Insanity

Aria Montgomery and Alex Drake.

Alex Drake, a troubled twenty five year old psychopath from London who gets transferred to Radley for further help.

Aria Montgomery, a twenty six year old nurse who works at Radley and comes across Alex in a task she is set.

*CONTAINS STRONG LANGUEGE, SEXUAL REFERENCES AND DISTURBED SCENES; READ AT YOUR OWN RISK*

Chapter One

Aria Montgomery:

Every morning, at 6:00am, I have to get up. No days off or anything. Just constant work, from 8:00am – 8:00pm, 12 hours.

It was Monday morning. Every Monday, new patients are brought into Radley - who suffer from some form of mental/physical illness.

Mental health nursing is hard work – but it pays off in the end, seeing your patient get better and better, soon they are a completely different person. A good one.

But there are the ones, who don't believe in themselves, they live or lived a very stressed and paranoid life. We – the nurses – tend to help them but they don't listen and just snap at us. I've never been hit or verbally abused by a patient, but I know nurses who have.

Some people in there are seriously psychotic, and most of the times there isn't a lot we can do to help them, because they never let us.

I got out of my warm double bed, and practically dragged my way to my wardrobe, picking out my uniform that I should have laid out the night before as I usually do, which is a light blue colour scrubs. In the institution the uniforms for different colours, depending on the department you work in. So like me; the light blue scrubs are for helping and taking care of the mentally and/or physically ill people.

The green ones are simply the ones to clean the rooms, the darker green ones were the helpers of the green scrubs, the cleaners, so they'd get their equipment for them.

The purple ones were a whole new level, you'd have to have super big balls to work in that department - that was the one I most feared. The psychotic people. The ones who would try and kill themselves in their cell, the ones who wore a straight jacket, the ones who'd hit or back mouth the nurses. The nasty and terrifying people you'd come across.

I know I'm being negative towards them and that I should feel sorry for them because they don't actually mean it, they can't help themselves. But seriously, you'd be scared too.

I took my uniform out of my wardrobe and got a matching set of underwear from the drawer, and silently walked to the bathroom, trying my hardest not to wake my roommate, Hanna. Even though she is dead sloppy and is the heaviest sleeper in the world. She could sleep through a damn earthquake.

The bathroom was always freezing in the morning, it was horrible. The cold tiled bathroom floor on my poor little feet? no thank you. I stripped off my pyjamas and stepped into the shower, sliding the glass door closed after me. My small hand reached up for the hot water button and pressed it, making the water shoot from the shower head. I picked up my coconut scented shampoo and squeezed the bottle. I rubbed my hands together and then my hair, massaging my scalp.

After making sure my hair was shampoo free, I washed my body with peppermint body scrub.

I turned off the shower and opened the glass door slightly, enough so my arm could fit through and grab a white fluffy towel from the rack next to the shower and wrapping it around myself.

I stepped out of the shower and made my way over to the bathroom mirror. I put on my light foundation only under my eyes and my slightly broken out skin. I don't wear a lot of makeup, well you aren't supposed to wear it at my work, only a little bit, not like full on clown looking face with bright red lipstick. I put on eyeliner on my top waterline only, and applied a bit of mascara.

I dropped the towel wrapped around my body and stepped into my underwear, pulling them up my legs. I put my bra on back-to-front so I could clip it together easily before twisting it around and putting my arms through the straps.

After drying my hair and changing into my uniform, my stomach growled in hungriness, so I walked out of the bathroom and over to the kitchen and grabbed a banana, peeling the skin off and eating it.

I got a bottle of water after eating my banana, rushing over back to the bathroom to brush my teeth.

I went to Hanna's room and knocked on the door before walking in, she was checking her phone with scrunched up eyes from the brightness of the screen.

"Han, I'm off to work okay? See you later."

"kay, see you." She replies.

I laughed at her attempt to keep her eyes open, "Han you have three and a half hours until you need to get ready, go back to sleep." I said, yawning afterwards.

"Oh yeah, okay."

I walked up to the dull grey intimidating building that I call my work. Walking up to the moving the black door, pulling it open and I went straight up to the front desk to check in.

"Good morning , Miss Montgomery." Alison, the receptionist softly spoke.

"Good morning, Ali." I smiled.

After signing the check in sheet, I smiled quickly at Ali who returned it, and made my way over to the elevator. The elevator was just white cushioned walls, with a protective glass box over the buttons that only nurses and workers had the key to unlock to get to the buttons.

When the elevator stopped at my floor, I walked over to the locker room for the workers, where you obviously had your own locker, to put your spare clothes in if you want to change into your normal clothes after your shift. You also have your keys, badge, pills for the patients in case they started having a panic attack, I hated these pills, they made patients fall asleep for three hours, they'd wake up with no memory of it happening at all.

Alex Drake:

one day ago

"Alex honey, this is for the best okay? Moving institutions-"

"Loony Bin" I interrupted her with a correction, my correction. Everyone hated when I called it that.

My nurse, Veronica, sighed deeply "It's not a bad thing, it doesn't mean we don't want you here, it's just... the workers here aren't able to help you, so the new workers you'll get will, they are more capable, okay? Please don't take it to heart." Veronica said.

I don't see why they can't just leave me alone. Veronica was my nurse – her goal was 'to be my friend' which was kinda true, I did talk to her about stuff, but I wanted her to talk back. She just listened and done fuck all about it.

I was escorted out of my cell - wearing my oh-so famous straight jacket, the most uncomfortable thing you could ever imagine wearing. I don't even know why I need to wear it, I don't hit anyone or harm anyone, I don't think? – with two huge built men at each side of me, grabbing onto my arm.

"Crikey, can you loosen up? It's Gucci." I snapped, jokingly referring to my straight jacket.

People here hated me. Apart from Veronica – even though she was too clingy, I destroyed everything. That's probably why I'm wearing this bloody jacket.

Suddenly we were outside, the brightness of the sun, which I haven't seen in months, blinding the crap out of me, it's not like I could shade my eyes with my hand, because of this stupid damn jacket.

'calm down Alex, shh..' the voices say, I try to listen, but it's too hard.

Rosewood, Alex Drake is coming.

Aria Montgomery;

Present time

"Aria, can you come here for a moment please?" Dr. Lamb asked me, looking down at me with his reading glasses perched on the tip of his nose.

"Yes, sir."

Dr. Lamb wore dark blue scrubs with a white lab coat. His shoes had little blue plastic wrap on them, to stop him from spreading germs through the institution. He was also one of the many managers of Radley.

"As you know, every Monday we get and give patients. Today at 3 o'clock, we are getting a new patient, I believe her name is..." he started, but stopped to look through the papers on his clipboard "Ah ha! Her name is Alex Drake" he said, I nodded "-she belongs in the psychotic ward." I gulped as he said 'psychotic' "-and I'd like you to take her from reception up to her room, which is on the 4th level of the ward, room 4A. I know this isn't your place to do it, but I trust and rely on you. You're caring and helpful, she'll need that." He smiled. "Could you do that for me?"

Could I?

"Umm...I-I can do that,"

Crap

"OK, thank you very much, Miss Montgomery. I appreciate your help."

I simply nodded and turned to walk away, but his voice rang my ears again. "Oh, and Aria?" I turned around and faced his concerned expression.

"Be careful, she can be very unpredictable."

AN: Thought this was a fun idea I love the whole concept of Alex & Aria and theres only a handful of fics about those two so I thought why not make one myself. Tell me what you guys think, should I continue?

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