A Day in the Life of the Sane and Insane

Logan whimpered in pain as he woke up. His vision was blurry and unfocused as he sat up. The last thing he remembered before getting hit against the head was his mother and a bag of white substance she was holding.

With a small whimper the ten year old placed his hand on his head, freezing the instant he felt something cold, wet, and sticky on his fingers. His eyes widened as he saw the blood trickle down his nimble fingers. Just as he was about to scream there was a furry of knocks at the front door of the house.

His head jerked up and looked down the hall of the living room at the front door. His head ached as he heard the muffled voice from the other side of the door call out to him. He wanted to run to the door, but shock and fear rooted him to the ground.

Logan.

He jumped at the voice in his head.

It's alright, Logan. Look around to see what happened.

He followed the instructions from the calm, yet tight voice. Letting his eyes skim across the messy living room he looked for any signs of anyone or anything.

Hurry up, ya takin' forever.

Again, he jumped at the new voice in his head.

Ignore him. Do you see anyone?

He shook his head as the pain from his wound ached more.

"Logan!"

He looked up at the door again. It was his father's muffled voice calling out to him. Just as he was about to push the fear aside and run to the door he caught sight of a hand sticking out from behind a couch.

He crawled to the hand behind the couch hoping it wasn't who he thought it was.

"Mommy?"


Kendall yawned for the fifth time as he drove Katie and himself to school.

"I told you not to play Call of Duty until three in the morning with James and Carlos on your Xbox." The nagging voice of his little sister rang through his ears.

"But it's Call of Duty! Who wouldn't wanna play that game for only an hour? Six was way better."

"Says the bags under your eyes." Katie said without missing a beat.

"Whatever." Kendall yawned once more as he parked in front of Katie's school. "I'll pick ya up around three, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah." Katie opened the door to Kendall's car. "Oh, mom said on your off period to buy some candy for all the trick-or-treaters for Halloween next week."

"Uhh, fine."

"Bye, big brother."

"Bye, baby sister." Kendall stayed until he made sure that Katie walked into the school building. Once she was he put his car in drive and drove the short distance to his school.

Kendall Knight was your ordinary high school student. He was on the hockey team, passing his classes with low B's and had two best friends: Carlos Garcia and James Diamond.

The only thing that most people would find odd about Kendall was that he lived right down the street from a psychiatric hospital.

It wasn't like he or someone in his family was crazy. They we're all perfectly sane. Well, as sane as possible for a mother of two taking care of her children alone after her husband walked out on them could be.

Kendall yawned for the eighth time as he saw his school in the distance.

It was only a week until Halloween and Kendall couldn't wait for it. It took a lot of begging and guilt until his mom finally caved into his pleas and let him host a Halloween party.

He turned into the parking lot of his school doing his best to stifle the would be ninth yawn.

He already had everything planned out. Not true, Katie planned everything for him. She was like some old business tycoon in the body of a twelve year old.

With James' and Carlos' help, including the help of his lady friends: Jo, Lucy, and Camille they invited a large number of their high school companions for the party.

He turned the ignition off and got his back pack from the back seat. Once he had it he headed to the school.

The party in his mind would be epicness personified. James had a friend who was in a band and was able to borrow there huge ass speakers. His mom would be working a late shift. In Knedall's mind he found it odd that she worked at the psychiatric hospital, but there she was, helping the ill minded. Since Halloween was on a Friday night Katie was going to some haunted house with some friends then stay over with them at one of their houses. So in all do time he would have the entire house for himself to throw the most successful party Duluth has seen in nearly a decade.

Kendall walked down the hallway of his school. He didn't want to seem conceded but he loved it when all eyes were on him. Whether it was on or off the rink. With a wave of his hand he could separate a crowd in half, like Moses.

"Kendall! Help!"

The blond teenager saw Carlos being chased by a very angry James. Kendall gawked as he saw James hair was completely disheveled. He's known the conceded brunet nearly his entire life, for over ten years to be roughly correct. He noticed at a young age James loved keeping his hair immaculately prim and clean. The only times he didn't was either when he worked out or in a game of hockey. Other than that it looked like someone poured concerted on James' head and masterfully colored it the color of his hair.

