The Hypocritical Oath

Chapter 15: The Warning

"Wake up, lets go!" one of the doctors said as he lifted him off the ground aggressively. Lewis could barely hear him, he could barely even move his legs as he was lifted off the ground and dragged out of the room and down the hall. Lewis could barely see as the blinding lights shined in his eyes.

"Don't speak, or you go back in the padded room, got it?" the other doctor, standing behind Lewis and the doctor dragging him, said as he put a bag over Lewis' head. He didn't know who said it, but Lewis couldn't help but nod at the question, standing up slightly as he slowly regained feeling in his legs yet he continued to lean into the doctor carrying him.

Lewis felt like he was dragged a mile away from the stairs before one of the doctors finally took the bag off his head. As he noticed they were back in his room in the regular hospital, Lewis couldn't help but smile as he looked around, not seeing a large metal door and a broken bed somehow brought a sliver of joy.

"If you even think of telling a single soul about what happened to you, you'll never see the light of day again." The doctor closest to Lewis shoved him onto the bed and started for the door where the other doctor was waiting, then walked out and closed the door locking it behind them.

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Hours went by as Lewis layed there looking at the ceiling, by now feeling had returned to his entire body, yet he could still feel certain muscles twitching and shaking. Finally there was a small click from the door, he quickly jumped up and walked to the door, stumbling slightly as the blood rushed to his head. He opened the door and walked out looking around, he noticed a few new faces but was searching for only two, his closest friends.

"Boy am I glad to see you two." he said as he sat down with Chris and Sarah. He looked up smiling at them, but his joy was quickly swept away as he saw Sarah crying and Chris whispering to himself again. Chris hadn't talked to the voices in so long that Lewis nearly forgot about them, seeing him talk to them again as well as Sarah crying filled him with anger.

He hurt them, you know what must be done. He must go, he must die. It has to be you, no one else can.

"I was so worried, I thought we lost you." Sarah sobbed as she looked at Lewis.

"You really missed me huh," Sarah looked away, blushing deeply as she bit her lip. "I'm sorry, i didn't mean to-"

"It's fine." she said quickly, smiling slightly.

"I can't believe he can get away with this." Chris clenched his fists tightly looking at the floor.

"Mr. Lewis, it's time for our meeting." Doctor Jenson said, she looked scared, glancing in every direction.

"Oh um, ya sure." Lewis stood up, giving one last smile to his friends, and a slight wink to Sarah, chuckling slightly as she blushed even harder.

Walking down the hall, Lewis noticed that there were very few people, fewer than usual. He could help but feel like something was off, as if something happened to another patient.

Don't trust her. She works for him, she knows what he does, she knows what happened to you. End her kill her. Do it, KILL HER!

"Shut up!" the phrase slipped from his lips, without noticing what he had just said, he looked up to see Doctor Jenson looking at him, the look of shock and hurt in her eyes. "I mean- uhm..."

"I know i talk a lot but that doesn't mean you had to say that," lewis noticed her quivering lip as she turned around and continued down the hall, more briskly now, "I just wanted to know how your day was, but if you want to talk about it that's fine.

As they finally reached the door to the office, Lewis saw the room looked different from usual. The dented table was still there but there were no chairs. Only padded floor mats. Lewis walked over to the one on the opposite side of the room from Doctor Jenson, who still looked like she was on the verge of tears.

"Look, Doctor Jenson I-"

"Please, it's only the two of us, you can call me Stacy." she said, wiping a small tear from her cheek as she smiled at him.

"Ok Stacy, I'm really sorry about earlier, i wasn't yelling at you, i just had something on my mind and i just couldn't-" he stopped, he didn't realize it but he was holding his head where the treatment was performed, his face covered in tears.

"I know, trust me this happens a lot." her smile quickly faded.

"Why do you let him do these things?" Lewis leaned back against the wall looking at her deeply concerned, "Don't you disagree with that?"

"I do, believe me I understand what your feeling," Lewis noticed she was about to cry again. "I used to be a patient like you." she said with a sigh.

As she moved her hair off her ear, Lewis' stomach sank. The guilt of yelling at her for months was overwhelming, the feeling of hatred for Doctor Chrisitin overtook him as he saw the scars. They were round like Roberts.

"You had the treatment too." Lewis said calmly, trying to hold in the anger.

"You have to understand, he wants what's best for you," she moved her hair back down to hide the scars, adjusting her bun to help give more hair to use, "he just doesn't know where the line is. So please," Lewis looked up and noticed her pleading eyes, this time it didn't look like she was going to cry, "for both of our sake, do what he wants, or it won't end well for you or your friends."