She/Her?

128/Question Chapter

Sorry for the person who didn't want this:/
I feel bad about that.

Everyone, except James, walked into the dark room and sat on the foldable chairs.
They were ready for the questions.

Questioner: Okay this ones for Charlie. Hun u okay?
Charlie: Of course I am! Why wouldn't I be? *laughs hysterically*
Questioner: Sam, STAY STRONG HUN YOU GOT THIS
Sam: *says in a low voice* I don't think Charlie's the only crazy one.
Questioner: Sam, is James gonna come back?
Sam: *seems sad* If I ever get out of this place, probably.
Questioner: Charlie...
The questioner pauses. Charlie's now I'm the corner rocking back and forth, looking up, and mumbling to himself. Sometimes he would even laugh in between.
Questioner: *looks behind himself* Can somebody get him onto the chair?
People come walking in through an unknown door and grab Charlie. They hoist him up onto the chair and put restraints on his arms and legs.
Questioner: Okay, sorry for the disruption. Charlie, Are you a Yandere for Sam?
Sam: *blushes* A what?
Questioner: A Yandere is a person that is most likely insane and tries to kill other people that "are hitting on" their "Senpai" which is their crush.
Charlie: I'm not insane. Noooo I'm not insane. I also don't like Sam. No he's not my boyfriend. Noooope.
Questioner: Alrighty then, this one is for everyone. What mental disorder does Charlie have and when/how did it develop.
Cheetah: I'll take this one. I was thinking that maybe the demons got to him. The voices in his head, I mean. You know, the ones that tell you bad stuff.
Everyone nodded
Cheetah: I was thinking they got to him. Told him crazy things. He didn't know how to stop them. So slowly, over time, he got crazier and crazier. Until he snapped, and there's no getting him back. I know that's not a real diagnosis, but that's all we have for now.
Questioner: Wow. Sam, will you ever see James again?
Sam: Again, like I said, I don't know. If I ever get out of this place.
Questioner: Charlie. WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH YOU?
Charlie: Huh. What? Up? I like up. Up is where they live. Yeah yeah. Where they live. *laughs*

Meanwhile, in a separate room somewhere far, far away.

Questioner: James. GO DIE!
James: *says with a lot of voice cracks* (#PubertyBricks am I right?) I know I know, what I did probably cannot be forgiven.
Questioner: Are you gonna come back?
James: I- I don't know honestly.
Questioner: This looks important. Do you still have feelings for Sam?
James: I *runs into a separate room* *yells from room* just give me a little bit. Okay?
Questioner: All the time you need.
*can hear slight sobbing from room*
James: Sorry 'bout that. Just needed a little brake.
Questioner: Mhhm. Suuuuure. Anyway that's all the questions for you.
James: Okay, thanks for having me. Also, god readers, why you gotta be so mean?

I feel like this is enough for two chapters. Around 500 words.