"What did you do?" He asked his Latin friend who hid behind his back.

"I may have rounded all the fans in the school and put them right at the entrance of the locker room, so when James walks in all the air would blow him away." Carlos peered over Kendall's shoulder, yelping once he saw James make eye contact.

"CARLOS!" The tall brunet stalked over but was stopped by Kendall.

"James, calm down. It was just a prank."

"And we all made it very clear that whenever you guys tried to prank me" he pointed at his hair, angrily "to leave my hair out of it!"

"How 'bout this. Carlos has to go to the store and buy you whatever Cuda hair care products you want, and you don't beat our best friend into jelly?"

That proposition visibly calmed James. He threw one more glare at Carlos, and then deflated with a sigh. "Fine."

That's how it usually was between the three. James and Carlos would be at each other's throats with pranks and Kendall did his best to calm them after.

The bell rang and the students that were around them started to disperse to their first period.

"See you guys later. I have some Physics to go to." He turned to his friends one more time. "And try not to kill each other in algebra."

"No promises!" James shouted out as Kendall turned down the hall.

Kendall walked into his Physics class, instantly seeing Jo and Camille sitting at their group table in the back talking very animatedly. Camille saw a tall blond out of the corner of her eyes. "Hey, Kendall!"

The curly brunette waved him over.

"Hello ladies." Kendall looked at Jo. "Hey Jo." He kissed the top of the head and sat next to the two.

Jo smiled at him and linked their hands together. Kendall could easily tell that the smile was forced, so was the kiss Kendall gave her. To be honest neither wanted to be in the so called "relationship." Kendall more than Jo. They both had a perfectly good answer as to why they were together even though there was no spark.

Jo was Kendall's beard.

That may sound weird but it was true. To be more precise Jo was helping Kendall cover the fact that he was gay from the others. Yes, Kendall Knight, tall, athletic, semi-smart, hockey player pitched for the other team.

The only reason Jo knew was because she found some very provocative images of guys on his laptop during the summer. After a lot of denial from Kendall's part he cracked when she showed him the pictures on his laptop. After that he confided with her about the way he felt. He knew something was different around middle school when Carlos and James fawned over all the girls they could see, and when Kendall stared, nothing. He could understand and even respect the beauty of a girl. It's just that he didn't get his rocks off by them.

It didn't hit him that he was gay until the summer after freshman year. He went on a summer vacation with his mom and little sister to California, and he saw two boys his age making out very passionately on the beach. He had to hide in the public bathrooms after he felt his semi in his swim trunks. It took him a few weeks after that to finally realize that he was gay.

Since then he's kept it hidden from his friends because he was scared of their reactions. Luckily for Kendall sense Jo found out she gave him a proposition. The two can "date" to keep Kendall's cover in check and her parents would stop hounding her about not having a boyfriend. Don't get the wrong idea. She wasn't a lesbian by any means. She just didn't care for the whole "high school dating" thing.

"You guys excited for my Halloween party next week?"

Camille nodded. "This is going to be the most awesomest party."

"It has to be since it is your first party in Duluth."

Camille moved to Duluth right before school started. Other than that her new friends didn't know much about her past. She didn't tell them much about her it, and she had a perfectly reasonable explanation. She just didn't tell them that either. After her eeriness about her past was pushed in the back burner the crazy side was easily noticed.

"I'm going to push someone off your roof!"

Did Kendall catch that right? "What?"

"I said, at your party, I'm going to push whoever tries to get in my pants off your roof."

Camille was just crazy.

"Alright then. Just make sure to clean up the blood. Don't want the cops to come by and see all the blood on the side of my house."

"Don't worry." A crazy looking smile slowly spread on her face. "When I'm done with them there won't be any blood to clean up."

"I don't know how to respond to that."

"Just don't ever try to get in my pants and you never will."

"Don't worry." Jo looked at Kendall with a sly smile. "You'll never have to worry about Kendall trying to get in your pants."

