Chapter Eight
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After Victor left, I sat staring at the wall for a long time. I never realy thought about what life would be like after im done with Dr. Anderson. I feel at ease, more than I have in my life. Im finally free. I wont have to fear daily beating anymore.
I only pray that Victor wont start acting like Dr. Anderson acted. If Victor started acting like her than I dont know what would happen to me. Victor is way stronger than Dr. Anderson. He could kill me with one punch.
The mistreatment and the beatings have tooken a toll on me. I can still see some of the bruises from last month. The bruises have started staying around longer than they did before. I hope that that changes. It would be nice to have a change for once. Hopefully I wont get anymore bruises, that would be nice.
Victor had to go and discus some "matters" with another nurse, one who gave me a pretty hateful glair. He said that he would be back soon. So I hope that he will come back with some good news.
I could really go for some good news right now.
That and Starbucks, but good news will have to do for now.
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Victor did not come back with good news. Possibly the worst news I've heard. Undeniably,horrible , tragicIy timed disgrace of news. I cant even believe that this is happening right now.
I'm getting a roommate.
Now, most people would be ecstatic to get a roommate. Believe me, I was ecstatic when I first found out. I would get to talk to someone and have a friend. I would laugh with them and play games. It would give me a reason to have an existence.
Except there's one slight problem. I'm in a asylum. There are no normal people here. Everyone is crazy enough to get locked up here. There would be no laughs or games or conversations. Even friends are few and far between. And to make matters worse, guess who my roommate is.
A boy.
A freaking boy.
Out of all things, a boy.
This is the worse possible thing that could be happening right now. But this also means that I wont be able to talk to Ian without looking crazy. I don't need this new boy to tell Victor that I'm talking to the wall. What will I do without Ian. He's everything to me.
And what am I going to do when I need to get dressed? I wont have to worry about showering because there's a woman's bathroom that you shower in. But I have no clue about what I'm going to do about dressing. there's no way that they are going to let me get dressed in the bathroom.
What am I going to do! I guess that I'll have to try and convince Victor to find that boy another room. From what I've been told, the Men's ward is full. And since I'm not technically in a ward they can get away with it. I cant live with a boy.
I cant.
I need to come up with a plan on how I'm going to get out of this. I need rest. Ill just sleep on it. Than sound like a good idea.
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I wake up to a gentle shaking in my shoulder. I open my eyes and look to see who the culprit is.
Luckily its Victor.
I sit upright and look at him. I can convince him not to room me with a boy. I need to.
"Please don't room me. Please! " Is the first thing that comes out of my mouth. Its probobly not the smartest thing to say. But its what I say anyways.
"Now darling you should know that I don't have control over these things." His voice begins to sooth me. "I wish with all my might that I did, but I don't. I'm not happy about it either, but it will be something that we will have to deal with together." He presses a tender hand to my cheek. "I will do everything in my power to get rid of the roommate, but for now you will have to deal with it.
"Now, we need to head down for dinner, come on, we don't want to be late." Taking my hand, he gently pulls me to my feet before guiding me to the hallway.. The first thing that I notice is that there is no wheelchair. Am I supposed to walk.
"Am I walking?" I timidly ask, naturally afraid of a unnecessary beating. He gently nods at me, before grabbing my hand.
"Lets go eat"
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Soooooo, guess what. I got this assignment in history to film a video about the U.S Reconstruction. It was super fun. Me and my partner spent almost four hours filming and refilming because the camera kept going out of focus.
Now, onto the story stuffs.
This will still remain a horror story. All ghosts are not good and you will beginning to see that in the upcoming chapters. I know that its taking forever to upload, I have a lot no my plate right now with studying for finals. I have all A's and one B and I plan to keep it that way. Updates will be coming probably every two weeks, but that's pretty much going to be only once because I only have two more weeks of school left and then I'm free till September! WHOOP!!!!!
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