Chapter 7 - Blank

It seemed like an hour, though it was probably only a few minutes. Damien stared at the floor, as Jack squeezed his hand. I couldn't speak... I could barely even breathe. Damien explained that when I was in my coma, Shaunee had a panic attack.

They couldn't save her...

I was backed against the wall, sliding slowly down, tearing my hair out and screaming. I shook my head over and over again.

No.

She wasn't dead. She can't be dead.

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground

Try this trick and spin it, yeah

Your head will collapse

But there's nothing in it

And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

I had to be with her. We belong together. Damien and Jack just stared at me, being absolutely fucking useless as usual. I no longer wanted to be in their company. They let it happen. They couldn't save her - I would have saved her. My screaming got louder and louder. I looked down at my hands.. they were full of hair. Where did that come from?

I was swimming in the Caribbean

Animals were hiding behind the rocks

Except the little fish

But they told me, he swears

Tryin' to talk to me, coy koi.

Where is my mind

Way out in the water

See it swimming

Through the cloudyness of my eyes, two men were approaching me, pulling me to my feet. I screamed, kicked and shouted at them to put me the fuck down. When they refused, I snarled and bit the one to my left, causing them to drop me. I darted from the room.

With your feet in the air and your head on the ground


Try this trick and spin it, yeah


Your head will collapse If there's nothing in it And you'll ask yourself

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

Where is my mind?

The rest was a complete blur... I soon found that I was curled up in a soft, white room. There was no furnature, no colour... nothing. Just blank. Like my world. A world I no longer wanted to be a part of.

A world I wanted to destroy.

A/N: Soooooo so sorry guys. =( Still ill, though would be fine if my computer hadn't decided to die. Grrr. I know, this doesn't even qualify as a chapter... I just wanted Erin's transition to the asylum to be a part on it's own, plus I really feel like I ought to upload something. Normal chapters and uploading shall resume now. I love reading your reviews, and they really make me want to keep writing. Sorry it was so short, it's late and my head feels like it's going to burst. Thanks to The Pixies for inspiration on this chapter. I just really felt like the song really went along well. Anyway, yeah... I promise, I will write a proper chapter asap, but for now this'll have to do. Thanks for your support and well-wishes. =) Love to you all.