The Beginning

Paying the Price

"Oh my god." He said with a blank expression.

"What?" I tilted my head.

"I can see him." He stated.

"You can?"

"Yeah over in the corner with his hands together." His jaw dropped.

"Now you know i'm not crazy!"

"How can I see him?" He asked.

"I don't know." I pronounced.

"You need sleep!" He giggled.

"Wait what?" My face now red.

"There's no one there Devyn." He laughed.

He walked out of the room while I screamed in frustration.

The entire next day there was only one thing on my mind, Sam. I wanted a chance to explain everything. What I was seeing, how I remembered, and most importantly us. I felt that the way we left off wasn't how it should have been. Yeah, i'm still upset that he would tell somebody about all of this and send me here. I thought I could trust him, but his actions proved otherwise.

The endless hours passed by hour by hour. There were constant visits from the nurses to give me a medicine and allow me out of my room to head to the cafeteria.

I was sitting alone in the corner of the cafeteria room. I stared at the people that surrounded me. I was nothing like them. I knew what I was seeing. It was then that I was interrupted by a blonde guy.

"I believe you." He stated.

"Excuse me?" I jumped.

"Your hallucinations. I believe you I see them too."

"Well thanks for that but i'm not really in the mood." I pronounced.

"There's a way out."

"Ok who are you?"

"My name's Jace." He put out his hand.

"Devyn." I shook it.

"Are you ready to listen?" He asked.

"Well you aren't leaving so you have my attention." I set my sandwich down.

"The hospital. It has this rule. 1-2 months of good behavior gets them thinking about whether you leave or stay." He claimed.

"Yeah I know, but it's a little hard when your nightmare pops in front of you every 5 minutes."

"You can make it stop." He admitted.

"How?" At this point all my attention was on him.

"I read your files-"

"You what?" I slammed my hand on the table.

"Get over it."

I rolled my eyes at him.

"Anyways. Your files said that you claimed to not have seen your hallucination for years and they started occurring again."

"Yeah and-" I was bugging for more information.

"I know the problem. When you woke from your coma you were scared. Scared of death. Which was what James was trying to do to you. When you don't think about him you can't hear or see them. You only see them when your mind is set on them."

"Wait. I never told you his name was James." I pointed out.

"It's cause I see him too. He told me to give you this message. He wants to help us but you won't listen to him-"