Insane | GRETHAN

Six | a plan

I woke up in a bed, a soft bed but I had no idea where, am I still in the prison or some where else?

Suddenly Derek came in my room and I immediately began to tug on my restraints his face enraging me I realized Derek was the reason I am getting worse, this entire place is why I keep hurting Ethan and myself.

"Woah someone's excited to see me" Derek said with a smirk

"Get the fuck out!" I snarled

"Grayson I hope you understand I am the person who does everything for you, I can make that all change in a second. I can make your life a living hell" Derek said

I spat at Derek not wanting to see him again.

"Well. It was fun doing... all that with you" Derek said looking me up and down

He's going to make your life a living hell

"Oh no fucking shit" I said rolling my eyes

The next day I woke up beside Ethan he seemed worse than he was yesterday, he needed food and to even possibly be checked into a hospital.

This was definitely Derek's doing. But there's not much I can do, I still don't even trust him.

You met him at prison, PRISON, why the fuck should you trust anyone? At this point just be a loner and get yourself out.

I knew they would only hurt me and Ethan more, but mainly Ethan to torture me, I needed to get out.

"I have a plan to leave" Ethan said with a harsh voice from lack of water

I sat up and smiled A little at the fact that Ethan was talking "You're in no shape to leave" I said sternly

"It won't be hard" he said "we just need to go to the showers and while showering there's a trap door underneath a specific stall and we go under when no ones looking and it takes us all the way to the main highway outside the prison" Ethan explained

"How can I trust you? That I won't just get murdered?" I asked sitting at the other side of the room

"Grayson, I love you I couldn't hurt you" he said before having a coughing fit

Ethan moved his hand from his mouth after to see dark thick blood covering his palm, he looked up to me "we can go tomorrow"

•

The rest of the day went by slowly. Painfully slow.

I didn't eat all day today too scare there will be a razor blade or something in my food. I also didn't sleep scared Ethan is faking his illness to kill me when I least expect it.

Before I went crazy and had my incident I wanted to be two things. A chemist and a doctor. I obviously never became and will never become either but I still studied hard for the jobs so I can tell when someone's actually hurt, but I haven't been close enough to Ethan to see.

Every night at the prison made my schizophrenia so much worse and whatever else I had going on inside my mind. If I'm in this place any longer I'll have another incident and i might actually kill someone in here.

•

I watched as Ethan slept tonight. I still don't know his story but I know he isn't like me, He isn't broken to the point where he'll never be the same.

Yeah, maybe he had a similar life like mine but he definitely didn't have my life or he would be like me. And we would have killed each other by now.

Schizophrenia is awful when you're in prison, you think everyone is against you, which usually is the case but part of me makes me feel that Ethan genuinely likes me.

I began to think of Derek again as well, was he into me? Or did he just want someone to get him off? Did he use me?

I pray to god Ethan isn't scarred of me, he's the one person here who isn't scared of me and seems to actually enjoy my presence and not just for pleasure.

He maybe understands my pain.

He's the only person that makes the voices quiet down I think.

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