Silent Bride|| Outlast

Chapter 13

🚫 I finally thought of putting at trigger warning up.🚫(I forgot previous chapters)

"Child?... man what do you fucking mean?!" Miles slams the glass but Father Martin is already walking away.
I stare in horror and look at him go. I really hoped this wasn't happening. I stumble back and shake my head.
This can't be true.
I tear up and look at miles who is busy at taking notes. I remembered, he's a reporter and if we got our he'd be famous and I'd be in another facility.
I shake my head.
Get your mind somewhere else.
I nod at myself and look at miles, and how much it would hurt with what I'm about to do.
As Miles is busy with his files, notes and camera.

I bite my thumb nail and slowly walk back, as soon as it's clear I start walking away from him. I had to take care of some business. And I knew that I wouldn't get any freedom from leaving with him. The thoughts of free life scares me. I didn't like my experience with freedom.
I walk trough the dark hallways, of course I knew the way because I am a variant who had been in here for a few weeks. My feet meet a metal clothing hanger poking into them. I frown and pick it up, getting an idea. My mind wonders off again.

Acting innocent around him was hard but it got him further, I knew he didn't have any bad intentions. So did that computer guy I met once and saved. I am so nice to them but I get mostly shit in return.
I brush my hair behind my ears and walk into a restroom with the clothing hanger. I get into a stall and close the door. The nausea, it made sense.

I bend the hanger and look at the sharp tip I created.
Do it...
Do it now!
You don't want a damn baby here!....Leaving miles wasn't a good idea.... DO IT...
The voices in my head screamed at me... at each other. It didn't make sense and I try to focus.
Do it then... you cow...
A baby will ruin you...
Miles will be sad...you're a disappointment to your parents...
My blood boils, I could feel something come up that hasn't happened in a while. But I try to ignore it. Focusing on the metal I sit down on the bowl and open my legs. I take a deep breath and slowly push it in.

Tears shoot in my eyes as a sharp pain shoots trough my uterus. With shaking hands I yank out the thing, now covered in blood. I can feel the blood drip out. I whimper and moan loudly in pain, I try it stop the bleeding but it gushes out, hands being covered. This went too fast.
Stupid... so stupid...
The regret sneaks in my head and screams at me.
You killed it! So pathetic!

I slowly get up and look at the mess I made, slowly stumbling out of the stall. I hold the metal hanger tightly in my hand. Something in me snapped but I didn't know yet. Step for step I walk trough this part of the asylum while the fire alarm sprinklers wet my hair and make the blood fade into the white sheer dress I am wearing. My head hurts a lot but I try to ignore it. Then suddenly I jump up from someone going "Ev?" In the distance. It is Miles.
I turn around And stare at the little red light in the distance. "Where'd you go?" He speaks again. He sounds upset. My eyes are dark, my mind is empty.
The light comes closer and I stand ready to attack.

"Evelyn?"

He stands around 4 meters away and I run to him, he drops his camera. "What the fuck..." he stumbles over and falls on his back, me sitting on him. I hold the sharp point close to his neck but he holds my wrist. "Evelyn?! What the hell!" The fear is to be seen in his eyes.
He struggles and suddenly I snap back, I keep the strength but drop the hanger. I stare back into his eyes. My lip twitches and I burst out in tears, leaning forward on his chest and crying out loud.

"I...I'm sorry..." I whimper almost unhearable.