I woke up and rose my head to see Matt washing his hands at the shitty sink.
"Morning" he said as he looked at me. I replied with a morning back.
I got up and scratched my head at the spot where my eyepatch was. I lifted it up and my vision was instantly blurry. It felt hollow and it hurt like hell exposing it to the dust that was floating in the sky. Matt looked at the injury with disgust.
"I wouldn't do that if I were you. The injury still looks horrifying" he said while shivering. It must still be pretty bad. I'm not even sure if it was ever going to heal even though Kayla said it was going to heal. I quickly put the eyepatch on and stare at the ceiling. My eyesight was back to being normal and I sighed in relief.
I had a lot of questions about last night. Although it was terrifying, it was interesting and I was fascinated by it. I don't know why but it was.
"What was that last night" I said while looking at Matt. He finished washing his hands and leaned on the wall adjacent to me.
"That was the Black Watch. It's the night where they snatch those patients. Poor kid" he muttered as he looked towards the ground. He then looked back at me with a serious expression.
"Oh yeah by the way, what was up with that stupid little smirk you had before you went to bed" he said while crossing his arms and looking at me.
"I was happy they didn't pick our cell" I said as I twiddled with my thumbs. I regretted saying that. He knew that was a lie.
"Bullshit. Your heart beat is racing. Tell me the truth" he said while looking into my one good eye. I sighed and looked up to him.
"I don't know. Watching that kid get dragged away was...exciting"
He grimaced at my response, his hands falling to his sides. He looked at me with a suprised and shocked expression.
"You do know that kid was eleven years old right? An innocent kid that doesn't deserve to be turned into one of those...things"
He got up and he sat next to me.
"Look! There's a stupid little smirk again. What the hell is wrong with you?" he said while raising his voice.
I got up and looked down at him.
"Ha! You are the one lecturing when you were the one who gave the knife to Pablo, encouraging him to use to kill someone. And you are the one lecturing me about some random kid being snatched in the middle of the night? Get out of here" I said while turning away from him.
"You enjoy violence don't you" I said. He looked hurt when he heard me say this.
"That was my other personality" he said while whispering. I took a knee to get to his level.
"Other personality?" I said with curiosity. I never knew why Matt was put into here. He might be suffering from a psychotic disorder.
"The reason why I was originally put in an asylum was because I'm suffering from Dissociative identity Disorder" Matt said while putting putting his hands to his face. I was about to say something but Matt beat me to it.
"The doctors say I'm suffering from that but I think it's bullshit. It feels like a force that likes to torment me every once in a while. It brings out the darker side of me, it makes me want to become...violent" he said while his skin went pale. He looked at me.
"I constantly battle with it in my mind. I'm able to hide my emotions quite well but eventually it breaks the wall down inside my mind" I look at him with wide eyes. It all makes sense now.
"That's why you behaved the way you did with Pablo. That's why you enjoyed beating up Carl and Mark"
He nods at my statement and I feel empathy and sadness towards him.
"I fight it everyday. I don't like that I have this inside me. That I have something that urges me to cause violence. But you don't have that. You have a choice to not have these dark feelings yet you are starting to choose to. I just don't want this to happen to you" he said while tearing up a bit.
"I'm sorry Matt but I just don't feel the same after I was pulled out of solitary confinement" I said while sitting next to him.
"What happened to you? If you feel comfortable of course" he said eagerly. I let out a sigh before replying.
"It felt like your worst nightmares came to life and torment you. Like I felt like something evil was present in the room and I had a constant fear. The worst part were the visions"
"Who did you see in the visions" Matt said.
"My girlfriend Emma, but it isn't. It's some twisted version of her. She's all pale and her eyes are missing. She would visit me at least once every day. It's utterly terrifying" I said while shivering at the thought.
"Shit, sounds like it" he said while staring at the wall.
"Well Matt. I'm going to do everything I can to help you fight this urge" his face light up and he hugged me and I hugged him back.
"Thanks mate. And I'll help you cope with the visions" he said with a smile. I couldn't help but smile.
"By the way, could you keep this between us? I don't want Shea and Rylan to hear about this" I said with a serious tone.
"But I'm pretty sure Shea can help you cope with it. Remember she can manipulate your feelings?"
"No. I'm not putting her through the pain she would have to endure" I said.
"Right. Shit I keep forgetting that" he said while punching a wall.
"Alright. Enough of this bullshit. Let's go down stairs and eat breakfast before we have to do our jobs" he said while walking out of the cell. I followed him down stairs and we got breakfast. We walked back to our usual table and began to eat before I look up and see Shea and Rylan walking towards us.
"Oh thank god you guys are still hear" She said before she ran up to us and hugged us both. I couldn't help but melt into her embrace, knowing that she made it. When she released us I looked at Rylan and gave her a smile and hugged her also.
