Pearce did eventually show up to the gym while we were playing basketball. I quickly grabbed Meagan and put her behind me but made it not so noticeable to her. She continued playing. I looked at Pearce with an aggressive look as he slowly walked closer through the gym to us. He quickly shot a hand up to grab my hair but made it look like he was just grabbing it lightly. "Listen Jeanne, I'm sorry for what happened. Do you forgive me?"
I quietly whimper a bit from him pulling on my hair. "Do you forgive me?!" He whispered yelled in my ear. I quickly pulled his hand off my hair and pulled him out in the hallway. "We will be right back Meagan!"
As soon as we stepped into the hallway he snatched my wrist and pulled me into his cell. Double locking the door behind him. We never double lock doors. He started walking up to me and I backed up but tripped over his bed. I'm sitting on his bed leaning against the wall as much as I can trying to push him away. He grabbed my hair again and hit my head hard on the back of the wall but not too hard to where I passed out. I was weak from it though. He quickly laid me across the bed and held down my wrist. "Do u forgive me?" He kissed my lips more gentle this time. "No" I managed to mumble out. He shook his head and smiled evilly. "Wrong answer" He drew blood on my neck and started taking my clothes off as I screamed.....
I woke up the next morning in a terrible amount of pain. I was laying in my cell. It was double locked so I couldn't get out. I wonder if Meagan knew what happened? I was more concerned about that then the pain in my neck and bruises all over me. I wonder if someone found out and took Pearce away. My mission is to protect Mia at any cost. Shit, I said Mia again. I mean Meagan. They are so similar. The weirdest thing out of this whole situation though is that I don't enjoy the pain anymore like I did when I first came here. I tried to slowly sit up but the pain shot up through my body. It hurt so bad that I was wimpering without even realizing it. The first thought about this is that I need to get Meagan. I limped to my cell and started pounding on the door yelling for someone. My wrists hurt and had bruisers around them. As I hit the door pain shot in my wrists but I didn't stop. Finally a doctor came by. Dr. Smith! "Dr. Smith please. You have to let me out! Where is Meagan?!" I breath heavy. He opens the door and I back up letting him enter. He sits on the chair in my room and gestures me to sit on the bed. I nervously sit down. "Is everything ok?" I ask worried. "Yes, I'm so sorry about what happened to you Jeanne. I-"
"Save it. Where is Meagan? Is she ok?!"
"Yes she is perfectly fine and resting in her cell. It is double locked. She's safe."
I let out a deep breath in relief.
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JEANNE
TerrorThis is a fiction story of a girl named Jeanne who has had schizophrenia ever since she was little. Her family sends her away to a schizophrenic hospital right after the 'incident' happens. This book captures the terrifying experiences in the "sunsh...