The two blonde's refrained from laughter or it might give Camille the wrong idea.

"Alright class, let's get class started!" The three turned to see their physics teacher walk into the classroom. "Everybody, turn to page 394."


Kendall swallowed what could only be described as a chunk of puffy meat the school considered a hamburger. He groaned a he forced the piece of meat down his throat. He never liked cafeteria food.

"Did Lucy come to school today? I haven't seen her anywhere." Kendall asked he looked around the table of friends.

"She sent me a text that her brother broke his leg." Jo said as she poked her pale green salad.

"Isn't he like the same age as Ricardo?" James interjected. None of them knew Lucy's brother very much. Growing up he usually kept to himself and when he graduated high school they saw him less and less as the college life over took him.

"Yeah, but he still lives with them while he goes to college."

Now that, that conversation was finished Kendall asked another question. "So guys, anyone of you wanna go with me to the store to get some candy or trick-or-treaters?"

Carlos spoke with his mouth full of pizza. "I thought you were having the party? Why do you still have to give out candy?"

"My mom said something about tradition when I texted her about it." Kendall waved it off. "So, any wanna go?"

Carlos opened his mouth to agree to go, but James' hand on his shoulder shut him up. "Sorry, but Carlos and me are going to the mall so he can buy me my Cuda hair care products."

Carlos frowned at that.

"Kendall, sweetie, I'd love to but I have to tutor Dak in physics. Since he broke his leg last week like Lucy's brother he got behind in classes and I'm helping him catch up."

"I wish I could, but I'm going to see a friend."

Camille's answer sparked the most interest.

"You just moved here, who's this friend?" James asked.

"He's a friend from where I used to live. I haven't been able to visit him since school started, but I'm free tonight." The depression radiated off of Camille after answering, which confused the group of friends.

They've only known Camille for a month, but found out pretty quickly because of her eccentric values she didn't have a lot of friends from where she lived before.

"Ok, that's alright." Kendall started "Go have fun with your friend."

Camille smiled at Kendall. "Sorry I can't come."

"Pscht, go have fun."

Her smile widened. "Don't worry. My Logie knows how to have fun, especially when Dale comes out."

"Ooook." Kendall ignored that weird sentence. "So it looks like I'm getting the candy alone then."

Jo looked down at her phone as it rang. "Sorry, need to go talk to someone." She leaned up and awkwardly kissed Kendall on the cheek. "I'll text you later."

Kendall watched Jo leave the cafeteria then turn back to see the pairs of eyes staring at him.

"What?"

"What is with you and Jo? You've been together for like three months but it seems like there's no spark."

"What?" Kendall laughed nervously as he rubbed the back of his neck. "There's a spark. We have a spark!"

"Really, you've been dating for three months and we haven't seen you two actually kiss."

"We kiss. What about that kiss that just happened?"

"On the cheek doesn't count."

"Well," Kendall forced the blush of being cornered in a wall away. "Shut up!"


Logan sighed as he walked down the long white corridor, passing the windows blocked with metal bars on his left.

We really need ta leave thi' place. S'pointless for ya being 'ere. Ya perfectly sane!

Logan ignored the voice as he walked down the hall with an orderly on his right.

Don't listen to Dale, Logan. You know it's safer for you to be in here. That way you won't hurt yourself or someone else.

He sighed as the two voices started arguing in his head. It's been like the since he was ten and he quickly became accustomed to the two constantly fighting.

He sat down at the table and looked around the psychiatric hospital. When he first came here over six years ago he hated it. He fought with the orderlies and psychiatrists every step of the way, but after a year fo total rebellion he lost the will. He lost the will to fight anymore and just live the rest of his life here.

His dad tried to visit as much as he could but has been coming less and less ever since he got remarried and him having a baby boy. Logan should've been happy about this. It took four years but his father finally moved on from his mother and found someone he could have a life with again, and they were having a kid together! Logan should be ecstatic that he's going to be a big brother.

Deep down he was, but he just doesn't know if he should tell someone about it. The last time he told someone a secret he ended up here.

