Insanity

Chapter 1: The upstairs

  "They said I was crazy, they told me I didn't belong in this world, they told me I was different. They're disappointed in me, for what reason? For something I didn't do, and like it was my fault.....It wasn't. It's theirs, not mine so why am I the one stuck in this fuckin asylum?"  I said when I opened my eyes and sat up and looked at Dr.Dines . "Who are "they" Lily?" he asked "Who are "they"? "They" is the whole fuckin economy!" I said without hesitation"That's who 'THEY" are and i'm stuck here in this shit ass place for god knows what!"
"Lily keep it down." He replied " You know why you're here." "Yeah I do,  now can I go?" I asked while I rolled my eyes "Yes you can go now, I guess?" He said "Great bye!" I replied and walked to my room. 
  Everyday is the same I have to see the doctor, then I go to my room and never come out, and sit in there with my crazy ass room mate who sees shit that no one else can who always looks at me. Then he tells me "Don't ignore us we know who you want ." Like I know what the hell that even means. All I know is that I want to get out of this place and honestly I've had it up to here.
    People tell me it's "GREAT" here so why would you leave?" Why not? Is it because we get to eat free meals, have our own beds, were safe here, and there is so many fucking GAMES we can play. Yeah they don't understand shit of what's going on right now so why in the fuck should they get into my business?  
     When I finally made it to my room I peeked inside to see if my insane ass roommate, name Isaac was in there, and thank god he wasn't, I could finally get some rest.
  I go and set on my bed, that's hard as bricks, and I pull out a picture of my sister in the drawer next to me. She's the reason I need to leave here. She's the reason, My little sister who's three, her name is Elizabeth.
    I felt a tear hit my and I entered my mind thinking about what happen, thinking about what happened right before we split up.
   To be honest I don't know what  pissses me off more, that my adopted parent sent me to the asylum when my sister somewhere else or , that they might be right and she's dead.
I just set there for a moment having a flashback of when me and my sister were still together. It always hurts thinking about her knowing that she could be hurt knowing my sister is all alone and I can't find her and that I can't do shit to help her.
  I started thinking a lot more my head started to beat like a hammer putting a nail in the wall. Until then all of the sudden a loud crash pulled be back in reality and  my picture was on the other side of the room. I ran over to it to try to pick up the pieces that had broke, but it was too late my picture was torn from the glass. I could hear the doctor running into the room but I was to busy trying to put the torn pieces back together.
  "What happen here?" he asked. "NOTHING GO AWAY!" I said with frustration in my  voice squeezing the glass in my hand .
He walk towards me and touched my shoulder "What happen Lily?" he asked with a soft voice .
"Nothing you need to worry about it, it's my fuckin problem." I replied and pulled away, he got on one knee and help me pick it up.
"This your sister?"
"Yes it is, now can I have it back?"
"Lilly it going to be okay let me fix it for you."
"I know, and it can't do you think I'm stupid, if it could be fixed , it would've been by now."
"Lilly calm down please."
"No, Let the fuck go of me shit I don't need you here."
"Look at your hands their bleeding."
"I could give to shit why, let me throw away my picture."
"Lilly it won't do any good."
"No, it won't it all that I have left but now it's trash throw the damn thing away!"
"Lilly, I'm going to go get some bandages and the broom, are you sure you want me to throw it away. I'll see if I can fix it, if you want?"
"No it just belongs in the fucking trash throw it away."
"Alright then." He said as he threw my picture in the trash and walk out to go get some bandages. 
  I couldn't even believe I did that the only thing I had left was torn and thrown away it's all gone, and I can't undo it. There was no point in it, my picture, my sister, my best friend who was like a brother.
Shit it's been awhile since we last saw each other. Me and my brother, damn what it been  10, 11, (got out when I was 12, Cassidy was born, then got in here at the age of)...... 15, 16. What's it been 6 years give or take.
I know what you' re think how is  Cassidy three. Well she turns four in June I'll leave it at that okay.
  I gave up on trying to pick up the glass because it seemed like the Doc wasn't coming back anytime soon, so I leaned my head on the wall and put my hands on my knee, then I looked down on the floor, and watch the blood was drip from my hand. I turned my hand around to look at my palm. It was bleeding and I could still see shards of glass shoved into my hand .
   I heard the doctor come in "Here let me see you hand." He said as grabbed it and pulled the glass out.
"FUCK!"
"Language please, I know it hurts, but you don't have to say that."
"Like you never cruised before."
"I haven't actually."
"Thats a lie, I know you have because when I was walking passed the office, I heard what you said."
"What were you doing up late at night passing my office ? and I didn't even say anything wrong all I said was damn and that's not a bad word."
"I was just walking by and you said damn was a bad word so make up your mind. Is it or is it not a bad word."
"No, anyways I'm going to go throw this away and next time you need to be careful." he said while sweeping
    I really didn't care anymore I just wanted to get some rest and there is no way in hell I can fix that mistake. I climbed in my bed and tried to get  sleep, but something kept keeping me awake. I sat up and looked around. Isaac was looking at me with is eye's wide open and his nappy hair. I couldn't tell what the hell was wrong with him. Even though I've gone through his file multiple times, well you could say.
   "What the hell do you want ?"
"Someone told me to give this to you."
"Who's it from?"
That point gave up and layed back down I didn't give a fuck about what he had to say.
"Someone name Kat."
"GIVE ME THAT!"
"Oh yeah and by the way he can see you, he has eyes everywhere you know. " he said right before he left.
  Who the hell was "him" suppose to be and looked at him confusedly as he walk away, He's a whole lot of crazy, and then they say i have problems they should test him not me.
  Anyways when he was out of our room I opened the note, Kat's was my best friend from upstairs who's not aloud to come out any more for lord knows why, anyway she was the only girl who is sixteen ,my age, that lives in here.
  When I opened it I was so excited I haven't talk to he in months after she's been locked upstairs, it read:  
  Lily I  know it's been awhile since we last spoken but, ever since I've been put up here they've been talking about a newcomer and they've been talking about you sister Cassidy. The doctors say that you're just going insane, but the nurse Mr. Dawkens thinks otherwise.. He's kind of crazy you could say.
I really can't make out what they're all saying. I'm trying at least. Oh yeah I found out where they keep the maps to this hell hole and i'll be out in a couple of weeks to grab one, if not there up here on the third floor in the camera room.
Love Kat