Everything in her head whas messed up. The hate, the love, the jealousy. The images flew by, the feel of the blood against the skin of her hands, the scissors stabbing through the flesh, the beating heart between her hands. And the screems, those screems that pierced through her brain and woke her up at night, her hands tied to the bed and the white walls sorraunding her.
The pills just did it worse, it drownded her thoughts in a white, thick fog and she couldn't get it away. Every time she refused to take her medicine, they would just tie her to the chair and inject it in her veins. And that was just like injecting lava into her arm, it made the fog even thicker and the images came back with more strengh and pain. So much pain.
She stared at her arm, red angry marks of cut still fresh on her skin. She could feel the people behind the window staring at her, while she just looked at the screen infront of her, with a blank expression. She smiled internally. It wasn't so hard to fool a bunch of guys that thought that the madness didn't let her act. She didn't get into Hollywood Arts by accident.
Another image shot through her head. Tori, the giddy and beautiful girl that kept her sane during the last of her high school years. Those incredible brown orbs staring at her.
She saw a woman lean enfront of her and she frowned. Those weren't Tori's eyes. The woman in front of her gave her a little cup and she remembered where she was. She put the pills into her mouth, drinking the water and watching the woman walk away.
She waited till she was alone again to stand up and go into de bathroom, washing her face and spitting out the pills that were hidden under her tongue, seing them dissapear like they always did.
When she walked out, she saw her standing in the center of the room.
Her eyes stared at her for about five minutes before the little fog of her brain started to dissapear.
"Tori…" She mumbled, and she took a step forward, her hands going through the figure in front of her, turning it into smoke.
And she broke down again, falling forward and onto the floor, tears running down her cheeks, nails digging into her palms, screams of pain shooting through her and into the dark room.
"I'm sorry, Cat." A voice said in the next room. "They put her in here for murdering a guy."
"That guy killed one of our friends!" The readhead shouted, staring at the figure of Jade cruled up in a ball on the floor, through the window she couldn't hear her, but the pain that her friends features showed while she screamed Tori's name were proof enough. She felt Sam's hands on her shoulders and relaxed a little.
"She's insane, Cat." The monitore controller said. "Sometimes, she sits there for days, mumbling things to herself." The man picked up a little doll from the table next to him. "Whe had to take this doll away from her because she thought it was that girl you're talkign about. She's even tried to take her own life."
Cat sighted, little tears rolling down her cheeks.
"Jade's gone, Cat." The man said. "And she won't be back. I'm sorry."
Heeeey! Just a little one-shot. It was inspired by Sia's new song. "Chandelier." You should go check it out.
Well, hope you guys liked it. By the way, I'm working on a little long-fic, but I can't promise nothing.
-Muco.