▪︎ AHS Imagines ▪︎

♡Kit~Not Crazy♡

Imagine- You sit in your cell and suddenly Kit is thrown in, pretty much going insane.
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Multiple POVs-
Tense: Present

Your POV-

I listen to the sound of water droplets hitting the ground. Who knows where the hell it's coming from.

Drip drip drip.

I tap my foot to the beat of the droplets. My throat is dry and my stomach is growling. I haven't eaten or had anything to drink in hours. I lick my lips because my lips are dry. I know licking your lips doesn't help, but what else can I do?

I lie down on the tiny bed in my cell, curling up in a ball.

"Why the hell is my life like this? I didn't do anything..." I mutter under my breath. I hold myself tightly, a tear comes out of my eye.

After a few more moments of hearing the water droplets, I hear a loud yell.

"NO! GET ME OUT OF THIS THING! PLEASE!" I hear. The man continues to yell, but I can still hear Sister Jude's heels following behind. I fling up from the bed and look outside of my cell. The man begs for forgiveness. "YOU CAN'T KEEP ME IN HEAR! HE'S TWISTING MY WORDS!"

My hands shake as the voice gets closer me.

Kit's POV-

I try to make my way out of not only the guards hands, but also the straight jacket.

"PLEASE! SISTER JUDE!" I shout. Sister Jude unlocks the cell and opens the door. The door creaks loudly.

These cells are different from the others. The other cells have doors, and they are like little rooms... These ones are like prison cells.

"Throw him in." She says sternly. The guards grip my arms tighter and then quickly let go, throwing me into the cell. Tears roll down my cheek as Sister Jude shuts and locks the door.

"Sister Jude." A little voice whispers. Jude quickly turns around, looking the other direction. Jude's dress covers my view from the other prisoner.

"What do you want?" Sister Jude scowls.

"I haven't eaten all day... I was wondering when I would get food, if that's not to much to ask." The girl mumbles. Sister Judes spits at the girl.

"You get nothing for what you did." Sister Jude says and marches off.

I finally get a view of the girl. She's gorgeous, absolutely breathtaking.

"Hey are you okay? I've never seen you." She mumbles.

"No. I need to get out if here! NOW!" I shout. She looks at me concerned.

"I don't really think there's a way to get out..." She mumbles and puts her hands on the metal bars. "Why do you need out so bad?"

"Because I didn't do anything! I mean... I dont think." I say.

"You don't think? You don't know." She pulls herself closer to the bars.

"I want to believe I didn't kill anyone, but they're making me start to believe I did... but why would I do that?" I say, leaning up against the bars.

"Why the straight jacket?" She asks.

"I got up at started yelling at Dr. Thredson... He's trying to tell me I killed my wife!" I tell her.

"But you're starting to believe you did... so why'd you yell at him?" She asks.

"God, you ask a lot of questions... HE'S MAKING ME THINK I KILLED HER! I DIDN'T!" I exclaim.

Your POV-

I watch as the man struggles to get out of the straight jacket.

"You won't be able to get out of it." I mumble.

"So are you the only other person in this hall?" He asks.

"Yeah. They barely come check on me." I tell him rolling my eyes. Our words echo through the hall. "I'm sorry your here."

"I just wanna know what happened to my wife... I mean for God's sake, I think aliens took her... no wonder I was thrown into the loony bin." He mumbles to me, tears roll down his cheek.

"Hey, hey, hey," I say. "I know that story sounds crazy, but you obviously loved your wife, so why would you have killed her... I believe you didn't." A smile appears onto his face.

"You really believe me?" He exclaims.

"I do..." I tell him.