*DISCLAIMER* I don't own Teen Wolf.
Beacon Hills Mental Institute For Young Adults - How did we all end up here? Derek, the guy with PTSD. Stiles the kid with parasomnia, Lydia has a Narcissistic personality disorder, Scott is dealing with terrible anxiety. Isaac has depressive disorder, and Allison keeps going into Fugue States.
My dad visits me everyday, but today Belmont was closed to visitors. Three new kids were getting transferred in from another program a few cities over because it was closing down.
I was told one of them would be my roommate because their running out of room for the patients.
Great.
Let me tell you something about this place.
You never get out.
You never get better.
Sure they talk about helping you beat your illness and living your life outside of here, but that is bull. Most of the people who leave usually end up here again. The point being 'You Never Get Better.'
I believe that mental illnesses aren't a sickness, but a part of you. Some people develop it from certain events, and it becomes a part of you that you can't get rid of, you can only hide it.
And some people do hide it. I was never good at hiding anything. I try not to sleep because I have terrible nightmares, and I sleepwalk. They call me a Parasomniac, someone who sleepwalks and has nightmares. I have Hallucinations too, so they say. To be honest I don't really know what is real and what is not, but what I know about myself is that I have one parent, my dad.
My mom died when I was really young, ever since then I've never been the same and that's when I started showing signs of parasomnia, I wasn't eating and when I would sleep I would get really confused when I would wake up somewhere that wasn't my bed.
It got really bad and after a while my dad decided I needed 'professional help' and that is how I became a patient here.
I was sitting in the rec room staring out one of the many barred windows when the security guards brought in the new kids.
There were three of them, two guys, one girl. One of the guys was tall with dark hair and emerald eyes.
The other was a little shorter with hair the color of coffee and brown eyes, and the girl had long orange hair pulled into a pony tail, pale skin, and green eyes.
They were each holding a new set of clothes and toothbrush. They all had the same outfit on: A white t-shirt and blue cotton pants. The same thing we all wear. One of the guards brought the shorter kid with brown eyes to me and said,
"Stiles, this is Scott, your new roommate." and then walked away. Me and Scott exchanged an awkward glance. I decided to try to be friends with him, because everyone needs a friend.
I smiled at him and said,
"Hey, I'm Stiles." and held out my hand. Scott looked around longingly before shaking my hand.
"Hey." He said timidly. I got up so I could show him to our room.
"I'll show you where our room is." I said as I started walking down the hall. He followed without another word.
A/N: Just trying out the first chapter to see if anyone likes it. Please review, and give suggestions! I have a lot of ideas for this!