American Horror Story Imagines

Changed(Kit)

I was a doctor. My plans of becoming very successful in life turned when I was offered a job as a therapist at Briarcliff Asylum. Desperate as a young adult I took it expecting something well out of it.

Well that was a month ago. I had met various people throughout my three months here and realized it was one of the most awful places to be in life. But I needed the money. And no one else would take me.

I heard a knock on my door and saw a familiar face appear. "Hello Sister Jude."

"Dr. Y/l/n, I have a new patient for you." She smiled a vicious smile and pushed a rather attractive young man into my office. I dropped my pencil and walked over to him.

"We'll be right back out after he answers some questions first." I tell Jude closing the door in front of her.

The tall man had taken a seat already and I did too as I searched through his many files. "Mr. Walker-"

"Kit, just call me Kit please."

"Alright Kit, I am Y/n Y/l/n, licensed psychiatrist and therapist and I am here to help you-"

"I don't need help." He was staring at the floor when I shot my eyes up to him. "I'm not crazy like all of them." I pursed my lips together listening to him speak. "I didn't commit the crime, I just- Alma and- and-" he started to tear up as he hunched over slamming his head on the desk.

"Kit?"

"Yeah sorry." He wiped his face with his cuffed hands and looked back up at me.

"I'm gonna help you get out of here." His eyes widened and a small, half-hearted smile spread across his lips.

"Thank you Y/n."

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Months had past, for that matter maybe even a year and here you were. Everything had taken a change. This was the day I was to be a patient myself.

"Help me." I whispered, not quite knowing who it was to but knowing someone would hear me.

I was roughly thrown to the ground as I heard the doors slam behind me. Someone had rushed to my side helping me sand up. "Y/n?"

A smile spread on my lips as my eyes met the ones of my favorite patient- my only friend. Kit Walker. He frowned at me.

"Not you- you can't be- no." He began to grow angry as he paced around.

Lana, another patient at the hospital formally a journalist reporter approached him. "Kit?" She cooed to him.

He was snapped out of thought when he saw her. "Lana, don't you know what this means?-"

"We're gonna be in here for a while aren't we?" I questioned more of a rectorial one as I stared at the two of them.

"Shit." Kit punched the wall besides us attracting attention from a couple patients.

"This can't happen- none of us are crazy- this is a felon!" Lana began to rant about the asylum and all three of us stopped when Jude approached us.

"What a shame Y/n- I thought you would've been sane." She snarled at me. It was all her. This was all her causing. She's the devil.

Not thinking twice I threw a punch at her knocking her to the floor.

"Y/n no- you can't-" Kit started to shake in his place. "There gonna hurt you." He had never looked so broken. So hurt by my actions. "I need you."

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"Y/n?" The voice of my best friend played through my ears.

"Kit they- they were- I-" I started to sob not caring who was watching me. I was back in the common room after my awful torture session.

"I'm so sorry Y/n I didn't want this to happen." Kit spoke soothingly. "I can't have you doing that again. I care for you too much." He held me against his chest as I shed the last tears from my eyes.

"Please never let go of me."

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