House of Insanity

Chapter 2: Bathroom insedent

I stare at the young boy's dead body. Who the hell would do this?!?! I mean, it does make sense. We ARE in an insane asilym after all. I turned to Gregg. "Should we tell someone?"

"And get blamed? No way!"

"Then what do we do?"

"Eat him." He said with an evil grin.

"EEEWWWWWW!" I screeched. "What the hell?!"

"Chill, I was just kidding. I would never eat someone."

"I hope." I walked closer to the body inspecting it. "Jesus fucking Christ."

"Let's just leave. Someone else might find it later." he said

"...... are you sure?"

"Yeah, it's fine. This shit happens all the time."

"......o..kay."

We both headed back to the cafeteria, an awkward silence between us. "I have go to the bathroom."I left before I could hear his reply. The whole dead body thing got me shook. How could someone be so calm after seeing a dead body!? I sighed as I entered the little hallway that leads to the bathrooms. The situation kept plaguing my mind until strange noises snapped me back to reality.

"You like that, bitch?" I heard a male voice. There were crying sounds and small little pleas. I walked into the girls bathroom and froze. A boy with sea green dyed hair was pinning a girl on the wall with his pants around his ankles. The girls underwear was around her thin knees and her uniform was bunched up above her hips.

"HEY!" I shouted causing the guy to turn around.

"God damn it." He hissed. The guy pulled up his pants and ran out of the bathroom, not before giving me a glare as I ruined his "fun time". Sick fuck. I turned to the sobbing girl.

"Hey, it's okay." I knelt down beside her "Shhhh." I tried to calm her down. She wiped her tears, voice wobbly and interrupted by hiccups.

"I'm sorry."

"Hey, it's not your fault. Come on, let's get you out of here." I held out my hand and she took it and together we Leave the bathroom. "What's your name?"

"Sofie Banker." I jumped at Gregg's annoyed tone. He had an unfriendly smile, his hands bunched up into fist. I looked at the gir- Sofie, her face showing how terrified she was.

"H-hello, Gregg." She stumbled over her words, gripping my arm hard. Why was she so scared of him?

"What are you doing with the new girl?"

"I-"

"Gregg, chill. I was just helping her. Some ass-hat decided to spread his filth and rape this poor girl." I interrupted, boring my eyes into Gregg's. He looked surprised, maybe a little confused.

"W-what? Why?" I stared at him, surprised that helping someone go through something so traumatic was so shocking to him.

"Because that's what you morally do."

"No one helps anyone with anything without a reason."

"Then why are you being so nice to me?" He was about to say something when his face flushed, morphing into shock and frustration as he tried to explain. He stuttered out words, eyes darting around for help, finally landing on the clock.

"Shit! We need to get to class!" And without a warning, he grabbed my hand and dragged me into the maze of hallways. Door after door, hallway after hallway. All the way until we stopped in one of the many. It was different from the rest, walls covered in bulletin boards, school work and art plastering the hallway and doors. It looks like someone ripped out a hall straight from a school.

We entered on of the many small classrooms, kids scattered within. Small, round tables on top of the carpeted floor. Chatter and small talk fill the air, making it a lot louder than the empty halls. Gregg says that they put me in his class, making it easier to tour me around. At least I have someone familiar in an environment that reminds me of why I'm here.

We sat down at a table in the back, he always likes to sit in the back I guess. We were quiet while others chatted around us. The silence was kinda awkward, nothing to say, nothing to do. I sighed, 5 minutes since I walked in and Im already bored. That is until I saw a short blonde haired girl.

"Uh- Sofie!" Her eyes was immediately on me, her face forming into a small smile. She shuffled across the room to the back where we were sitting.

"Can I sit here?"

"Yes, of course!" "No." Gregg answered at the same time I did, his face morphed into a glare. I looked at him, mirroring his face.

"Of course you can Sofie." I pulled out the chair beside me and gave it a pat. Cautiously, she sat down, eyeing Gregg like any wrong movement could be her death.

"U-umm... what's your name?" Her voice was timid, scared of her surroundings. Scared that if she said the wrong thing, her life would be the price to pay.

Maybe that's how it works here.