Insanity

4.

"Are you sure you'll be okay tonight?" I asked sitting on my bed.

Chelsea laid on her side facing away from me. "Mrs. Oler says I just need to focus on my bre- my breathing." She said her breathing hitched.

"I already told you. You're not my type." I said getting in bed beside her. I laid closely behind her but gave her room.

"My father." She said in a shaky voice. "He, he use to beat me a lot. I can't deal with the yelling and the shouting. It just drives me crazy." She said. I could hear her crying, but I decided not to saying anything.

Not caring whether or not she was wanting comfort; I pulled her in closer so my arm held her in place.

"I just wanna forget." She mumbled. After a while she fell asleep.

I stayed awake until the light shined through our barred windows. I carefully got out of bed pressing the red button on my wall so Nurse Cas could open the doors to my room.

Once she opened the doors I told her my plan for the day. I made sure to get to the showers early to keep from awkward situations. I opened the elevator doors to see Luke.

I got inside standing directly beside him. "You know I won't tell anyone if you do talk." I said softly.

He let out a ruggad laugh and looked down at his feet. "I speak." He said looking back up. "It's just hard to get the words out."

"Trust me, I understand. I mean just say something; people will hear you. Don't be afraid to be heard. If you need to just scream. It's not like someone will hurt you here. Trust me at school all the girls thought I'd rape them or something just cause I'm le-." I couldn't finished because, he started to breath heavily like Chelsea only he let out this heartwrenching shriek that nearly shattered my eardrums.

I fell to the ground holding my ears as the before quite boy screamed until his face turned red. The doors opened and Nurses rushed in while already awake patients left their rooms.

A nurse held me up pulling me out while Luke fought with other nurses screaming for his dear life.

I watched as he fought back as I tried to break free from the grips of another Nurse.

"He's coming!" He screeched being pulled into the elevator.

I watched as the doors shut trying to adjust my ears to the frantic noise of nurses. "What happened?" They asked me repeatedly.

"What?" I said my heart finally calming down.

"What happened Frankie?" I was asked by Nurse Cas who had caught up with me.

I shook my head trying to remember me exact words. "I told him to be heard." I said my eyes loosing focus. "So he screamed."

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I sat while Ian, Derek, Chelsea, Naomi and Gorge all talked about the incident this morning.

"Y'all PTSD people are fucking crazy." Callie said joing us sitting beside Ian. "I swear I could hear him from my room."

"PTSD is an actual issue guys." Chelsea nagged.

"So is everything else we have chill Chelse." Noami said.

"What if we all could switch mental illness which one would you have?" Ian asked.

"I'd take bipolar disorder." Derek said without hesitation.

Naomi laughed. "Being quite is better than snapping at random times without explanation." Naomi said. "Or random stages of soul crushing sadness."

Naomi's candidly way of speaking sent shivers down my spine. As if her emotion Rollercoaster became normal. And feeling low was just a regular daily fault."