Lunatic

Chapter 20.

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Chapter 20.

Weeks passed. Hunter's back healed throught out the last two weeks. Zayn and I got closer. Will went to his mother's funeral. His grandparents want to take him out of the hospital and adopt him as their own. I told Will my loyal words, also my opinions, the night he had told me that. Raven came.

She's a very odd girl. She said the first day that her story was nobody's business also that she loves black lipstick. I guess that is her and I have no interest in her life as it isn't my business.

Sunny days came back. Every time I look through Zayn's window in his bedroom, I want to visit the near distant city that stands. I've become a night owl ever since Zayn has arrived. We've broken rules, stood up very late, then go to sleep early in the morning, we'd sleep until sleep-in time was over. And the nurses would come wake us up. Zayn sometimes sleeps in his room and sometimes in mine.

I've talked to Dr.Rosa a few times because she just wanted to do my regular check up. She told me that she has noticed that I have opened up more. I would shrug at some questions that she already knew the answer to.

As I said, seconds to minutes to hours to days to weeks passed.

It has actually almost have been one month since I knew Zayn. I've brought it up in conversations we have had and all he would do is nod. Didn't really bother me but now I knew how annoying getting no answer is. Just nods, head shakes, mumbles, and shrugs. I mentally apologized to everybody that had tried to talk to me when I was new and the past years flew by. Especially Will. Poor boy must've couldn't stand me but he loved me as his own sibling.

Mr. Reservoir recently notice how glum and boring his hospital looked. Also the retired army general that visited a few weeks ago, demanded for him to brighten up Mr.Reservoir's small society and to mix things up. So he did. Mr.Reservoir had boughten a swing set for the smaller children, more new books for young teenagers, toys that were made out of rubber for the smaller kids like Hunter. I was proud of Mr. Reservoir really.

A few scary situations have happened during the middle of the day or night. Just the usual screams of terrifying dreams, the un-okay patients that were actual crazy ill having their moments.

This was still a mental hospital. I had to remind myself every once in a while, that half of this hospital was filled with.. Lunatics.

The other half were normal beings just dropped off here from their parents that didn't give a shit about them.

Birds chirped above us as they passed by flying. Zayn and I were on the roof of the hospital. We watched the city that was visioned from a distance. We heard faints laughs of Joy from the little children that swung outside on the swing set. A few voices were heard that said, "my turn on the swing!"

Reminded me of when I went to church. When I was little, after preaching our lord and singing some rhythms. Reading some bible verses and comparing real life to Jesus's life. After we would play outside on the playground. I would stay glued to the swings though.

A question popped up in my head and I had to just ask Zayn. "What religion are you? Like if you are British, what is up with that?" I'm catholic.

I looked at Zayn and saw his slick smirk that was across his lips. While watching the city still he answered, "I am Muslim. It's a religion for my kind. Most of my friends never really were religious growing up. My family are though," I nodded. I wish I could be more active in church also.

It would be nice to believe in someone who I have never met. To believe in something.

"What about you?" He asked. I shrugged and slowly shook my head no.