insane ✿ a.i

plead

I can stop the scream that leaves my body.

The body in the other bed shoots up and looks at me and whisper, "Bloody hell..."

She jumps up and pounds on the door and it bursts open with three people.

Luke, Zayn, and another blonde.

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"Alice," Zayn says taking her into his arms, "What's wrong?"

"It's not me you bloody blokes," she sneers and then points at me.

Luke comes over and tried to soothe me but I still can see that little girl pleading.

"JOSEPHINA," Luke pleads, "What's wrong?"

I shake my head and try to get out of his hands but fail.

Stuttering I say, "S-she is in here!"

The blonde at the door looks around the room and approaches me. I notice his tattoos and nose ring.

Who are these guys?

"Luke," the blonde says in a thick Aussie accent, "Let me have a few minutes with her."

"No," Luke says and looks at me, "I can handle it."

"Stop trying to do everything," the blonde says with a scoff and turns in his heel taking Zayn and Alice with him.

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Luke holds me for an hour or so and just sits with me.

I actually fell asleep for a little bit and when I woke up he was stroking my hair.

"Are you ready to go eat," he says breaking the silence.

All I do is nod.

He stands from the bed and holds his hand out. I just stare at it.

"Patients have to be in contact with their advisor at all times when walking through the halls," he explains, " he says it blushing a bit and adds, "We've had incidents before."

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Finally I ask, "How old are you guys?"

"All around 17 to 19," he says, "We volunteer or are here for community service and then sometimes they choose to take up a part time position here."

I cringe at the thought if coming here at your own will and stand letting him hold my upper arm.

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He leads me down a long, bright white hallway and points out patients and workers.

We finally get to the cafeteria and he tells me to take a seat and he'll grab me a meal.

I chose a table by a window and sit down placing my head in my hands.

"Help....."

My head shoots up and I look around.

I don't see anything.

I glare out the window and push the voices away and see the blonde boy sitting outside by the river in the garden area.

He is skipping stones and has tied a black bandana around his head.

"Bon appetite'," Luke says placing down a plate of some type of pasta.

My nose scrunched and I say, "Not to be picky or prissy, but what is this mush?"

He laughs and a few heads turn.

Most patients have their hands tied or are in restrictions, but there are a few like me who are not.

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After I force down as much as I can, three lousy bites, Luke leads me down the hall to a room with a teli, tables, and a stereo.

"Commons room," he says and we take a seat at a table.

"So as your advisor I believe we should get to know each other," Luke says.

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Luke is here by choice, his friend is Zayn who was originally here for community service, but chose to keep the position and is now a manager of a department.

He is 17 and I am his second patient to ever advise.

We both share a love for Arctic Monkeys, Sam Smith, Iron Maden, Nirvana, Blink-182, All Time Low, and so many other alternative and punk rock bands.

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But there is one thing I keep wanting to ask...

Who is that blonde?

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Okay I lied, Ashton comes in next chapter,

I promise

ily xx