Demoniac • Dean Ambrose

➵ two.

I woke up and held my head in excruciating pain. I swear sometimes I regret letting my mental state get the best of me. But what can I say? I'm my mother's girl.

I slowly stood up from the little cot and looked at my surroundings, it was a dark room with the windows boarded and a bulletproof steel door encaging the entire room. This is one of the places I feared the most, they treat us like animals here and I'd promised myself I wouldn't come back here but look what happened.

Harsh yelling and swift movement broke me from my trance causing me to snap my head in the direction of the door. I could hear the arguing of the security guards and a patient who i'm guessing, was my roommate.

" I don't fucking belong here, dammit! " said the guy with sandy blonde hair.

" Just get him in there! " yelled one security guard, the others did as told and tossed him into the room.

He hit the floor with a thud then quickly sprang up and began banging on the door roughly.

" they'll never get away with this. " I heard him mumble incoherently.

I watched him pace back and forth intently and it kind of reminded me of what my mother's boyfriend used to do after he'd have his way with me. It's a harsh memory that I'd rather not dwell on.

He stopped pacing back and forth and just looked at me, I tried not to make eye contact with him because I didn't want a problem.

" What? You don't talk now? " He rasped, then began to walk closer to me.

I kept looking at the ground, the voices in my head kept telling me things that I didn't want to hear so I tried to hush them.

He grabbed my chin roughly so that we were eye to eye, " I asked you a question. " he said slowly, but I can tell his anger was building.

I slapped his hand away from me, causing him to widen his eyes at me. " Look, I don't know you and I don't want to know you. But don't you ever, and I mean ever.. put your damn hands on me. " I growled.

He chuckled and backed up slowly, his feet dragging on the hard cold floor.

" Well isn't that swell, I've got a badass for a roommate. "

I ignored his comment and went to go sit on my bed. " We don't have to get along, just act like I'm not even there. "

" But what if I don't want to? " He said while trapping me with his arms.

His lit cigarette was getting all in my personal space, it was intoxicating, but I wouldn't let him know of that.

I took the cigarette out of his mouth and stepped on it.

" I don't even know you. " I said simply then slid under his arms.

" The names Jon, Jonathan Good. "

I looked back at him, he had a smirk on his face as he lit another cigarette.

" The names Adrienne, Adrienne Bell. "

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