Chapter 29: The Voice Inside My Head
It's been a week since the incident with Nathan and I decided that I want some answers.
So we were at the mental institution where Nathan was admitted in and by we I mean Dylan, Trey, Hunter and I.
As I walked inside I noticed how horrible this place trully was I mean American Horror Story had nothing over this place.
"This place gives me the creeps" Dylan whispered to me as we walked past a man who's eyes were way too wide to be considered normal. I don't think I even saw him blink once.
I immediately lowered my gaze when he gave me a big toothy smile and started jumping about almost slapping the nurse holding on to him in the face.
"Me too" I whispered back to Dylan
Dylan and I walked up to the receptionist whith Hunter and Trey trailing behind us.
"We're her to see a Nathan Graham " I smiled at the lady behind the desk
"Sure" She paused "Let me just check" She spoke eerily. Damn this lady looked awful, like she'd seen way too many things in her lifetime.
I wonder what actually goes on here. I looked around the place noticing a little boy, he looked no older than 10, with black curly hair and green eyes, sitting in the corner staring in our direction. I smiled and waved at him and he did the same I guess he thought of that as an invitation so he started walking in our direction. Hunter noticed this and came to stand beside me.
"Hey there little guy" I kneeled down to his height.
He didn't speak just smiled wider revealing his two missing front teeth. He was so adorable.
"I'm Anastasia but you can call me Tas, what's your name?" I asked him gently
Instead of telling me he wrote it down on the piece of paper he had in his hands.
"Dylan?" I read out.
"Yes?" Dylan, my brother, called out at the same time as Dylan nodded.
"My brother's called Dylan, that's him other there with the goofy face." As soon as I said that he beemed with excitement.
"Tas?" I heard Dylan call out.
"Yeah?" I responded.
"We have the cell number".
Cell number? What is this, a prison?
"Alright" I Told Dylan.
"I have to go but It was really nice meeting you" I smiled at Dylan, the little boy.
His smile dropped for a second but he regained it.
His eyes went wide like he remembered something. He ran back to where he was sitting before and brought back a piece of paper and gave it to me.
"This is for me?" I asked him.
He nodded.
I looked at it and saw a pretty good drawing of a girl with wings sitting in a corner with her head in her knees.
"Who is this?" I questioned.
He pointed at me.
Just as I was about to question what it meant he lifted a finger and dragged it down his left cheek.
Just as I was about to question him again Dylan, my brother, laid his hand on my shoulder. I turned up to look up at him as he spoke.
"Tas we need to go visiting hours are almost over.".
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Always and Forever
Romance"He set fire to the world around him but never let a flame touch her." * "So, did you miss me?" I joked, lightly punching his arm but his expression remained dead straight. "You know what's funny?" He asked coming closer and closer. He rests his fo...
