Getting Better

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(I twas reading some old comments on tis 'ere story and it's prequel and I 'ave come ta 2 conclusions. Ye all insane and I be too.
Now tis chapter gunna revolve around yer favorite little grape and a character ye might have forgoten already. Shame on ye!)

Vincent's POV
The hospital has gotten a lot better sence Rays was arrested. The staff were kinder, I was no longer threatened with needles, and I even got to have group discussions with the other inmates.
The only thing I don't understand was
Where was nurse Raft?
She couldn't have left could she? No she loved this job.
Did I scare her when she heard of my breakout?
Did she leave town?
None of the other nurses seem to know. All the staff know is that Dr. Rays had said she was leaving state to live with some relatives and had resigned.

Nurse Raft didn't have any relatives out of state.

We used to talk for hours before she'd give me my medication. She wanted to get to know me.

She was the kindest person I had ever met. She was almost mother like to her patients and was considered an angel among darkness and yet why would she up and leave us without saying a word. If she couldn't tell us, why not the other nurses? How strange-

"Vincent!"

I was cut short of my thoughts.

"You got a visitor, I'm going to need you to slide this on bud." I turned around starring at one of the costodens, Robert he was holding a straight Jacket out for me.

"Ok"

I walked over and slipping it on while he did up the straps.
That was one of the great improvements sence Rays left. Instead of wearing our straight jackets all the time, we only had to wear them if we were being moved or being disruptive.

Robert and I walked through the hallways till we got to the vistor room. I smiled when I saw the face of my beloved. Robert unstraps the straight jacket straps.

Scott smiled warmly back.
I sat in the chair across from him. A pane of glass and a table between us. We both picked up the telephones on our respective sides.

"Hey there Vinny."

"Hi Scott!"

"How've you been love?"

"Great! You won't believe how much better things have gotten."

He smiled softly.

"That's good."

"What about your side? How's Jeremy been?"

I knew he had to still have to be furious with me maybe worse. I know I would be too. But I want to be better I actually want whatever madness I have in me to go away. I want to live a life outside of this. But inorder to do this there are certain respects I mist pay.
Jeremy being one of them.

"Still grieving. He gets pretty angry when ever I leave to see you."

I look down and nodded.

"I understand. What I did to them was terrible. What I did to Mike."

I could feel the tears start to whell in my eyes.

"I thought they were going to take you away. You were the only bit of kindness I have in this world. I..." I started to sob looking down I couldn't bare to look at him.

"Hey hey, it's alright. You understand what you did wrong. That's one step closer to bringing you back to sanity."

I wipe my tears away and smiles.

"Thank you."

"No problem."

He puts his hand on the glass and I do the same.

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