"Logan!"

Said Logan looked up and smiled as he saw Camille walking up to the table. He stood up and wrapped his arms around one of the only sane friend's he had.

Logan wasn't a shy person. No, he could hold a conversation with anyone from a bleach Barbie bimbo to a nuclear Physicist. He had a lot of time to read, and when Kelly found out he loved to read, every week she would bring a new book for him to keep and read. Logan wasn't shy; he was just what many called an introvert.

It's not like he didn't go a day without talking to someone, no, he had Dale and Kevin to socialize with in his head.

Logan is what many people call someone who has multiple personalities. Two to be exact. Dale, the hot headed, strong willed guy that protects Logan when he couldn't, and Kevin, the sweeter, patient one of the two who consoled Logan.

"Hey Camille. It's been a while." The two separated and sat at the table being watched by orderlies all around the room.

"Sorry, moving a town over and then starting a new school has been hectic, but it's all better now sense I live so close. That means I can visit more!"

Logan smiled. "That's great."

She smiled as she dug in her backpack. "I got you this on my way here."

Logan's small smile widened when he saw the Snicker bar in her hand. "Thanks! I love these!"

Logan has always had a sweet tooth. It started right before his mom became addict. The two would always go to the convenient store down the street from where they lived and bought all kinds of sweets. They'd hide them from Logan's dad because Logan always got crazy when he was on a sugar high. Logan had an exceptional desire for Snicker Bar's. He always loved the chocolate, peanuty goodness.

"Any plans for the week?"

She smiled as Logan split the Snicker Bar with her. "I need to catch you up on everything that's happened just to tell you what I'm doing next week!"

Logan popped a piece of his Snicker in his mouth. "I'm all ears. It's not like I'm going anywhere."

That' cause those crazy fucks think ya nuts!

Dales voice commented in his head.

"Ok, well I have this amazing group of friends at my new school here in Duluth."


"So this blond guy, Kendall, is with Jo, but it's like they don't even like each other that way?"

Pscht, guys probably gay or somethin'.

Dale, must you be so crude? Kendall is most likely confused about his feelings towards Jo.

How would ya know? Logan here 'as neva liked any'ne like that 'ense we got 'n this joint.

Can you two stop bickering! I haven't seen Camille in a month! I want to talk to my best friend in peace, and not having to hear you two argue every single second of my life!

Che.

We're sorry, Logan. Right dale?

'Eves.

"Logan?" Logan's gaze whipped back to Camille.

"Yeah?"

"You zoned out. Was it Dale and Kevin again?"

Logan sighed. He knew Camille understood everything about his condition, but he really didn't like to talk to her about them. Made him feel less sane then he already was.

"Yeah, I can't go five minutes talking to someone without the two giving in there two cents."

Camille nodded. "Yeah. I don't know what's up with the two. It's like they're only together just because they can be."

I got 't! Blonde Jo is 'is beard! Ya know, a chick tha' only goes ou' with tha dude ta 'elp cover fac' hockey playa dude 's gay!

Or it could be the other way around. Kendall could be with Jo to cover the fact that she's a lesbian. You'll never know.

Che, my gut' sayin' I'm 'ight.

"Well anyways, Kendall got his mom to let him have a party at his house for Halloween next week."

"That's great! What are going to go as?"

"A sexy ass witch."

Logan cringed a little when he heard the loud crude whistling from inside his head. Wit' that bod, she' gonna make tha guys drool ova 'er.

Tell her she should take a tazer with her, just in case the boys here in Duluth are horndogs!

That time Logan chuckled at Dale and Kevin's statements.

"What's so funny?" Camille had her amused eyes pointed at Logan. She knew that every once in a while all three of them could agree on something. It was a rarity though.

"Dale and Kevin say you should watch your back. Sense you're so pretty some guys might to throw themselves on you."

She laughed. "Please, if any guys try to force themselves on me at the party I'm gonna "accidentally" push them over the roof."

Wooh! Cami's feisty!

Gosh, it's only been a month but I already forgot that Camille can be so abrasive.

