A/N: Phew!I told a few of my friends about this and I finally got around to writing it!It's kinda short,but it's a long term project I'm hoping of 's a bit of an angsty type story,it'll be limited on .. I want to actually be serious!Well,review please!
Six weeks. That's how long it has been since Ivan was brought to The Secure Center for Severely Disturbed Adolescents. At least, that's the name on the sign, but really, it's the fucking loony bin.
Ivan Braginski didn't mean to end up here. But when the 17 year old beat up a Lithuania classmate with a water pipe, he was brought in without much of a trial. His pipe was taken, everything was taken. He couldn't even keep his favorite, his special scarf. He hated this hell hole and everyone here. The men and women in white coats who sat there, judging him, the other crazy teens... Everyone. He just wanted to end it all. And he planned out how to. The idiots let him find out where the keys were. Either he would unlock a window and jump or he'd get into the supply closet and swallow rat poison or bleach or something. He just had to choose when.
"Ivan!" a cheerful voice called. Ivan groaned, pushing the blankets off of him to look at the woman who walked in. Her name was Selena, and she was assigned to help him. He didn't like her much, but he didn't hate her like he hated everyone else because at least she tried to be friendly to him. She hummed and put a sunflower in the vase by the window. This was the sixth. She gave him a flower for each week that he has been in the center. The Russian stared at her.
"What?" he finally responded.
"A college student will be coming today. He's studying disturbances in youth. Who knows? One day, he might work here!" Selena's cheerfulness was quite disturbing to the sleepy teenager. In a response, he rolled onto his side so his back was to the woman. "He'll be here at ten. Its eight now, and its time to get dressed." With that, the young woman left.
Ivan sighed and stood up. He dressed before walking out of his room. Today, he was to eat breakfast, go to therapy, and then he'd eat lunch before he goes to a teacher assigned to keep him caught up with schoolwork. Damn, he thought being put in here would keep him from having to go to school. But today was different, because now, some guy would be following him around who wants to turn into one of the people in white coats. Ivan already hated him.