I'm Not Crazy

Chapter 1

Tuesday, October 24th, 8:45 a.m.
Silence. As per usual. William lay in bed, staring up at white ceiling of his room. He didn't have anything else to do anyways, so he stared. Wishing that he hadn't fucked up so much that he was deemed insane by the head. That he hadn't been manipulated by a sociopath so much that he tried to let his own patient out. They didn't deserve it, nor were they ready. And because of that, William was investigated. And then emitted due to what was found during the investigation. Now he was apparently delusional. Which is why he lay in the cold, white, plain room with his plain, white sheets and blankets.

And then suddenly there was a sound coming from down the isolated hall. Tip tap, tip tap, tip tap. The sound on shoes clicking against the clean tile floor of the hallway. That caught the young man's interest, causing him to sit up on his bed. He didn't know who it was, but this was definitely different from normal. The tapping came to a stop at William's door, then the sound of the door being unlocked. Followed by the door opening. Creak. A tall figure entered the room, shutting the door behind him.

William stared, his crystalline blue eyes widening in surprise from underneath his greasy black hair. He honestly needed a shower. There stood a man with ghostly skin, his porcelain face decorated with freckles, the top of his head caked with curly, ginger hair, and with hazel eyes that shined so brightly.

This was the new employee,  Oliver Thurman. A young twenty-five year old that had just gotten out of college. William stared some more before narrowing his eyes. He didn't want a doctor. He knew that he didn't need any help. That's when William spoke, "What do you want?" He drawled, his icy voice filled with hostility.

Oliver's eyes widened at the hostile tone that he was given, making the poor boy stutter. "I-I'm your new doctor.... M-my name is Oli-Oliver Thurman." He answered, clearly nervous. William rolled his eyes, clearly annoyed. "Oh really? Well, here's a news flash for ya. I. Don't. Need. Help." He replied, his last statement having each word punctuated.

Oliver sighed, pulling a bottle of pills from one of his bags, "I-I brought you your pills..." He said, dumping two pills out slowly. William gagged in exaggeration at the sentence. "I don't need those dumb pills! I'm perfectly fine!" He stated, crossing his arms.

Oliver nodded, "You do need them, William... Please just take them before I have to shove them down your throat." Oliver instructed, remembering that he was the one in power. William glared, "You're bluffing!" he snapped, refusing to still take the pills.

Oliver let out an exasperated sigh before he jumped the male, pinning him down. William let out a surprised yelp, crushed down due to being smaller than the other male. And not to mention, thinner. Oliver opened William's mouth and shoved the two pills down his throat. William gagged, but ended up swallowing them. Even if he didn't want to.

Oliver smiled, "There. Was that so hard?" He asked, looking pleased with himself. Maybe this wouldn't be as hard as he had originally thought.