~Mad Thoughts~ "Back again?" I ask her but she just sit beside me in the bench and close her eyes "You feel mad,don't you?" who doesn't,who is sane in a place like this? Even the nurses and the doctors are going insane in here but they will go to their homes,their families, will return to reality but we just going to stay here where everything is so clean and pure,where the grass and the plants are where the only dirt,the only wrong thing is you, your mind and your fucking madness.
"I've miss are the only sane mad person in here" she laughs but still keep her eyes close "What happened Eli?" I ask her, knowing that calling her Effy wouldn't help, it would remind her of all the people she knew and loved out of here "He is gone" she says in a whisper "Saying sorry wouldn't help so I won;t bother" is all I say and she puts her head on my shoulder,sometimes its relaxing you remember that you're not the only mad person in the world,it makes you stronger,sane for a second.
"He didn't want this for you why do you put yourself in here again" she isn't mad,no. She just is quiet,that is her mistake. Sometimes there aren't any voices, sometimes is just tears and pain.
"I'm mad" she just says "You are in love"
"Not anymore"
"He cried" she doesn't want the truth but she need it,she really does. "Freddie aren't you?"
"How do you know that?" she asks and move her head away from me "I talked to him once,you were sleeping. He was making an origami.A swan." sorry Eff but I should do it. You need to cry.
"I didn't talked much neither did he"
I remember him so clear, all of his words, like a song in my head, fucking loud!
"I love her so much!I just want to protect her!Please protect her when she is here!Would you?Please?"
Sorry Effy but I had to do it, finally your tears are out "I'm mad Effy,I can't protect you like I promised to him so just accept your your sorries,say your secrets and stop ?"
"OK" she says and put her head on my thighs and get her body into a ball.
People like her don't deserve to be in here,don't deserve to be like her are the ones we need to cure us.
I'm mad,I'm here 3 years now.I don't talk much and I don't eat much either. My thoughts are insane, my opinions too, at least that's what my dad told great doctor Foster.
That was my second fan fiction I've wrote.
PS. I don't know if the word sorries exist but I like it anyway and my character is mad so who gives a bloody fuck!