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Heal Me.
Chapter 2
Mikey's Pov. 

I couldn't help but scratch at the wall of my room by my bed, this padded room sh/t won't do any good in keeping me away from people. An of course away from all other objects.
They expect me to get better, yet they keep me locked up like I'm the most dangerous animal in the world. Bars on the door, bars on the windows the room would look lovely in the colour of my blood.
I was up at the usual time, the time I wake up to every morning since I've been in this h/ll hole. I can't sleep knowing what happened, my mother's voice ringing in my ears.
She really hated me...why didn't she want me? I-I'm her son and she left me with the most abusive person, you'd ever imagine. I shivered as I heard the door to my room open, "Mikey we are assigning you to a new room".

. They were doing what now? So these b/tches actually trust me? A sly grin made its way on my face, but I had to hide it as I neared the door. The guards did what they always did and grabbed my wrists so I wouldn't run off.
I was face to face with the dry erase board on room 24, on the board the name Colin was already on it. They trust me with another person? The door was opened and I was pushed inside, "Lunch will be soon so don't get comfortable yet".
If I could, I'd tell their a/sses that this isn't a mental hospital, it's a da/mn jail! I kicked at the door, the door rattling and the sound of a bed creaking filled my ears. I turned sharply towards my new roommate, "Hey, you must be Mikey, I'm Colin".
His friendlyness made me all the more disgusted with this place, I ignored his outstretched hand and walked over to lay on my new bed. The other one was better, it was padded just like the room.
I hate these people for moving me, I sat up in bed in one swift movement and hit the wall. If your wondering, I only made a dent in it, but my hand was bleeding hard. 
I looked over at my roommate to see that his eyes were wide, a smirk played up on my face. The guy looks alright, what the h/ll could he be in here for? "Hey, you mind finding me something to carve the wall with?"
He blinked his eyes like I was speaking some foreign language, but then he pulled out a small pocket knife out from under his pillow. He threw it at me and I caught it, I was clearly amazed but if the guy has a pocket knife he can't be in here for any good.  
I let the knife go and smiled at the blade as it shined in the generic lights they keep in our rooms. I missed my old friends, I quickly carved a 1 in the one signally my first day in this h/ll of a room. 
Atleast my other one wasn't as bad. I heard noise coming from outside the room and Colin got up and opened the door, I quickly flipped the knife shut and stuffed it under my pillow.  I walked to the door with Colin, seeing a girl being escorted in she was a small petite girl with black hair. I couldn't see her face because her hair had fallen across her face. 
It was clear that she was shivering but it wasn't cold, "Let me go! I don't want to be here, mom why did you put me in here!?" Well I can already tell what her problem was, but the girl must have been nuts.
She grabbed onto my shirt, trying to keep the guard from guiding her to her room.  "Hey! Let me go!" She immediately stiffened, her hands having a more rough grip on my shirt.  "Don't take me away! I can't stay here! I want to go home!" The girl was practically screaming it at me, the guard finally pulled her off me. She scrambled away from him, like she was... afraid of his touch. 
I'm guessing things around here are going to start getting fun?
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Main Characters: Mikey Conway & Misty O'Connor
Other: Marie Parker & Colin Wolf
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