Mirrored

Chapter Two

            

Lucinda continued to scream, unlike the chains, Lucinda was unable to stop. An attack had taken control. An attack in which she had buried for so long. Lucinda screamed, cried and pounded her fist against the concrete wall of her cell.

Janet approached the cell again and spoke in her sweet voice "Lucinda?" Lucinda stopped and fell to the floor. Her body violently shaking. Janet screamed down the hall for help but no one came. The only other person that was supposed to be at this end of the mental asylum was Maurice and she was not going to call for Maurice's help after she promised Lucinda that she would keep her away from her.

Janet entered the cell once again and pulled Lucinda to her. Her body still violently shaking. It was almost as if she was possessed by some demon. Janet pulled Lucinda up off the ground and into a hug whilst her body was still violently shaking, Maurice was not to know that this was going on. This meant that Janet needed to pretend that Lucinda was fine just because there was a slim chance that Maurice may make her way down the hall.

Janet walked Lucinda's shaking body to the bed and placed her under the covers and tucked her in. She placed a small kiss on her forehead and left to get pillows and an extra blanket. Janet ran quickly down the hall and into the linen cupboard, snatching up two pillows and a blanket. She ran back down the hall quickly and as quietly as she could in an effort to not draw attention to herself.

When Janet returned to Lucinda's room she found the door wide open and Lucinda missing. She had forgotten to lock the door behind her when she had gone to look for blankets and pillows and now Lucinda had escaped and could be anywhere in the mental asylum. Janet started to panic and without thinking, set the alarm off.

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Lucinda Jackson's Point Of View (POV)

The whole institute went into lock down, door slammed shut and locked on their own, I had no place to go but out the front door. Everyone was in a panic and the patients were freaking out, throwing shards of smashed mirrors, broken razors, and pens at the psychologists and mental health workers. It made it easy to pick up a shard of a mirror and run toward the entrance.

I slipped out the front door just before it closed and the panic began to set in. I didn't know anyone or anything. I had been in the mental asylum for as long as I could remember, I don't know anyone but Janet and Maurice, my primary carers. I know the panicking will bring on an attack but I begin to panic anyway. I have no idea what to do so I run. I run down the street as far away as I can before my body starts to shake, I knew I had to get away. This was my first time being out in years and I wasn't going to get another chance.

Clutching to the small piece of smashed glass in my hand, I ran as far down a street as I could. I got about a block away from the mental institute when my body started to shake and shut down, this was it, this was the attack that I fled from the institute to have. After this, there was no going back.

I fought the attack for so long and finally managed to conquer it. My body stopped shaking and I kept running. I stopped at the first sign of life, there was a house, with a family living inside. I slipped the piece of glass into my pocket, using it as my only source of protection against attackers, and walked up to the front door.

My hand was heavily bleeding where I had been clutching onto the piece of glass and I had hoped that if the person who answered the door saw it, they would be more inclined to let me use their phone.

A teenager answered the door, very tired and stressed out. I showed her my hand and asked for help. She took me in and called her mother. Her mother came out with a first aid kit and helped to bandage up my hand before asking if there was anyone she could call for me. I asked her for the phone and dialled the only number I had drilled into my head, Tyler's.

Hoping that he had not changed his phone number or forgotten about me, I listened to the phone ring. I was stressed he wouldn't remember me but I hoped that he would and that he would come and get me.

"Tyler?" I whispered into the phone as someone picked up.

"Hello? Who is this?" He answered. His voice was so soft and sweet. It was one of the reasons I first fell in love with him.

"It's Lucinda... Lucinda Jackson." I stated, still in fear. I heard him gasp.

"Lucinda? Where are you? I'm coming to get you!" He shouted. I told him to wait and asked the mother for the address before repeating it to Tyler. He hung up the phone and I smiled before giving the phone back to the mother. The young girl escorted me outside again and sat with me until Tyler had come.

I had learnt that she was studying to get her high school pass and that she was struggling so much. She had tutors and everything but some subjects she just couldn't grasp concepts. She was quite young too though, she was only 16, so sweet, so innocent, so caring. Her name was Jade.

Tyler had arrived half way through a conversation between Jade and I so he waited until we were finished, not wanting to interrupt. He approached me with tears in his eyes, he was so happy that I was back, although obviously didn't know the terms I was back on. I hugged him tightly and he took me to the car.

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The car revved to life and the pair drove off into the distance, leaving Jade and her family behind. Tyler and Lucinda both had a lot of catching up to do but during the drive back to Tyler's house, they sat in complete silence, only enjoying the fact that they were back together again after so long apart.

The pair arrived back a Tyler's house not long after leaving Jade's and went inside to have a quiet night in. Lucinda was grateful, knowing that her sudden appearance out of the mental asylum would scare a number of people, which is something she was not sure that she could handle just yet. She had already conquered a severe attack, so she felt that she could do anything she put her mind to, she just wasn't ready to put her mind to the test and mentally rape it as people ask her questions for hours, not seeming to want to let up. She just wanted to spend her first few days alone, with Tyler.