Alice's P.O.V.:
I went into the cafeteria after a week of being in my room hurting and Dr. Irwin believes that is a good idea to tell me what he told me? I couldn't face him any longer so I went into the break room. When I made it there I had to catch my breath so I stopped for a few seconds. I looked outside the glass doors and to the pool. The sun was hitting the water so beautifully. To be honest, I think that this is the first time since I've being here that I appreciate something beautiful as that. It made the water glitter.
What am I going to do now? After what Dr. Irwin told me I cannot keep living as I have all this time. It's life changing, at least for me. It really isn't a huge thing but...for me, it is. But I'm not gonna fall this time. I'm done with being so naive.
I could feel someone behind me so I turned around and saw him. Michael. I took a step back, he didn't move. I knew I had a terrified look in my face. He sighed looking down. I could notice he had a look that transmitted pain.
"Look...", he said looking up at me. "I'm not going to hurt you. I would never hurt you. Never.", he said looking at me dead in the eyes.
"Don't fall for this, Alice. You're way more smarter than this. He's lying. Don't trust him.", I thought to myself.
I felt tears starting to form in my eyes. "Please don't.", I thought.
"No-Don't cry.", he said with a sympathetic look, trying to hug me. I took another step back, avoiding the contact. I looked down. I heard him sigh in frustration. "He's already tired of you acting psychotic. Acting like the weirdo you are.", I heard a voice in my head say.
"Please don't back away from me.", he said, he's voice cracking. Those words melted me. But I couldn't do this. This is not good. I have to keep myself safe. "Safe.", I thought. I turned around to look, once again, to the glass doors that led to the pool. "Don't do it, Alice.", "Do it. You're ready.", "It's for the best.", "No more suffering.". The voices in my head started to have a small fight in my brain. I brought my hands up to my ears and shut my eyes closed. I started taking more and more steps backwards until I hit the glass doors.
I wouldn't do it. At least, that's what I thought.
Michael's P.O.V.:
I could see her fighting against herself and it hurt as hell. I made my way towards her slowly, scared of what might happen next. A group of people already formed around us and Ashton and Mali-Koa were keeping anyone from reaching us. Patients, nurses or even doctors. I knew Ashton understood that I had to do this. By myself.
Alice started to cry hard and scream. My eyes started to water. Watching her in pain, made me hurt. She was on the floor, her knees up to her chest, her hands covering her ears and her eyes shut. I started to get closer and closer to her, hoping I could hold her in my arms until she calmed down.
I'm not gonna lie. I was afraid. So scared. But I had to do this. Not for her. At least, not anymore. I think I can definitely say I'm over her. Now it's all about Alice. I have to try and save her.
Just when I knelt down to embrace her, she stoop up. Her eyes bloodshot red. She grabbed a table lamp and started to throw it at the glass doors that led to the pool. One door cracked as the lamp started to break, piece by piece. Security guards rushed towards me and started to hold me back as I fought them so I could reach Alice and calm her. I could see how the guards also held Alice as she tried to free herself from their grip. Her hands were red from the blood caused by cuts from the shattered glass. I succeeded in releasing myself from the grip of the two guards that were holding me and run towards Alice.
"Let go of her!", I screamed at the guards that were holding her. I turned to see Ashton. "Ash! Do something!", I pleed with tears already falling freely from my eyes.
"I'm sorry, Mike", he said with a sad look.
"Please! Let go of her!", I screamed at one of the guards. He looked at me and then to his partners: "Release her.", he said sternly. They lose their grips on her as she fell to the floor looking for something. When she finally grabbed it, I panicked.
"Alice! Don't!", I grabbed the piece of shattered glass off of her hands and threw it far way from her.
"Please!", she cried, her voice delicate. She started to look for another piece when I finally held her by the shoulders. She looked up to me and I looked down at her. I let myself fell off my knees and be infront of her. We were both sobbing, with our faces full of tears. Then, I just hugged her and she started to cry even harder. I tried to control myself as much as I could but a few tears still slipped out of my eyes.