"I'm glad you guys made it too" I said with a smile and released Rylan.
"I saw the wheezer approach and stand outside your guy's cell door. I thought it was going to mark your cell" she stuttered.
"Oh yeah that's because of Jacob. He attracted it with his stupidity" Matt said with a chuckle. Shea just looked at me with shocked eyes.
"You what?!" She screamed.
"What? I was curious" I said with a laugh.
"That's still really dangerous. Promise you won't do that again" she said firmly.
"Yeah please don't do that again Jake" Rylan said with a sweet voice.
"I won't. Promise" I said which was followed with a smile from Shea and Rylan.
"uhhh Jacob? I think there's blood on your eyepatch" she said while cringing at the sight of blood.
"Don't look" I said, motioning her to turn around. She did and I took the eyepatch off. She was right. Blood. All over it. I too cringed at the sight of it. I wipe the blood off leaving a smear before putting the eyepatch back on. I said it was okay to turn around and she did.
Shea then walks up to me and reaches her hands toward my head.
"You sure you don't want me to heal your eye? I'm sure i-" I cut her off by gently grabbing her hands and pulling them to my side.
"Like I said last time, I'm not putting you through the pain again. Kayla said it would be best for you to just let this heal on its own" I said in a gentle tone. She looked to the ground and sighed.
"Yeah I suppose. Kayla knows best, she is very smart for her age" she said as I let go of her hands. Shea and Rylan then head to the counter to get their food. I hear a sigh from Matt and I look at him.
"Shea is a nice person. Sometimes too nice to be honest. That's why she usually gets harassed by some of the other male patients.
"Like how?"
"They would boss her around and say horrible things to her. Sometimes even hit her. One even tried to make a sexual advance on her. Luckily I was there to stop them" Matt said while clenching his fist.
"How did you?" I asked.
"I broke the guys wrist, that was more than enough to make the guy scram" he said with a laugh.
"Good. That filth learned his lesson"
"Yeah. That was about two weeks ago. Ever since then I have been protecting her. And those pieces of shit stopped. I sometimes catch them trying to make a move on her when I'm not around but I usually stop them" he said with a smile.
"She's lucky to have a friend like you" I said with a smile.
"Yeah. I want to train her but like I said she's too nice and doesn't want to learn how to fight. It's frustrating but it's her choice".
"Do you think you can start training me" I said while eating my food.
"Sure" he said. I was going to ask another question about Shea but then I see a door open and see Kayla walking out, still in her nurse uniform.
"Kayla". She turns around and I wave her over. A smile appears on her as she speed walks to me.
"Hey Jake. Glad to see you survived Black Watch" she said as she pulled up a chair to sit next to me. Matt looked at her with a curious countenance.
"Who's this" he said gesturing a hand towards her.
"This is Kayla. I met her while in solitary confinement. She's a friend of mine"
"Well a friend of Jakes is a friend of mine. The names Matt" Matt said as he held his hand out towards. Kayla shook his hand and sat in the seat next to me.
"Nice to meet you Matt. I've heard of you, Shea told me about you and how you are protecting her. Thats very noble of you" Kayla said.
"Thanks. I saw her getting harassed and I couldn't just sit there and let that happen" Matt said with a smile.
I look at Kayla and seem to notice she was off. Kayla's chocolate brown eyes had a tired look to them, she even had bags beneath them too.
"What's wrong? Is something stressing you out?" I say to Kayla. She looks at me and nods.
"Yeah. I've been assigned to take care of this patient. She's a real nut job. Never seen someone this crazy before" she said as she shivered.
"She can't be that bad. What is she like?" I said while eating this glop that is considered food in this place.
"Oh don't get me started on her. She just has a crazed look in her eyes. She has slit marks below her hands, possibly self inflicted, wouldn't be surprised if that was the case. She looks like she wants to slit your throats constantly." I was about to ask her another question but she keeps on going.
"The one thing that's weird is that when she was first brought in, I heard that she was interrogated and tortured, because they wanted info out of her. That info was about you. But she didn't answer any of their questions cause she's a fucking mute. She doesn't speak at all. No matter what they did to her."
I stopped eating and looked at her with my eyes widened. This got my attention. I had to know more.
"What does she look like?" I say while staring into her eyes.
"She has whiskey colored eyes, chestnut brown hair, a medium skin tone, and she's around five foot nine inches"
My heart was racing when I heard her say this. Could it be?
"What's her name?" I almost scream.
"Why so you want to know her name? It doesn't mat-" I cut her off by standing up abruptly and tower over her.
"Just tell me her name! I need to know what it is" she was taken aback by this.
"Her name is Fiona. Fiona Frauenfeld".