-1 Week Later-

*Norman's POV*

Jolene's sister keeps trying to convince me that she did nothing wrong.

Why does she think I would listen to her? She's the one who wouldn't speak to Jolene just a month ago because I lived with her and all of a sudden she cares about me?

Jolene only used me to escape her fiancé. At least, that's what Mother said. Mother and I have been speaking almost all day since I was brought back here. I realize now that Jolene was just a whore who only wanted one thing from me. Mother says it's because I'm handsome and vulnerable.

"Now do you see why I warned you so much, Norman?" Mother asks.

I nod. "Yes Mother. I'm sorry I disobeyed. It won't happen again."

"I know it won't. Get some rest dear, you're exhausted."

I lay down on the floor, curling into a little ball. "Goodnight Mother."

"Goodnight Norman."

-Jolene's POV-

Sleep has been out of the question for me since Norman was taken from me. I miss him so much it hurts. I want to go see him so bad. I know he's just so confused.

But I know I cant show my face at that institution. Not after everything that happened. Between Norman and sleeping in this bed knowing I hacked up my fiancé in the next room doesn't allow me many peaceful thoughts.

*Next Day*

Louise's -POV-

I start to walk down to confinement when I hear another voice coming from Norman's room.

"I tried telling you you'd always end up here. It's where you belong. Now I've got you here and you're never going home. I'll make your life a living hell Bates."

I peek through the window and see Dr Vincent. Norman is curled in the corner while Dr Vincent towers over him. Dr Vincent pulls his leg back and kicks Norman in the thigh.

I sling the door open. "Excuse me, what are you doing to him?"

They both jump and look up at me, Dr Vincent widening his eyes. "I- uh," "You were just being a jerk to him and abusing a patient which definitely violates our rules. Would Mr James like to hear about this?" I tap my foot.

"It's just Norman Bates. Nobody cares if he's hurt. Nobody even cares if he's dead."

I widen my eyes. "Dr Vincent that is no way to speak to someone who needs help. I suggest you go upstairs before I make this into a bigger problem."

He looks from me to Norman a few times before stomping out the door, knocking me back into the doorframe.

I look over at Norman who is still curled up in a ball. "Are you ok?" I ask. He nods. "Nobody should talk to you like that." He looks up at me "Weren't you saying the same thing when Jolene moved me in with her?"

I pause, at a loss for words. "Yeah, well." I pause again. He raises an eyebrow.

"I just worry about Jolene you know?"

He half laughs. "And you still supported her being engaged to Richard?"

I look away at the floor.

"Here's your medicine." I say, handing him the cup and leaving the room as quickly as possible.