madness

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deans pov
i laid in my pen, wallowing away in my own sorrow.

they think im unstable, but ive actually been able to recover a bit and restore some of my sanity.

rollins. my new doctor. if im somewhat honest he is actually good looking. basically if i could bang him, i would.

i noticed others coming from their cells and walking down the hallway. they had leashes on their necks. we arent fucking dogs!

rollins approached my cell and opened it, proceeding to near me; a leash in his hands.

i growled softly, taking several steps back, " don't get near me with that! " my back pressed against the musty wall, but i tried to push even further back.

he still proceeded to near me, " i'm sorry ambrose. it's lunch time, and we cannot risk anyone escaping. "

he put the collar around my neck as i wrestled with it, trying to remove it, but not able to succeed.

he began tugging me, i growled in response. 

he dragged me to the cafeteria along with the other patients.

the cafeteria was a mad house. food was everywhere and the patients were riled up. it was no surprise to me, considering that my entire personality is insanity.

i sat at a bench as i was held by rollins on the leash. i looked the other way as i awaited my lunch. i don't see why they can't give us food in our cages. 

its 'to get us fresh air' they say. hah,, i laugh at the thought. this isn't fresh, hardly even sanitary. 


i was brought a paper tray with green beans and potatoes. it looked like slop to me, but i ate it anyways. food is food, right?

i glanced at rollins, who kept his eyes on me, "" do you have to stare at me ?? "

he shrugged, " i'm interested in you, dean. " 

blegh,, 


after we finished eating, they released us back into our cells. they really think this is a pound, and we're all animals that are suffering inside ?! 

seth was sitting outside my cage on his stupid little stool, writing in his journal again. i scoffed, " what the hell are you writing about now ?? "

he didn't answer.

i flipped him off. i wanted out of here more than anything now. 

it's a cruel world outside, but i'd rather live out there then in this madness. it fucking sucks,,

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