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Patient: Luke Brooks
Age: 21
Height: 6'2
Weight: 156 lbs
Admitted for: Murder of 25+ innocent. Insane.
Diagnoses: Sociopath. Psychopath.
Threat: definitely.
Ward: C cell 3
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"I'm not crazy!" The teenage boy thrashes in his cuffed grip as he's forcefully shoved into a dirty wet cell.
"That's funny kid" the guard chuckles deeply and locks the door securely
The psychopath smirks and builds up a load of saliva and spits it at the guard.
"You're going to wish you never did that".
Luke POV:
I lay excruciatingly tightly strapped to a cheap bed listening to the voices all around and within me. Stupid people should know by now it's pointless to strap me up. I move my fingers and unclasp the straps with ease and sit up in my place.
"Excuse me I'm bored over here" I smirk as I walk over to my door staring at the uniformed person in the hallway, the nurse ignores my words and continues on with another petty patient.
To be honest this place is bullshit, if I can't help myself no one can help me. No one can get him out of my head, no one can stop him, no one can be spared no matter the relation between myself and the other. I don't know if I'm innocent or if I'm guilty of murder at all, they said I wiped out a class full of students with ease. And you know what? I have no grief.
This monster in me has taught not to give pity for anything. I'm a sociopath, I have a personality disorder, ill be myself and next thing I'm .. Him. I can't control myself when he's around, it's like I'm a puppet and he's pulling the strings no matter how much I refuse, I'm just a shell.
I must admit, having an unholy spirit apart of you comes at some advantages, I could know anything I want to know about anyone. Some call me a fallen angel some call me a psychopath and others call me a demon. The thought of people being afraid of me gives me energy and power, I feel like I'm worth something and I think that's why I kill people.
Or maybe I just like seeing blood
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Alisha POV:
I'm in the kitchen helping other nurses and patients roll out dough to make bread for lunch. I've been assigned to keep an open eye out for our new patient Luke Brooks on his first kitchen shift
"Hello Luke my name is Alisha Hamilton I'm a nurse and psychiatrist here" I politely smile at the tall boy
"congratulations" luke spits as he punches out the dough on the bench.
"Thanks" I laugh "ill be seeing you tomorrow for our first session" I nod walking away.
"oh sex session huh? Sorry to brake it to you lady but I'm not in the mood" luke smirks
"nice one brooks".
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I was sitting in my office with a patient named James Yammouni, he's a sweet kid, I'm convinced he's innocent and definitely not insane.
"I want to get out of here Alisha" James sighs
"I know you do, and I'm doing everything I can to get you out asap" i faintly smile giving sympathy.
A faint knocking is heard on the door
"It's open"
"Miss Hamilton, brooks is here for his session" the guard speaks pushing the cuffed boy in the room.
"I'll see you next time James" i nod as he walked out towards the cafeteria.
"Hey can you let me out of these cuffs" luke refers to his hands being uncomfortably inbound
"No can do brooks, you're dangerous"
"You think I'm dangerous?" Luke smirks sitting in the swivel chair
"Everyone does, you're a mass murderer luke, is that something you're proud of?"
"Luke's weak, he couldn't hurt a damn fly, that's why I've been here to guide the stain" Luke's voice turning darker
"Is that so"
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"So Hamilton, what's your favorite color?" Luke questions
"Green"
"Wrong it's blue, infact ..
It's the color of your undergarments right now" Luke's eyes darken as he smirks deeply
My breath hitches at the shock of him knowing such thing. "Excuse me I think I know my favorite color and you're wrong" I fib
"Don't lie to me Hamilton" luke chuckles
"Okay I think it's time you go out to the cafeteria" I smile trying at all costs to avoid this erie conversation
"Aw but we were just getting started babe"
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Pulse and Perish || Luke Brooks.
Mystery / Thriller"One side of me says, 'I'd like to talk to her, date her.' The other side of me says, 'I wonder how her head would look on a stick"
