Because I love you

By: Icedragonslayeremi791

Chapter 1: I should have looked away.

A/N: this is the third damn time I have re written this story! Each time I start it I get about eight chapters in before it sucks, its like the thorn in my side! Now than lets fly my fairies!

~~~~~Lisanna's Pov~~~~~~

Over the course of a year life had changed quickly I looked up at the certificate hanging on the wall in my room that said I had completed 3 semesters of College at Magnolia Community college. I still had two more years to go though. I was so close to my goal I could taste it. I was the first in my family to go to college, which is big considering were I come from. I'm a hood girl born and raised on the Southside of Magnolia. Its what most people call the hood. Its normal if you hear drunks fighting in the streets, see a homeless man or woman asleep in your yard or watch the local drug addict get chased down by the cops. It was not a place for most people to live some of my rich bitch friends in high school cringed when they stayed the night, they were not my friends after that either. But I didn't really care anyways, I was only friends with them because I got lucky enough to cheer for about two years before I quit, didn't like trying to be something I wasn't, but growing up South side me tough….Strong. Mavis knows I would need it when I started my summer internship, even if I didn't know it at this point. This summer would change me and my life that was fo sure. My name is Lisanna Jean Strauss and this is the story of how I fell in love with a mad man.

~~~~~~~ Story start~~~~~~~~

My alarm on my phone blared out the space invaders song and I roll out of bed grabbing my phone and Bluetooth going to be the bathroom to shower, I start the water and tune my phone to Sweet but Psyhco by AvaMax, I didn't know it at the time but this song would be used to describe the love of my life and myself when it came to him. Depending on who you asked. While I showered I sang to the shampoo I guess? My sister Mira Jane always says I have a amazing voice and to sing more but I don't believe her. I don't sing much preferring to play my bass more.

I finish washing my self and wrap a towel around my body going to my room to get some clothes. My room had always been my sanctuary when I was stressed and wanted to escape in the sound of my music or guitar. It was small but I didn't care, to my left was my bed with my purple bedding I have had since I was a kid, across from that was the same white dresser that my mom had painted before she would take off chasing some band. It was fading now but it still said Lissy across the top drawer. There was a few CDs and a old RCA boombox on it, last picture of my dad and one of Mira and I. on the walls were posters of bands from everything to Pink to Blood on the dance floor. I paw threw my dresser finding some destroyed jeans and my blood on the dance floor tee, grab me some socks and head downstairs, Upon getting downstairs I see Mira had just finished eggs, I grab me a plate and some coffee.

Mira was amazing she had been taking care of Me and my older brother Elfman since she was 14 when my dad died. She had dropped out of high school before that to take care of us because dad couldn't. most thought it was because like all south side girls Mira got pregnant but that was not the case. She did fuck around had a new flavor each week this week was Macco but it would change. That's how it was though Mira didn't like them hanging around to long because they would grow attached and she hated it when that happened. I have watched her kick a man's ass when Max Aros got to clingy and tried to keep her. It was not pretty. I finish my breakfast and wait for Elfman so we could go.

Elfman was security at Fairy Hills Sanitarium which is were my internship was. He nods and grabs his keys, we than head out, I jam my earbuds in my ears and tune my phone to girl on fire by Alica keys. Elfman and I had to take the L there. I hate the L but it was how we got around with out a car. We rode it till we got to the outskirts of Magnolia next closest city was Clover and it was forty minutes to a hour away. We had to walk the rest of the way. When we walk up to the gates I see the expansive property that was Fairy was a massive white building with well kept gardens and a fountain, there were some inmates enjoying the sun and it seemed nice, but I would soon find how wrong I was. For the rest of the people who came in to Fairy hills it was fine, Like Gray back in highschool did about six weeks in the suicide ward,he fine a asshole but fine. But for the criminally insane it was a nightmare.

Elfman leads me in to meet Evergreen who would take me to Freed. I roll my eyes at her. Evergreen was the epitome of Boogie. Bitch came from the same damn area I did and acted like she was better than everyone because she got a out of the hood. If I didn't need this job or to insure my brother's wrath I would stomp a mud hole in her knock her boogie ass down a few pegs. Not to mention that but her and my brother broke up more times than I changed my damn drawers. Although right now I was loving the nun get up she was wearing, it was the woman's uniform here because the catholic church owned the hospital. They believed that threw prayer all affectations of the mind could be cured, there motto being prayer, prescriptions and penitence. Haha! Just kidding I had no clue what their motto was. Evergreen smiles at me and leads threw the halls threw the suicide ward and the ward were they kept the people seeking a evaluations to a spiral stair case to a large steel door were she had to unlock it to get in as well as scan her finger, the plaque above the door read Criminally insane. I gulp as she leads me in there were all kinds of people here one woman was standing in the corner talking to a doll cradling as if it were her baby, one who was fucking a bear …...but it was the dark green eyes that looked at me from behind a shade of blue black hair, they burned me from with inside as he read every ounce of my soul. I saw him... I knew him in passing from school , he protected me from being knocked over from being so short. Im only 4'11... he looked the same, burn from a carnival ride back fireing in his face, but he was not the guy I remembered anymore...he had changed behind his dark green eyes was a pain. Something told me he shouldn't be here and it was killing him... he was loosing a sense of who he was... I now knew what happened to Bickslow in the summer before I turned 15, he was locked up when he was 17..., I should have looked away.