Anti Did It

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(Y/n) POV

My eyes snapped open to see the ceiling of a... Hospital room? The ceiling was filled with white tiles and the more I looked around, I noticed that everything was white. The counters, the walls, the floor...

I was laying down in a hospital bed that only had one thing on it besides a mattress, a plastic sheet. I wasn't wearing my dress anymore, but more of a hospital gown that reached down to my knees. My hair was down, and I felt goosebumps form on my arms and legs. The room was freezing, and from a draft, I realized that I had no undergarments on.

"Hello, Miss Holland." A Swedish accent grabbed my attention.

I turned to see a man sitting in a spiny chair, facing me. He was bald, and he had beady eyes hiding behind a set of very skinny glasses. He was wearing a lab coat and an orange tie. He stood up, and walked up next to me, holding a plastic cup and a clipboard. "My name is Albin Jarl Galendu, but you may call me Dr. Galendu." The man added, turning on a machine to my left.

"Hello..." I mumbled.

I couldn't help but be in a daze, I had no idea how I got here. All I can remember from this morning is eating breakfast with my dad and beginning to head out to the hospital and... Am I in the hospital? How'd I get here?

"Where's my dad?" I asked.

Dr. Galendu let out a loud laugh as he placed the plastic cup next to me. "He's the one who dropped you off here." He replied.

Oh. Right. He left me in an insane asylum. I rolled my eyes at the thought of my father. I still can't believe that he's done this. I hope it was worth losing me.

"Now, Miss Holland can you stand up?" He asked.

I followed his instructions, as I continued to say, "I'm not crazy, my father foolishly put me in here."

"Yeah, yeah, yeah... That's what they all say, now pee in the cup." He said, gesturing to the cup.

I looked down at the cup and looked back up at him in confusion, "Wha-"

"To see if your pregnant of course! Now be quick, I have another patient to take care of!"

I looked around the room and noticed that there was only one door, obviously the exit. He was going to make me pee in front of him... He stared at me as he motioned for me to be quicker. I guess you can say that he was beginning to become impatient. Doing as he said, I moved the cup to pee in it.

"I umm... Dr. Galendu? I umm... can't pee..." I muttered as I was squatting.

Not even a second later, Dr. Galendu let out the longest sigh. It had to of been the most dramatic one I have ever heard... It had lasted ten seconds, that's how long it was. "Fiiiiiiiine. Just don't flush when you use the toilet in your room." He huffed.

"Jefferson! Anderson! Get in here!" He yelled towards the door.

Two, very big men walked into the room in sync. One was very pale and had bright orange hair, while the other was tan and had very dark hair. They were both practically the same size, very strong.

"Take her to her room." Dr. Galendu ordered.

The two men both grabbed one of my arms and pulled me out of the room. They led me through a maze full of hallways. It was an endless loop of turning left and right, and the process seemed to go on and on. I passed by a lot of other patients wearing the exact same thing as I was, a hospital gown. All of their rooms had a clear, plastic door. The ones you can easily see through.

A lot of them were just walking around their rooms, while other's sat either in the corner or on their bed. One of them, a male who was completely naked (by the way) screamed out "Nice tit's! Do you mind if I squeeze them?" In a ruff voice, and did I mention that he wore his gown as a hat? So, I guess he wasn't completely naked.

Only one person stood out to me, and his room was the one at the end of the hallway. He had bright, green hair, and eyes. He was the only one sitting down in the middle of the floor, and he was watching me intently as I continued to be pulled to my room. His eyes did not leave me once, and I guess you can say that I felt a little bit comforted, and a little bit consumed.

His gaze made me feel safe... and yet... in danger at the same time. Who was this man?

My train of thought was suddenly lost when the two men threw me into the room next to his.