Louis
I looked over at the person in front of me. It was my psychologist telling me I had to move to a hospital. Not just a hospital, though. It was a place for people with mental disorders. I dont belong there, thats the only thing I thought to myself.
"Louis.." I looked up, the brown eyes of my psychologist, his name is Brent, were pointed at me. I didn't answer. He sighed. "I think its time for you to pack your stuff for the hospital you're moving to." I looked down again, and without saying anything, I stood up to walk upstairs.
My sessions with Brent were at home, because I wouldn't show up when they we're at the psychologists practice. I smiled to myself. I don't need help.
When I arrived upstairs, the first thing I packed we're my blades. I needed them. All I wanted to feel was relieve.
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Prehnite • Larry Stylinson
Fanfiction"His eyes are like light green carnites, like the smell of spring." Louis looked up. "Like a prehnite gem."
