Asylum | E.D

12

"Get the fuck off me!"

Jaylee

The nurse escorts me back to my room, while Ethan went the other way. We had been walking for a few minutes, I didn't even realise how far that room was from our cells.

"Don't touch me!"

A voice catches my attention. The voice sounded oddly familiar, causing me to turn my head around. I look around to try figure out who the voice belonged to, but no one was in the hallway bar me and the nurse.

More grunts and cursing echoes throughout the lonely halls. "What is that?" I mumble, stopping in my tracks. She stops in her tracks too, looking guarded. "Let's get you to your room." she takes hold of my arm.

"No!" I rip my arm from her grasp. "What the fuck is happening?" I raise my voice, looking in all directions. "Just come with me." her voice is stern, as she tugs on my arm. I hear another voice scream painfully and harshly. It's coming from a male patient definitely. The voice is so achingly familiar. I listened closing, to try and recognise it. The patient yells again, and I quickly shot my eyes open one I knew who it was.

Ethan.

"Oh my god." I my eyes widen, as I drag my feet down the dark hall, not thinking twice about it. I take off running in the direction I heard the screams. "Jaylee!" The nurse yells breathlessly, trying to keep up with my pace but I run faster. "Stop! You're not supposed to go in there!" She yells from behind me, but I don't listen.

My heart is beating frantically and I can feel it jumping out of my chest. I keeping running, not caring about the fact that the nurse is catching up to me. I hear Ethan groan in pain, causing me to run faster.

"Ethan!" I shout, not caring who hears or sees me. "Jaylee!" The nurse yells but it's too late, as I come face to face with the door that Ethan and I were shoved inside many hours ago.
I desperately try and open the door but the handle won't budge. It's locked. Well obviously it's locked what was I thinking? I can hear Ethan's groans and cursing from outside the room.

"Get the fuck off me!"

"Ethan! Ethan!" I begin pounding on the door. "Ethan!" I yell frantically, tears prickling at the corner of my eyes at the thought of what they were doing to him. He must of heard my frantic shouting and yelling, because he shouts my name. "Jaylee? Jaylee!" His voice sounds weak. Oh god, what are they doing to him? I hear another raspy groan from him. He sounds deep in pain.

"Jaylee stop!" The nurse catches up, gripping my arms away from the door. "You're just going to get yourself in more trouble." she says, pulling me away from the door. "Ethan!" I yell once again. Tears were streaming down my face at this point and they wouldn't stop. "They're hurting him, let go!" I try to get out of her hold on me.

The door swings open, revealing the person I so badly wanted to punch in the face. Dr Johnson. The nurse tenses. "I was just taking her back to her room, sir." She explains, ever so quickly. Dr Johnson nods at her. "You better be." his eyes divert to mine. I shiver at his stare and the nurse tugs me on the  arm, urging me to turn around and leave.

As I go to turn around, I catch a glimpse of Ethan through the crack in the door. My heart drops. He's laying on a bed, with no shirt on exposing his toned stomach and chest while his wrists are cuffed to be bed. His eyes are closed as he lays practically lifeless on the bed. Cut marks are prominent on his legs, arms and stomach. He's bleeding and I can't help but let more tears slip.

"Ethan!" I yell, causing his head to snap up in my direction. "Jaylee..." he breathes, locking eyes with me. "That's enough Ms Wills, take her away." Dr Johnson tells the nurse.
"No! Ethan!" I yell, as the nurse grabs me and pulls me away from him. "Jaylee-" He calls after me, But is interrupted by Dr Johnson slamming the door.

I feel my knees go weak and I stumble in the direction of my room, with the nurses tight hold on me. The screaming stops and the halls are filled with silence. We reach my cell and the nurse and she scans the card, allowing the door to open. "You shouldn't have seen that." she mutters, ushering me inside the room.

"W-Why would they do that to him?" My voice was shaky and hoarse from crying. "It's his punishment, he got what he deserved." her lips form into a thin straight line.

"Just calm down and go to sleep." she motions to my prison like bed. "What's going to happen to Ethan?" I cant help but ask. "He'll be fine." her expression was unreadable. I didn't reply. I just weakly sat down on my bed, staring at the floor.

I heard the door slam shut, leaving me all alone.