𝙍.𝙀.𝙈. ❨ 𝘬𝘪𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘦𝘳. ❩

8. 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐧

"Well, that was a day and a half." Kit huffed out whilst wiping a drop of sweat from his forehead.

"We could've gotten out of there sooner you know!" I giggled before turning towards him as we exited the kitchen into the dim hallway.

"Look short stuff, I wasn't the one who started a flour fight." He grinned and I scoffed in return.

"Maybe you didn't but you were the one who brought egg into it." I wiggled my eyebrows at him as he watched in amusement.

With that, we entered the common room. To our surprise, Lana was sitting in my seat. I took a deep breath as Kit placed his hand on my shoulder, giving me a reassuring look and I made my way over to Lana with Kit leaning against the door ushering me over to her. I made my way to her slowly as her back was faced to me.

When I finally got over there I stood opposite her next to Kit's usual seat and breathed a small "can I help you?"

"Yeah." She replied whilst handing me a cigarette as a gesture to kill the tension. I sat down opposite her, beginning to smoke it as I raised my eyebrows, encouraging her to continue.

"Look, when I got to the asylum I came here for Kit. I was a reporter trying to understand his story and where he came from. When his alibi was 'he got abducted by aliens' what else was I supposed to think other than there's something wrong with him. The only thing that information did was encourage that fact that he was a serial killer. It really blew my mind when Grace believed him because we were friends and I trusted her. It was only until she confined her trust in Kit that my trust for her was lost. Especially after everything I knew about Kit already, something just wasn't adding up."

She lowered her voice a little and began to talk again.

"I know that you and Kit have some sort of romance going on." She took a breath before continuing. "Aiden, I'm sorry. I really am. I miss Grace too but if not her then who. She saved us and I did what I had to. I took the initiative, I planned the escape, I saved you and Kit, and I know someone was lost in the process and I miss her too and I'm aware I did her a favour. It's not like she was getting out of this hell hole. I truly am sorry Aiden." She finished.

As I opened my mouth to begin to talk a large tall man with black hair and glasses came over to us. He gave me a small smile before pulling Lana aside. I stubbed out the cigarette I had been smoking and sat back into my seat.

"Hey, what did she say?" Kit asked raising an eyebrow. I brushed his question off with a simple "Nothing much." before continuing to ask "who's that." whilst tucking my hair behind my ears.

Kit gave me a strange look before answering. "His names Oliver Thredson, he's a physiatrist here to work on my case." I furrow my brows.

"If he's your physiatrist, what's he doing with Lana?" I asked moving my gaze over to the two of them talking in the corner.

"I don't actually know." Kit answered. He took a deep breath in before asking "Hey do you wanna go and raid the fridge later or something?" with a smirk on his face.

Lana made her way back to us as I saw Oliver begin to leave. "Aiden?" Kit asked again.

"Yeah, yeah." I brushed him off before getting up and rushing to the door. "Dr threads on" I called.

He turned around and let a small smirk escape his lips. "What can I do for you?" he said raising his eyebrows playfully. I couldn't tell if he mocking me or just flirting in a smug way. Well, regardless of being a serial killer he really had a way with words.

"My names Aiden Pines." I held out my hand for him to shake. It sent shivers throughout my body as soon as he took it. I tugged at my bottom lip before asking. "I was wondering if you could help me with my case," I said fluttering my eyelashes. He let out a deep chuckle.

"Meet me in my office later Miss Pines and I'll see what I can do for you." He pushed his glasses up his nose before turning around and leaving the room.

I hummed to myself, I didn't know this man was but he looked like he knew what he was doing and could get me out of here.

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Later that night I made my way towards two large brown double doors and took a deep breath before knocking. Oliver opened the doors and grinned at me, motioning me to go in. I made my way into the room nervously.

"Please have a seat, Miss Pines." I sat in one of the large armchairs on one side of the desk and he sat in the opposite. "I pulled up your file and I'm afraid that nothing has come up." He looked at me in a questioning way.

"You think I have something to do with this Dr? You try waking up in an Asylum and being told you're crazy but not being told why or how!" I held back the tears that stung my eyes.

"Not at all." He stood up and made his way towards me, sitting in the chair next to me, placing his hand on mine. "This is great news Aiden, you haven't been convicted of anything which means you have no reason to be here." A smile began to form on my face. "I'll talk to my solicitors and see what I can arrange," he smiled.

I got up and began to leave, but not before stopping at the door and turning back. "Thank you, doctor," I muttered.

"Aiden!" he called out to me. "You can call me Oliver." I gave him a small nod before exiting.

There he was. At that moment I came face to face with a very annoyed Kit Walker. "Kit what are you doing here?" I asked confused

"I should be asking you the same thing. I've been looking for you everywhere Aid." He spoke slightly rudely.

I scoffed at the boy. I was going through stuff too. "Give it a rest Kit, I don't have time for this." I began to walk away before I felt a grip on my wrist.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. Dr Thredson is in there." I looked him up and down before he let go, making my way down the dark hallway. I didn't mean to give Kit all that attitude but it's not like it's an issue seeing as none of this is real anyway.

I just have to keep reassuring myself of that.