Edd sat there in the lunch room, quietly eating with his eyes closed. He wasn't aware of the other patients staring at him. He was defiantly the youngest there.
"Hey, kid."
The normally green-hooded boy looked up up a hand rested next to his. He blinked, it was a much older male that was balding and covered in tattoos. Edd tilted his head like a curious dog. Why was this man talking to him?
"Yes?"
He asked, blinking his wide olive-green eyes. He frowned as the man sat across from and pulled out a plastic knife. Edd eyed the knife with a nervous smile. What was this man doing?
"What are you in here for? You don't seem insane."
The man said as Edd squirmed in his seat. He could feel glares dig into his back. He didn't like it at all. He just kept eating, silently, and lowered his head.
"I'm talking to you!"
The man growled and in a swift motion, grabbed the younger male's chin. Edd let out a scared squeak as he felt burning tears form in the corner of his eyes. He looked up at the male, shrinking as he tried to squirm out of his hold.
"P-Please let go.."
He begged, his voice cracking as he felt fear overcome all emotions. He didn't feel safe. He didn't feel protected. He felt like he was just easy-pickings. The man traced the knife against Edd's left cheek, but since it was plastic, it didn't cut his skin. It also might be because the man wasn't trying to hurt him. For now.
"Hey!"
Edd's eyes snapped up as he heard another voice. He looked over and spotted an older male with pure black eyes and short spikey brown hair. Edd felt like he saw him before...
"Leave him alone!"
The other boy screamed and slammed the older male into the wall, smacking the knife out of his hand. Even though the boy was in a straight jacket, he could still use his teeth. With a growl, the boy dug his sharp teeth in the male's shoulder until scarlet blood splattered on the floor.
Edd screamed at the sight of blood.
This seemed to make the boy hesitant, and released the man, shoving him away with his shoulders. After spewing some curses and hisses, the man fled with a bloodied neck.
"Hey! Are you okay? Hey! I'm Tom! Just focus on me, okay? He isn't going to hurt you anymore!"
The boy, now known as Tom, said as he saw the terrified expression on Edd's face. But what made Edd scream wasn't the violence, it was the blood. He hated blood, the smell, sight, and feel of it. He couldn't tear his eyes away from the sight.
"Are you okay?"
Tom sat next to Edd and nudged his head away from the bloody mess. Edd gave a shaky nod, and looked up at him.
"Y-Yea...I'm fine.."
He muttered as Tom smiled and sighed in relief. He chuckled.
"That's good. What's your name?"
"It's Edd...Edd Gould."
