I have created this story on Wattpad and it is now complete so I decided to post it on here. Enjoy

He feels trapped. He's been here for two years. Everything is the same. Wake up, eat, talk, wait and sleep. Well, he doesn't talk. He just shuts them out when they try and ask questions about him. His family still visit's him but he still doesn't talk. Lois would ask him questions, Chris and Peter would just tease the patients, Meg would just be on her phone and Brian...Well, He doesn't see him anymore. God, he doesn't even know if the dog is alive or not. The family doesn't even tell him as well. Even though he's been begging and begging. He remembers the last time he saw him. He was wrapped in the dog's arms. Scared to go to court. He remembers the comforting words the dog was whispering to him before he went in. The last touch he had with the dog before he got taken away.

''Stewie, You got visitors.'' Stewie sat up as he followed the women to the visitor's hall, he growled under his breath as he sees his family sitting around the table.

''Stewie, Sweetie how are you.'' Lois smiled as she set a kiss on his cheek. Stewie sat down and folded his arms. ''We all have been thinking about you,'' Lois says happily as she put her hand. Stewie jerked his hand away and looked away. "What do you think I am! I'm trapped here. The same routine all the time. My best friend doesn't even want to see me. So, I'm far from alright." Stewie spat as he glared towards the family.

Lois frowned as she rubbed her chin. "Peter, I think we need to talk to Julie. I don't think the therapy is working." Stewie rolled his eyes as he looked away. "I don't need therapy. I just want to get off this place!"

"Maybe you should've have thought about that before you killed that man." Stewie huffed as he slowly shrugged his shoulders. His eyes soften as he turned towards Lois. "How's Brian?"

Lois' face softens as well as she sighed. "He's fine Sweeties. I know how much you miss him. I don't know why that dickhead doesn't visit you."

Stewie sighed sadly as he looked down. "Could you try and convince him please?"

Lois groaned, "Stewie, How many times do we have to go through this. He doesn't want to see you. I begged and begged and he still doesn't budge. This has been happening for two years now. Maybe you should just get over him."

Stewie sniffled as he shook his head. "I C-can't."

Lois sighed as she sat up, "Then I don't know what to do. We have to go. I got a turkey in the oven. See you tomorrow sweetie." Lois stood up and left with the rest of the family.

Stewie sniffled as he sat up and quickly walked back to his room. He missed the dog so much. Lois is right though. It's been two years and the dog hasn't visited him. Why doesn't he care? The last words Brian has said to him was "I will always love you" Now the dog hates him. He still remembers that day. The last day when he saw Brian. His best friend.

"Brian, I'm really scared! I really messed up this time! What if I get sentenced to prison." The five-year-old cried as he wrapped his small arms around Brian's chest.

Brian sighed as he lifted up Stewie chin. "I know how scary this is Stewie. I'm scared too. Just tell them the truth. Lying is just going to get you into more trouble. If you are sentenced to prison than plead. Plead them and beg." Stewie sniffled as tears streamed down his cheeks. "I love you, Brian."

Brian kissed on top of his head. "I you love too."

Joe came out from the court and sighed. "Come on Stewie." Stewie turned towards Brian and shook his head. More tears streaming down his face. "I-m Sc-Scared." Brian sighed sadly as he squeezed his hand. He pulled the child into another hug. "I promise you will be fine. I will always love you." Stewie pulled away and smiled. Tears still threatening to spill.

"Come on Stewie," Joe said again as he leaned forward and grabbed Stewie's hand. Stewie gave Brian a pained expression before following Joe.

He remembers seeing the dog pained expression when the judge announced that he will be sentenced to an asylum. But he never visits. He should hate the dog but he can't. The dog means so much to him. Since the dog means too much to him. It means that it's making Stewie depressed to know that the dog hates him. He doesn't eat, lost lots of weight. He doesn't talk anymore, which is making him worse. He will be in here for a while. He won't be free until the doctors think he is well enough.

He does wonder what the dog is doing now. Is he thinking about him? Drinking or maybe writing his novel. Whatever it is, he knows that he will always miss him. Just maybe the dog will walk through the doors. Just maybe one day.