The two laughed, but had to stifle there laughter when an orderly shushed them.

Logan?" The two turned to see an orderly in black scrubs walk up to them.

"Yeah, Ricardo?"

"Your session with Kelly is in five minutes."

"Right, can I just day goodbye to Camille?"

"Take all the time you need."

Logan thanked Ricardo and turned back to Camille. "I guess we have to say goodbye."

She nodded as she grabbed another Snicker from her bag. "Got you another one."

The two stood and hugged. Logan tightened the hug. "Thank you Camille, for everything."

"That's what best friends are for."

The two let go of each other and after one more goodbye, Logan watched Camille walk out of the visitor's section.

"How long has it been since she last visited? A month?"

Logan turned to Ricardo and smiled. "Yeah, she just moved to Duluth with her family and was pretty busy with the start of the school year, but she says she can visit more than before since she's only a five minute car ride away now."

"That's great." Ricardo patted Logan's back. "Let's go, Kelly's waiting."

"Ok."

Ricardo was one of the few orderlies that treated the patients with genuine kindness. He's been working at the hospital for two years now, and has been kind to Logan every single day. Even the days that Dale or Kevin came out and caused some type of ruckus for everyone.

His split personalities were more than just in his head. If they needed to they would take over Logan's conscious and protect him. Nowadays it didn't happen much, but on Logan's low days Dale would come out and force everyone to leave him alone.

The only way to switch back is if he was knocked out or fell asleep. Even if Dale or Kevin took over and wanted to relinquish control they couldn't. They would just have to go through the day controlling Logan's body.

"How's everything with your family?"

Ricardo groaned at the question. "I love my brother, I really do, but whenever he comes over he's like a vacuum and just sucks out all my food in the fridge. I swear, Carlos is going to be huge when he hits my age."

Logan laughed as Ricardo led him down to Kelly's office. "From all the stories you've told me he really loves to eat."

With a shake of his head and chuckle, Ricardo answered. "He really does."

"THE ALIENS ARE COMING!"

The two snapped their heads around and saw one of the patients running in the hall holding a chair over his head.

"Shit." Ricardo whispered. "Stay here, Logan."

Logan nodded. "Ok, be careful."

With only a nod as a response Ricardo ran down the hall to try and subdue the mental patient.

What's 'appening?

Logan could hear Kevin sigh. If you paid attention you would have seen the patient down the hall is having an episode.

Che, I 'ardly pay 'ttention anymore. This place 's boring as fuck.

Dale! Language!

'Eves.

Logan ignored their bickering as he glanced down the hall worriedly. He hasn't heard anything or seen Ricardo since he chased the guy with the chair down the hall.

Calm down, boss. S'not like he'll get killed or somethin'.

Saying something like that will only make him worry more!

Logan sighed as he finally saw Ricardo turn the corner. "Ric-" he stopped himself, his eyes widened as he saw Ricardo stumble.

"Logan." Ricardo's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fell to the ground.

"Ricardo!"

Fuck!

Oh my goodness!

Logan ran down the hall and skid on his knees as he looked down at Ricardo. His eyes latched onto the blood on Ricardo's head.

Logan, just stay calm and turn him around.

Logan took a deep breath to calm himself as he turned the orderly around. Ricardo groaned as his eyes slowly opened. "Shit." He groaned out. "He caught me by surprise with that chair."

"Are you ok? How many fingers am I holding up?"

Ricardo wanted to laugh, but his head hurt like a bitch. "Two."

Logan sighed. He was about to ask Ricardo what exactly happened when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned his head hoping it was more orderlies to take Ricardo to the infirmary, but gasped when he saw a foldable chair swing at his face.

Boss!

Logan!

The chair connected with Logan's face, blood spurting out of his mouth at the contact and he fell limp next to Ricardo.

"Logan!" Ricardo struggled to sit up but his vision blurred as he tried to move.

My turn bitches.

Logan's eyes snapped open. The pain receded as he slowly stood up.

Ricardo not needing to know what happened, questioned Logan. "Who are you? Dale or Kevin?"

