Weakness(Roc royal story)

chapter 51

After  an excruciating and long ruling , Christine was finally sentenced to 4 years in a mental hospital. Based on the dreadful event that occured and evidence , the judge declares that Christine is suffering from extreme paranioa and have built up symptoms of schizophrenia. As Christine heard the news, she had an all out blow out, going crazy. Instantly there was a huge circle of a human shackle. so it was, Christine was headed to a mental hospital.

           Upon arrival at the hospital, the police had to put heavy chains on Christines hand and feet to prevent her from herself or others. She wailed and screamed excessively muttering uncomprehendible  words.

When she finally arrived, the doctors  had suited her in a white stray jacket. Even then they had to hold her down as she twisted and turned as she could not remain calm. she was placed in an all white room with padded walls and had undergone electroconvulsive therapy. This type of therapy are electrically induced in patients to provide relief from psychiatric illnesses. After , she was finally settled into a deep sleep.

              Weeks had went by, and as each day past it seemed as if she was only getting worse and worse. She developed a habit of picking the skin on her stomach area. she had really horrible bruises , each day bigger and more abnormal. Along with picking her skin , she was also forcefully pulling on her hair scalp. The craziest of all, she seemed to have created from her figment of imagination an invisible,  untangible baby girl. By simply looking and observing her, it almost seemed as if she was caring for an actually human baby.  It was such a sad scene to observe. it seemed like she was not improving in her health at all. Matter of factly, she was one of the most uncontainable patients at the hospital. we had to glue our eyes on her and be very vigilant in observing every thing that she does.

(Yn PoV)

Meanwhile Roc and I had been living the life we've always dreamed of.  We enjoyed the presence of our new baby in our  life. Roc called her a fresh of breath air.We were very happy to have barely

escaped from the hands of a lunatic. It all happened so fast and unexpectedly.  I could've been dead right now and maybe even more people could've been hurt. And the baby; Roc dared not to even fathom the thought. He was just really happy that we were all safe and protected. Although after the incident, he blalently refused to let anyone to watch over his baby girl. He went as far as to let me be a stay at home wife  to take care of our daughter. Everything seemed to be going very well. He was making enough money to sustain our livelihood.

               One sunny and beautiful afternoon, Roc and I decided to take little trip to the park. Everything seemed to have been like a still picture on a portrait that was brought to life. It couldn't have been any better. Roc really enjoyed  the times spent with his family. He always cherished even the smallest moments such as this. After about an hour at the park, we decided to finally head back home. Not surprisingly Angel had dosed off the moment she settled in her car seat.  We arrived to our beautiful home and carried Angel to our room and placed her in her crib. As usual, we activated her sound monitor and positioned it near her crib. We both imprinted kisses on her cheeks and left the room to settle in our home. We too had felt kind of worn out and slowly drifted into sleep unknowingly.  Usually one of us usually try to stay up to keep an eye on the baby but at this time fatigue had possessed us both. After about 15 mins. I had an extreme intuitive to get up and check on Angel. I quickly headed upstairs and was suprised to have seen the monitor was on the floor across the room. I instinctively ran to the crib and let out a loud yelp. This was not happening.  My baby !!!! She was not in her crib . Roc quickly ran upstairs in shock. He witnessed what I had just seen. He quicly dialed 911. Something caught my eyes immediately.  In the crib was a note as read it to myself everything seemed to have been spinning.   The only sentence I was able to recall was "  A child should never be parted from its mother"........   I felt Roc holding me as I slowly melted into unconsciousness.  Last thing I remember was looking over at the open window across the room as the curtain blew against the windowpane.

THE END!THE STORY IS DONE YOU GUYS THANK YOU FOR EVERYTHING YALL DID AND SUPPORTING ME <3 S/O TO MY COUSIN LOVE WHO HELPED ME WITH THIS CHAPTER AND S/O TO MY BEST FRIEND CHIRSTINE WHO HELPED ME WITH A FEW CHAPTERS! -CHERLINE