Lunatic

Chapter 24.

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Chapter 24.

Seconds turned into minutes as minutes turned into hours. Hours passed by as days were written on the next page. Weeks completed and time passed by. My mind still thinking. I wasn't as shocked as I should have been that my head hasn't exploded from all of this thinking.

Thinking of the same thing. While I took my showers every two days. While I ate my breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Zayn by my side talking about the usually and his opinion when he spots something. I ignored it though or only nod to him.

It was like I was back to my old self. Half of my body wanted to let Zayn grab me and Hunter and I somewhere far. The other half was an angel, telling me that god didn't make life fair. That I should wait till my time was over then move on while waiting for Hunter and his freedom to approach up to me.

I've pecked Zayn on his lips but never kissed him and I still haven't let him or myself stick my tongue down his throat or his down mine. I didn't let anything else crawl into my head. Only Zayn's words that were pushing me mentally out of this door, and to those gates without letting the gravel rocks beneath my feet, sink my body into it till I stopped moving.

Zayn following behind with his small duffle bag he carried with him and Hunter on his shoulders. Adam yelling and the other security guards chasing us. Alma telling the other nurses to lock the gates. Mr.Reservoir bursting out swear words as the other patients cheered for our success.

Now this didn't only play inside my head right now. It's been replaying in my head. Like a movie clip repeating the same scenes and your emotions still reacting the same way when it saw the movie the very first time.

I have asked Hunter if he has ever wanted to leave and I would ask him just a simple way while he swung outside on his own. Or when he read a children's novel. Or when he ate. Hunter would nod and list me a few places he wanted to visit.

I've had at least two nightmares about Zayn, Hunter, and I. One specifically where I bumped into my mother and father. While Zayn, Hunter, and I were walking down a sidewalk. Both of my parents wide eyed. Eyeing my two boys and I. Hunter on my hip as I held Zayn's hand. My mother would scream in my face thinking Hunter was my child. Screaming words that 'life was unfair' and 'that she should have a boy than another girl'. My dad holding her and glaring at us. Yelling words also saying 'why in the hell was I out of the mental facility already'.

I'd wake up at night and be sweating. The next day I told Zayn about the second nightmare where we were getting chased by an angry Mr.Reservoir and a bunch of police. Hunter hauling onto Zayn and I running with the a suitcase full of the three of ours clothes.

I'd visit Ms.Rosa on occasion because we all had to because she checks up on all of us. It's her job and I acted as naturally as I could. She knew I spoke now but also that I was still a tint of my quiet self. Although she didn't know that I wasn't being quiet because that's how I am. I was quiet because I was fighting in a war inside of my head. I was the diamond crown that the red, bad, escaping side and the white, good, time patiences side fought for.

Zayn hadn't mention or bribed me about escaping but when I brought up my nightmare, he did.

"So? You've been thinking about this for at least two or three weeks. What's your answer?" He asked. I shuddered and looked around to see if any security men were watching or any weird patients.

"It's been only two months now that I have only known you. I'm just saying this before I answer you that-If you break my trust, I will grab Hunter and go to Mexico," Zayn smiled wide.

"That's a yes then?" I smiled and nodded. "This is great! When shall we-"

"Shh. Talk to me about this when we are not on the main level," I wasn't going to let anybody eavesdrop and I didn't want nobody to hear our classified business between Zayn and I.