"Who do ya think 't is?" The devilish smirk on Logan's face widened even more as he saw the mental patient in front of him.

Dale let out a deep maniacal chuckle as he popped his knuckles. "Ya shoulda' done that ta my boss. Not 'less ya wanna deal with me."

"YOU'RE AN ALIEN! JUST LIKE HE IS!" The mental patient pointed down at Ricardo.

Dale laughed. "Not 'n alien, but ya should be scared 'f me."

Without giving the guy a chance, Dale tackled him to the ground. Laughing like a mad man as he punched the crap out of the person who hit Ricardo.

Somewhere in Logan's mind he could feel the stinging of his knuckles ripping apart as Dale beat the guy to a pulp, but sense Dale had control the pain wouldn't register until Logan was back in control. Right then just happened to be the time the other orderlies heard what was happening. Dales cackling giving away that something was obviously wrong. Most of the orderlies that worked there instantly recognized Dale's laughter. Working there long mouth they knew Logan wouldn't give Dale control willingly unless something was very wrong.

Two burly orderlies gripped Dale's arms and dragged him away from the now unconscious body he pummeled until blood spattered on the wall.

"Next time I won' go easy on ya!" Dale cackled as an orderly injected an antithetic into him. The cackling died down once the drug started to kick in.

"You alright?" One of the orderlies helped Ricardo back up to his feet.

"Yeah. That guy hit me with that chair and then knocked out Logan. I guess that was enough initiative for Dale to take over." He watched as the orderlies carried Logan's limp body to the infirmary.

He sighed. "I'll go tell Kelly what happened."

"No, I'll tell her. You need to go checked out at the infirmary."

He sighed again. "Fine."


Ricardo groaned as the pounding on the door continued ringing through his head. "I'm coming!" The Latin man plopped off the couch and groggily walked over to the front door. The bang on his head was giving him a killer migraine. That migraine only increased when he opened the door and his brother and his best friends barged in his apartment.

"Do you have any food? I'm starving!"

"Hey Ricardo. Gonna use the bathroom to check my hair."

"Hi Rick, Carlos stop eating your brothers food!"

Carlos, James and Kendall said in that order as they walked in.

"What are you guys doing here?" Ricardo rubbed his head more.

Kendall took the spot where Ricardo was sitting only moments ago, than heard the subtle click of the bathroom door closing, and the door of the fridge swing open.

"Ma said to invite you to dinner tonight!" Carlos shouted the answer from the kitchen.

"Fine."

Kendall saw the way Ricardo rubbed his head in pain. "What happened to you? Did one of the crazy people at the psychiatric hospital attack you or something?"

"Or something. One of them took a swing at me with a foldable chair."

"Shit, you ok?" Carlos walked in with a handful of junk foods; frowning with a fruit roll up hanging out of his mouth as he took a seat next to Kendall.

"Yeah, one of the other patients I was escorting saved me from getting hurt worse."

Carlos let out a whistle as he chugged down a can of soda.

"Yeah, sad thing was he put the guy that attacked me in a coma."

"Wow." Kendall breathed out. "Is he normally violent?"

Ricardo slowly shook his head. "He isn't, but Dale is."

They heard the door to the bathroom open. That was Ricardo's cue to take them to his parent' home for dinner. They always had curiosity about where he worked. Especially Kendall sense he live right down the street from it, but he had his morals and didn't want to tell them about other people's problems.

"Come on, I'll drive us to my parents for dinner."


Lucy sighed as she walked down the short distance through the front door to the desk. Her red highlights contrasted against the white sparkle walls of the psychiatric hospital. Nervously, she stood in front of the desk waiting for the women to look up.

This was her first time coming here. She's always had a small dislike for hospitals, but for her brother she would get through her phobia.

"Can I help you?" The women brought Lucy from her thoughts. She pushes her hair out of her face and did her best to smile under the circumstances.

"Yeah, I'm here to visit Mark."

The women typed on the computer and nodded. "Alright." She handed Lucy a name tag that said VISITOR and escorted her through a door you had to be buzzed in through.

