Thanks for the new readers! Sorry for the late update! I do not own McFLY…sadly.
Chapter 3:
My alarm clock began ringing, waking me up from my slumber. For once, I had a pleasant dream. Once I didn't want to wake up from.
"Good morning Dougie!" Betsy greeted me once I came to the cafeteria for breakfast.
"Morning Betsy." I said, waving to her as I picked up a tray of food and followed her to an empty table.
"So, how'd you sleep last night?" She asked as she cut her pancakes that were especially made into Mickey Mouse's head. I smiled, thinking how Tom made all his pancakes just like that. "Dougie?" Betsy called to me again.
"Oh, better. I actually had a pleasant dream." I said.
"Oh? What was it about?" Betsy said as she continued cutting her pancakes, not bothering to look up. She seems to mature even though she's only one or two years older than me.
"I can't remember." Betsy's head then shot up.
"What?" She asked with a confused look. "How is that a good dream if you can't remember it?"
"Well if I can't remember it, then it obviously wasn't bad." She just sighed.
"I guess…"
The sound of glass breaking filled my ears. I looked to my left and saw two men dressed in white trying to hold back a patient. Except, this wasn't any normal patient.
It was a think woman, and there's not even that many women patients here! The way her small muscles were outlined under tan complexion showed she was actually able to fight the two bigger men off. Her long dark brown hair, almost black, hung in front of her face, not showing an inch of her face.
"GET OFF ME!" She screamed as she yanked her arms away from the two men. She kicked the guy holding her right arm and then Betsy shot out of her seat. I almost forgot she worked here.
"Give me the sedation!" She yelled at them as she ran over to the crazy girl.
"She's too strong!" The guy on her left yelled back.
"Give it here!" Betsy continued to yell. The man on the ground tossed Betsy the syringe and Betsy jammed it into the girl's right arm.
The girl screamed and pushed Betsy away, making Betsy fall back on some chairs. The girl then pulled her left arm from the man and ran to the cafeteria doors.
"Somebody stop her!" Betsy yelled as she slowly tried standing up.
I don't know why I jumped to my feet right after Betsy said that, but I did. I ran after the girl and grabbed her right wrist. She immediately turned around and I saw her face for the very first time.
Her cat like green eyes were wide with terror. Her body was shaking, along with the syringe still in her arm. I don't know how this girl triggered my memory, but I remembered my dream for the first time. In fact, this girl…well at least a calmer version of this girl was in my dream. We spent time together…as a couple.
"It's alright." I told her as I grabbed the syringe. "I'll help you." I pulled the syringe out and her eyes fluttered closed. Her body immediately fell into my arms. She looked so peaceful and calm.
"Hurry, take her back to her room!" Betsy ordered the two men. The two men ran up behind me and ripped my dream girl out of my hands.
"Hey!" I yelled as I tried pulling one of the guys back, however, Betsy put her hand on my shoulder and I looked back at her.
"Don't worry, she's fine." I looked back at the men as they dragged her out of the cafeteria. They weren't even being gentle with her.
I then noticed where they were taking her. They were taking her to the room where I heard the ruckus after my phone call with Danny yesterday.
"What are they doing to her?" I asked her, turning to face her again.
"They're helping her. Don't worry Dougie." She told me again.
"How? By torturing her?" I asked, raising my voice a bit.
"Dougie…"
"I want to see her!" I yelled, getting ready to follow the two men, but Betsy grabbed my arm and pulled me back.
"No, she'll most likely put you in a worse condition!" I spun around to face her again. My eyes glaring into her blue ones.
"So, you're saying I'm still in bad condition?" She didn't say anything. "Are you saying you lied to me yesterday when you said I was better than most of the other patients here?" She didn't say anything else but lowered her head. "All the people here don't even care about us! They're just liars!" Her head shot up again.
"Dougie, listen!" I pulled my arm from her grasp making her stumble a bit.
"No, I'm done listening." I turned to walk to the door, but stopped before leaving. "I thought this place was suppose to help us…not hurt us even more." I said over my shoulder, and then I continued on my way to my room. I had nothing better to do then go there….there was no way those guards would let me see that girl…
