** Chapter 8 **

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: : Marissa's POV : :

I'll just rest up for an hour then. Then I'll take the two remaining hours and get ready for my. . . date. Yeah sounds like a plan then.

I set a timer to an hour from now and went up to my room.

As I laid down and pulled my duvet over my head.

It's a friendly date Marissa nothing to serious. I thought to myself. Yeah nothing to serious. And I drifted off to sleep.

: : Harry's POV : :

"And your nights?"

I felt myself tense at those very words.

He injects the medicine in my arm.

'Shut the fuck up you stupid bastard!' - He screamed inside of me.

'AND YOUR NIGHTS? DOES IT LOOK LIKE IM ENJOYING IT HERE? MY NIGHTS?? HA YOU MAKE ME LAUGH!!!!!' - This is the most He has talked without taking control.

What does this bastard know? I thought. I looked at the doctor with curious eyes.

"My nights." I finally managed to speak. "They're as grand as it gets in this torture house. What about you? How are your nights?"

I hope he says horrid. It deserves to be horrid.

Pulling out the needle now, the bastard doctor smiles. "My nights are pleasant and comfortable especially since I get to sleep on my king size memory foam bed." 

'You did not just say that. I'm going to kill you one day. Just watch you'll be dead.'

I close my eyes and take a deep breath.

I opened my eyes and look at Dr.Tomlinson.

I guess Dr.Tomlinson is aware of Him now. He's getting uncomfortable. Not that I don't mind now.

He wipes the area clean and puts a bandage on my arm.

"I may have to put the dosage up on your medicine Harry. You have been off this time."  He just wants to drug me. They all do.

I can't wait to get out of here. We have alot of planning to do.

: : Dr. Tomlinson's POV : :

"You can go now." Karen looks at me then wheels Harry out of my office.

What does she see in him. I am clearly much more stable. I sit down in my chair.

"IT SHOULD'VE BEEN ME DAMN IT!!!!" I scream. I don't want that bloody bastard to screw my girl.

It's a good thing my guard found that picture and gave it to me.

"He is a mental delusional patient. He cant compete with me." I tell myself.

I glanced at the wall clock. The time read 5:10 PM. Great three more hours until my day is done.

A/N: Hey guys!! Long time no see. I finally updated!!! How are you? I'm fine all is well.

Okay so shorter chapters now. Yeah because of a certain person.

She knows who she is.

Well anyways I have to go. :'(

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