She looked down the long white hallway as she passed orderlies and into the visitor section.

"Take a seat. He'll be right with you."

Lucy took a seat at one of the many tables that littered the large room. She looked around as she waited. Right off the bat she could see the difference between orderlies and the patients. The orderlies wore all black scrubs while the patients wore navy dark scrubs.

"Lucy?"

Her hair swung in her face as she snapped her head around to her brothers' voice. "Hey Mark."

Her older brother looked a lot better than when she saw him at the hospital a few days ago. His complexion was back and he didn't look sickly pale anymore. His hair didn't have the same whoomf as before, but looked better than the limpless way it was before.

Her smiled widened a fraction as she saw the small, subtle red highlights in his hair that matched hers. They did that a few years back, when their parents gave them the ok to. The two bought their own red hair dye and spent an entire afternoon dying their hair until the way they liked it. Ever since then they've kept the matching hair concept, going to the store, buying the hair dye, and dye their hair together every few months when it started to fade.

"What are you doing here?"

Lucy went in or a hug and after a moment of hesitation and shock Mark returned it.

"Can't I come see my big brother whenever I want to?" She questioned as they let go at the same time and took seats at the table.

Mark smiled a weak smile.

"How have they been treating you?"

"They've been treating me good. From what I remember from the high school the food here is a hell of a lot better."

"I bet it is." They fell in a small awkward silence until she asked the question he's been waiting to hear. "What do they say you have?"

He sighed as he looked out the window and into the woods. "They said I'm bipolar. They want me to stay here for a while until I'm regulated on some medication."

"How long will that be?"

"Two, maybe three months. They wanna observe me to make sure I don't have a relapse."

"Well, that's understandable. You make any friends in here?"

Mark chuckled. "Not many people to make friends with when they're all senile and bonkers, but I guess I did." Mark turned to look back at his sister. "I think he's around your age."

"What's his name?"

"Logan."

"Is he senile and bonkers?"

Mark chuckled a little. "From the one day we talked he seemed totally sane, that was until he went ape shit on this guy yesterday and was put in isolation."

"What? Why?"

"I asked around and the kid has multiple personalities. They don't come out much from what I've heard but when they do someone usually gets hurt. He put a guy in a coma because he hit an orderly with a chair."

"Intense." Lucy sat leaned back in her.

"Yeah, how's mom and dad?"

"Still shaken over finding your friend covered in your blood."

"How's he?"

"Better, but they're all shaken up after you tried to kill yourself."

"That's expected." He sighed and pushed those thoughts away and the two continued talking about everything and anything else other than him trying to kill himself.


I 'ate this fuckin room!

Shouting won't get us out any sooner, and from what I remember you're the reason we got locked in isolation for a week!

Wha' was I supposed ta do? Let that psycho beat the crap out of da boss!?

No, but beating him to a pulp wasn't any better.

Che.

Logan sighed as he sat up against the plushy white walls of the isolation room. "Can you two stop arguing? My face is still killing me from getting hit in the face with a chair."

'Eves.

Sorry Logan.

It wasn't a normal thing for him to actually talk to the two. Normally he would just talk to them in his head, but days like this when he was tired and doped on some painkillers that really didn't help with the pain on his face he would just speak. It was less of a strain on him.

"This is why people think I'm crazy. In my moments of weakness I let either of you two out and then I'm sent straight to the isolation room!"

Che, if we weren' 'ere you'd probably be dead or somethin.

Dale, stop picking on Logan!

I only tellin 'im what's true. If we didn't come along a' the 'ime we di' 'e'd be dead, and ya'd know tha'!

I know that, but that doesn't mean you should bring up bad memories for him!

"Guys, please, just stop arguing.?I'm too tired for all your bickering."

Fine.

We're sorry Logan. We'll be quiet.

Logan sighed. This was one of the very few times when he did think he was crazy. He didn't like it one bit. He just wanted his normal life back. When the two in his head weren't there. When his dad spent time with him and not ignore him for his new family. Most of all, when his mom didn't overdose on cocaine right in front him and he have to watch her die.