Oakdale// Ziall+Narry

Chapter 21

Hope you all had a great new years :)

Quick announcement: If you struggle with a mental illness, or had one, i want you to know that you and/or your illness is not a joke or something to be laughed at. Please try to get help, every life is worth living. The suicide prevention lifeline for the US is 1-800-273-8255. you are important and loved.

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"Malik is a biggest bastard on this planet, right behind Fear." Louis spits, gripping the arm rests on the metal chair.

I had began to conduct my interview, telling him that i knew he used to be a janitor.

"How did you go from being a janitor to a patient?" I ask, only staring at him and avoiding looking at other actions that were happening around us.

"Because Malik hates me," He seethes, glaring at the ground in front of him as if it were the people he was talking about, "And Fear loathes me."

"The bitch with tools would love to mutilate every damn person in here, and Malik lets it happen," Louis snorts, "No remorse in that man, absolutely none."

"Why don't they like you?" I inquire, mopping up his reactions and words to squeeze into my bucket of information. I plan on pouring the cold, hard truth all over Malik once i can piece everything together.

"I don't play into their little game like the rest of the dolts here, the only person with any sense is Avery." He says, his voice growing softer when mentioning Avery.

"What game are you taking about?"

Was i playing the game as well?

"Just pretending they don't know shit about what goes on here, everyone turned a blind eye to me once i became a patient. They suck Malik's dick so hard," He sighs, resentment in his voice, "Especially Violet."

Violet? Did i miss someone?

"I would never do that shit, but I'm sure Malik wanted me too. He was such a pervert, sometimes i swear he was into me." He shook his head, glaring at the ground.

I decide to not bring up violet and focus on the fact that Mr. Malik might be into men.

Maybe being a homosexual might not be that bad if its so common.

"You think Mr. Malik was a homosexual?" I press, hoping the answer was no. I'll be directly effected by this answer since I'm one of the only male staff.

Besides Harry, but i know hes already a homosexual.

"Indeed," Louis contorted his face, "He would touch my back and praise me for the simplest things, it was more than being friendly. One time, i got a necklace from him, but it was taken away as soon as i was thrown into this mad house."

"All i did was try to feed Julia and here i am," He says, slumped in his chair, "Thats what i get for being nice."

There's that name again...Julia...

"Im sorry this happened to you, Louis," I express, showing my sympathy in my voice and facials, "If its between you and I, i don't trust Mr. Malik or Dr. Fear either. I know there is something suspicious going on."

"No shit."

"And im going to put an end to it." I verbally declare, deciding that this place was just too awful to continue to run. Harry was right, this is a human rights crisis.