Tyler
23.03.15
12:20 p.m.
"Get up, Tyler. Or I'll shoot you," a man with a husky voice threatens. I was scared. My heart was racing and I didn't know what was happening. Who was this man? Did he work for Dr. Winston or something? Did other patients do this?
I got up quickly right then. The man cuffs my wrists together and then punches my face. "Ow!" I yell.
"Shut up!" He screams into my ear. He punches me again and after that, everything went dark.
1:41 p.m.
I woke up and I was in a room. Everything was dark. I saw nothing. Was I dreaming? Was I dead? Was I in my cell? I was scared. I wanted to just go back into my cell. That's probably the first time I have ever wanted to go back into my cell and stay there for eternity.
"Hello?" I scream. No one. Was I alone? Where are the others?
"Now, you may have been wondering where the others are, Tyler." I look up at the man who was speaking. It was Dr. Winston. I want to shove him off a bridge right now.
"What do you want with me?" I ask.
"I want you to leave this asylum. Forever." What?
"I bet you are confused, Tyler. But, I'm being serious. I want to make a deal with you. Are you in?" I nod. "All you have to do is leave this asylum. I will tell your mom to pick you up because you are feeling better and you have been cured."
"De—"
"But there is a catch. When you leave, you can never come back. You can never visit or see Troye ever again. He is spending eternity in here, you know. And others will see his improvement when you are with him. They will ask me why I'm not letting him go. And they might fire me. Or get mad at me and let him go."
"No. I don't want to go. I'd rather sit in my cell all day."
"Oh yeah, if you don't want to go, there is a catch to that, too."
"What is it, then?"
"You choose what's best for you. Either you can die and Troye will be still abused and tortured by me for the rest of his life, or he can die and you will be abused and tortured by me for the rest of your life."
The door opens. A man was holding a blindfolded man who was tied up. His mouth was covered with cloth. Then, the man who was holding that boy shoves him to the ground. He takes off his blindfold and the cloth over his mouth. It was Troye.
"TROYE!" I scream. I run out of the chair over to Troye. "Are you okay?"
"This patient was caught running around the hallways without his nurse. He ran into your room without permission. I checked and there was no nurse with him at all."
"Troye, we're going to have a talk later," Dr. Winston says with a smirk on his face. Oh.
"Troye, are you okay?" I repeat. He looks up at me and nods.
"Yes, I am fine. Are you okay? Why are you in here?" He asks with anxiety in his eyes.
"Yeah, I'm fine. It's just that..." I look over to Dr. Winston and he was standing close to me and glaring at me.
"Don't say it," he threatens. "Or I will choose your fate."
"Fate?"
"It's... It's nothing, Troye. We were just talking about whether I should eat this type of cereal or another. It's my fate."
"Okay? Um, also, why am I here?"
"Oh, yeah! I just needed to talk to you. Tyler, you can go now." The man who was with Troye took me to my cell in the basement.
I was then thrown into it and I just sat in there waiting for Troye to come back. All I did in there was look up at the ceiling. There were cracks in it and bugs crawling out of it. I sighed.
8:54 p.m.
I fell asleep still waiting for Troye to come back. He didn't, in fact. Did Dr. Winston tell him that same exact thing he told me? Is Troye going to take up that opportunity? Did he even do it? I hope he did. I want him to be free.
I saw him walk into his cell crying. His nurse just tossed him in there, still with his hand cuffs on. She locked the door and walked away. I looked over at Troye and gasped. What did Dr. Winston do to him?
"What did he do?" I say through the glass. Troye looked up, but he didn't respond.
24.03.15
12:44 p.m.
It was the next day and I wanted to see Dr. Winston. So, I did. I asked my new nurse if I could. As usual, she hand cuffed me and kept her eye on me. When we reached his office on the second floor which is 6 floors above us, she took off my hand cuffs and led me into his office. Inside his office were two large men.
"Fancy seeing you here, Tyler. What do you want?" Dr. Winston snaps.
"I made my decision."
"And that is?"
"But I want this to happen. You have to have this happen."
"Okay. Tell me now."
"Let Troye go and let me stay."
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aWWW HE WANTS TO LET TROYE GO BUT WHAT WILL HAPPEn
idk
i made a new phan fic called "hello internet!" !! i like it bc it's dan's blog (if he had one) and i loVE IT
ok so i guess i have to write a science fiction in english bc state testing says to and i have troye and tyler and dan and phil and connor :-)) it's gonna be gr10 bc it's troyler and tronnor and phan :-)) the subject i have to write about is (wait for it) fOOD reScUIng and i made dan and phil the awkward annoying ones
social is in the bio of my profile
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