Hates p.o.v
She's hurt
My heart started racing, just at the thought of her being hurt.
But I couldn't leave I just got home, my mom just left to get my pills. If i leave now it won't be good.
She's hurt.
"Tell me what happened to her?"
She's hurt.
The voice kept saying the same words.
She's hurt.
"I get it. I can't leave though."
She's hurt
"Fine."
I left and went back to orphanage.
She wasn't there.
"Where is she?" I thought to myself. But, of course, i said this aloud.
Somebody did come to me and i asked them where she was.
"She had to go to an asylum. Only for awhile, until somebody fit can take care of her."
I thanked him, and went to the asylum. I asked if i could see her. They said I couldn't unless i had a good reason.
"I'm one of her friends, let me see her. She wants to see me. Even ask her." I was trying to convince them.
"We'll ask, but there is no guarantee."
I nodded and sat waiting, examining the building. Remembering some place like this, from my childhood.
She came back, said i could see her. I rushed to her room number.
I barged in. She didn't do anything when she saw me. I don't know why.
"It's just me." She got up and reached out to touch me, so i grabbed her hand.
"You're real, right?"
"Of course, what do you mean?"
"I just saw a fake you earlier."
I nodded. I understood, it's hard to tell sometimes.
"Don't worry, I'm real."
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Hate & love
RomanceA schizophrenic love story. It's about the people who hear voices and try to overcome their challenges. There story can be tragic at parts but also romantic and heartwarming. "hate" is a loving and insane boy. "love" is also loving and insane. "Love...
