body collapse off of the table and onto the floor.

My heavy breathing was all that could be heard in the dark kitchen as I stared down at her unconscious body. I gasped aloud once seeing a pool of blood forming underneath her head. "Shit." I mumbled, knealing down beside her and lifting up her head, an enormous open cut bashed into the side of her head. I looked down at the wood, of course, blood was stained onto it.

I felt tears prick my eyes once I dropped her head back onto the kitchen floor. My legs straightened again and I started to back away from her. I reached for my house phone and dialed 911, telling them to hurry as fast as they can along with my details.

Seconds later I found myself lying on the floor next to her, an arm draped around her waist. I couldn't care less if I was lying in her blood. I just wanted to be with her.

Soon I heard police sirens and ambulances in the distance. I didn't and couldn't turn myself in, I had to escape, fast. But something in me told me not to and wouldn't let me, light a weight was holding my body down.

When the police arrived they bashed down the front door, and the weight was then lifted off of me, letting me move. But I was too late, they were here. They found me.

"Son, I'm gonna have to ask you to stand up please." One of the officers spoke, the house was illuminated by the bright blue and red flashing lights.

I winced when I was forcefully pulled up by the collar of my shirt. I looked down, I was covered in Scarlet's blood. "Now, are you the caller of the incident?" he asks and I nod yes. He let out a sigh and pulled out handcuffs from behind. "Sir, I'm aware you are an escapee from Riversfield, you're are now under arrest for the attempted murder of Scarlet Rose and for committing numerous crimes including escaping the institution without permission. You will be sent back to Sydney where you belong." He bluntly stated. Saying other things as he put me in handcuffs. I was too busy looking at Scarlet, my rose, on the floor.

I was dragged out of my cabin and put into the back of a police van, the doors weren't shut, so I got to see Scarlet getting wheeled out of the cabin on a gurney, her head facing me, for one moment I swear, I seen her smirk evilly at me with those black eyes.

- wow scarlet was possessed holy shit. 'wings' is on hold for a while, i don't know when i am going to start that, so yeah.. hope you enjoyed this chapter, ily! follow psycho's instagram; @psychofanfic and follow me on twitter @kisslandluke :) -