Authors Note:
This is my newest story, and I hope you all enjoy it! I got a lot of inspiration from reading other fanfics about the characters being in a psych ward, and inspiration just hit me and I had to write my own version! I promise I haven't given up on anything else, but as I've said before, when inspiration hits, I run with it! I have no idea how long this story will be but I guess we'll cross that bridge when we get there!
Disclaimer - There are a few disclaimers I'd like to address, the first being that I don't own these characters, or some places. All rights go to Cassandra Clare. I just own the plot, and possibly a minor character here or there. The other one I wanted to make was because they are in a psych ward, there will be some heavy topics discussed. If you have a problem reading about suicide, eating disorders, drug use, a other issues, than I suggest you stop reading now.
Let me know what you all think, and leave a review! I hope you all enjoy Certifiably Insane! :)
Chapter One
Jace POV:
"In the case of Jonathan Herondale, how do you plead?" The judge asked and I sighed.
"Guilty your honor." I said and he wrote something down.
"Now Jonathan, I know you may have had your reasons, but that doesn't excuse your behavior. I have two options for you. The first is you spend 5 years in prison, and the second is you will stay at Jade Psychiatric Hospital until your 25th birthday." He said and both of those sounded horrible, but I'm too pretty for prison, so I only have one options left.
"I'll go to the Jade Psychiatric Hospital your honor." I said and he nodded.
"This is for your own good Jonathan. I hope your time there is spent learning and getting control over your addictions." He said, and he hit the gavel on the desk and court was dismissed. I walked out with my father and when we got to the car he looked at me.
"Take this seriously Jonathan. Don't let these 3 years be a waste. We'll swing by your place and grab some of your things and then we'll go." My father said and I nodded and got into the car.
I guess, this would be a good time to tell you a little bit about myself. My name is Jonathan Herondale, but I go by Jace. I'm 22 years old, and apparently I have some problems, and addictions. I was found vandalizing my ex's car, and was arrested. But I'd rather not get into the reason, you'll find that out eventually.
When we pulled up to my run down house, I walked in, packed a small bag and returned to my fathers car. We proceeded to drive to this hospital, which was very far away. Maybe 4 hours into the ride we finally pulled up to an institution. I looked very old on the outside, and huge. I wonder how many basket cases are living in here. We got out of the car and walked into the building.
"Good evening, you must be Jonathan Herondale?" The woman asks and I nod. "Welcome to Jade Psychiatric Hospital. My name is Amatis, and I'm the nutritionist/receptionist."
"Hello Amatis." My father said and she smiled and nodded.
"Alright, the filed was faxed over from Judge Lightwood, and we only need a little more information before I show you to your room." She said and I nodded. "Are you currently addicted to any drugs?" She asked and I shook my head. Before she could continue my father stepped in.
"He used to be, so don't think he isn't an addict." He said and I sighed.
"Understandable. Will you want visitors?"
"No thank you." I said and my dad tried to protest but I stopped him. "I'm 22 years old dad, I don't need you to visit me weekly. Just let me do this alone." I said and he nodded. I turned back to Amatis. "Do I get a roommate?"
"No. We find roommates can actually be negative to ones recovery. You get your own room." She said and I nodded. She made a little note before she closed my file. "Alright Jonathan, if you'll follow me." She said and I turned to my dad.
"You can go now, I think I'm big enough to handle it from here." I said and he nodded.
"Remember what I said, take this seriously, and maybe you can make some friends." He said and I scoffed. "Jonathan, don't blow this. Judge Lightwood was kind to give you an option, don't show him it was the wrong decision." He said and I nodded. He smiled and made his way out of the building and I turned around Amatis was waiting for me. I followed her down the hall. We passed what looked like to be a common area, and there were a bunch of kids in there. I looked away and continued to follow Amatis. She stopped in front of an empty room.
"This will be where you're staying. The doors don't lock for your own safety, and you will have random checks in the middle of the night. The room to your left is where Jordan lives, and to your left is where Simon stays. You three will get along just fine. If you have any questions, please feel free to ask me." She pulled out a piece of paper. "Here is your schedule of what you can do. Don't break the rules or you get seclusion." I nodded and she smiled. "Welcome to Jade, and we're here to help. You aren't alone." She said and she walked away. I looked at my schedule. I have therapy at 10 Tuesdays and Thursdays. Breakfast is at 7 am, lunch is at 11:30, and dinner is at 5. We must be in our rooms by 7, lights out by 8, and than repeat. This might be worse than prison.
I sighed and go into my room, and start unpacking what little luggage I have. There is a bathroom to my left, and a small closet to the right with a little dresser, and a twin bed that probably isn't even long enough for me to fit on. Well, this was going to be hell, I already knew that.