Disclaimer: X-men is owned by Stan Lee.
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I don't want to
be left alone, not when I'm right next to you
What are you thinking, it's so misleading
Is it not for me to know, I think it's just hard for you to show
-Enigma by Trapt
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Dominick growled and turned to snarl at the orderlies' frog marching him to his room, only cut off when he was thrown unceremoniously into his room, the door being locked behind him. He pushed himself up off the floor and rubbed his banged ribs gently.
He looked up to see Luke, and grinned from ear to ear.
"Heya."
Luke was tall, standing at least 6'3", but then he was also considerably older than Nikki himself at 23. He had short black spiky hair, which seemed to make his bright blue-green eyes stand out even more. He had an athletic build, which was more natural muscle and build than anything made through constant working out.
Luke glanced up from his book he was flipping through out of sheer boredom, the corner of his mouth twitch upwards in amusement, "What chya do this time Nikki?"
"I bit that fucking moron Alex in the neck. He bled a lot, but it was only a flesh wound, nothing serious you know, but they still locked me in the box." He said, clambering onto his bed and sitting so that his head was nearly hanging over the edge and his legs were resting halfway up the wall.
Luke rolled his eyes, "Why'd you do that for? You're lucky they didn't lock you up longer, remember last time?" He shook his head folding his arms over his chest.
Nikki shook his head. He couldn't FORGET last time.
"That prick Alex caught me in one of the maintenance closets. I swear, I dunno if that sick fuck wants to beat the crap outta me or fuck me, but whatever one it is, I'm not gonna let him without a fight," He looked at Luke upside down, "What have you been doing all day?"
Luke glanced down at the book in his hand 'Hamlet by William Shakespeare', "Nothing." He frowned tossing the book across the room where it hit the wall with a loud *Crack!* and fell to the floor with a softer *thump*. He glanced back at Dominick smiling lopsidedly; the kid was an odd one and really did have a reason for being there at the asylum. His dove-gray eyes stared back at him, he looked even shorter than 5'2" lying there upside down than he did standing up. Dominick was getting a headache from the blood rushing to his head, so he turned back right side, pulling the pale blue institute standard pajama top down over his suddenly exposed and suddenly cold thin midriff.
"Dumb uniforms." He grumbled. "They tried me on new meds." He said suddenly.
Luke blinked raising his eyebrows, "What are these for?"
Dominick sighed. "I dunno... violent episodes I think. Doesn't matter, I'm not taking 'em anyway."
Shaking his head, Luke looked away to the gray cement door that led to the only exit from the small white confining room.
"Listen," He said softly glancing at the young boy before turning his attention back to the door, "I'm gonna get us outta here one day... I don't know when but I will."
Nikki gave him a blank look with no hope in it at all. "And they call ME the crazy one." He said sarcastically.
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