Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or Linkin Park
I sighed and stared out the window.
The sun was radient and I could see the people with their families.
To gaze upon freedom.
They told me what happened or at least why it happened.
They said that after a traumatizing event sometimes people feel it is best and do not think about it at all. Eventually they really do forget until something triggers the memory and it comes back loud and clear.
Apparently now I am restrained from making any contact with Malik. I finally told them I wanted to hear about his condition everyday and they told me that it was okay. Mostly I hear about improvements and that he has been making over kids at group therapy happy. They say he is a cheerful and innocent teenager. There appears to be no traced of his once sarcastic and pessimistic self.
I stared at the clock on the wall, 12 o'clock. Its about the time Tiffany has her therapy sessions. Maybe Ill go look in one.
They say I can get in a lot of trouble if I talk to Malik, but just seeing him might be okay.
I mean I'm already in a hell hole, how much worse can it get?
I walked down the hallways and observed everything. No doctors and nurses even noticed me. I guess after lying low for so long made them think I had lost my spirit. I stopped outside of the room. The door was open so I sat down and listened.
"Who would have ever imagines I was trying to get in one of her therapy sessions" I mumbled.
I heard voices echo from inside the room.
"Okay everyone lets talk about a happy moment" Tiffany said. "Okay Malik, Lets hear yours"
"Well once I found a a baby bird and we got to keep it until it grew up" Malik said.
He sounded so...different.
The old Malik would have said something witty and mean like "A happy moment is when I imagine getting out of here" Now he sounded so young and happy.
Maybe...
I should stay away from him.
Maybe...
I'm the one causing his pain.
I got up and walked past Malik looked up and our eyes met for a minute. He dropped them down and I just kept walking.
There was no reason for me to ever see him again. I kept walking and I passed the nurse lounge and I heard some vague lyrics flow out of the room.
//For all this theirs one thing you should know
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this theirs only one thing you should know
It tried so hard and got so far but in the end doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all//
I really did lose it all.
I lost my freedom
I lost my will to live
Most of all
I lost the one person I could relate to.
And I can never get him back.
I sighed and started to walk back my room.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I said angrily "Hands off, Now!" I turned
Holy shit it was Malik
"I'm sorry to bother you, but you dropped this" He said and handed me a duel monsters card. I stared at it. Its was not one of my best cards, actually it was one of the weakest.
"Thank..You" I stuttered.
He looked at me looking a bit surprised. "You look familiar...but I don't know how"
I just stared at him.
Enveloped in each others gaze we stood there. Suddenly a flurry of movement interrupted us.
"Get Malik out of here!"
"Keep Bakura from talking to Malik" They grabbed both of us and started to pull us each in opposite directions.
"Wait Bakura!" Malik yelled.
I lifted my eyes to him.
"I hope we can talk again!" He yelled before he was dragged in to another room.
I hope we can talk again.
Is should be happy he wants to be friends. But the facts remain he does not remember before. They dragged me back in to my room tied me down and started yelling about how I could get fined for trauma to other patient. 20 minutes later I laid in the bed unable to move.
Damnit
Damnit
Damnit
Suddenly I voice in my subconscious echoed through my mind.
"I think its time I made my appearance" and his voice as smooth as glass was followed by a demonic laugh. I was staring at a mirror image of myself.
I sighed and stared out the window.
The sun was radient and I could see the people with their families.
To gaze upon freedom.
They told me what happened or at least why it happened.
They said that after a traumatizing event sometimes people feel it is best and do not think about it at all. Eventually they really do forget until something triggers the memory and it comes back loud and clear.
Apparently now I am restrained from making any contact with Malik. I finally told them I wanted to hear about his condition everyday and they told me that it was okay. Mostly I hear about improvements and that he has been making over kids at group therapy happy. They say he is a cheerful and innocent teenager. There appears to be no traced of his once sarcastic and pessimistic self.
I stared at the clock on the wall, 12 o'clock. Its about the time Tiffany has her therapy sessions. Maybe Ill go look in one.
They say I can get in a lot of trouble if I talk to Malik, but just seeing him might be okay.
I mean I'm already in a hell hole, how much worse can it get?
I walked down the hallways and observed everything. No doctors and nurses even noticed me. I guess after lying low for so long made them think I had lost my spirit. I stopped outside of the room. The door was open so I sat down and listened.
"Who would have ever imagines I was trying to get in one of her therapy sessions" I mumbled.
I heard voices echo from inside the room.
"Okay everyone lets talk about a happy moment" Tiffany said. "Okay Malik, Lets hear yours"
"Well once I found a a baby bird and we got to keep it until it grew up" Malik said.
He sounded so...different.
The old Malik would have said something witty and mean like "A happy moment is when I imagine getting out of here" Now he sounded so young and happy.
Maybe...
I should stay away from him.
Maybe...
I'm the one causing his pain.
I got up and walked past Malik looked up and our eyes met for a minute. He dropped them down and I just kept walking.
There was no reason for me to ever see him again. I kept walking and I passed the nurse lounge and I heard some vague lyrics flow out of the room.
//For all this theirs one thing you should know
I put my trust in you
Pushed as far as I can go
For all this theirs only one thing you should know
It tried so hard and got so far but in the end doesn't even matter
I had to fall to lose it all//
I really did lose it all.
I lost my freedom
I lost my will to live
Most of all
I lost the one person I could relate to.
And I can never get him back.
I sighed and started to walk back my room.
I felt a hand on my shoulder and I said angrily "Hands off, Now!" I turned
Holy shit it was Malik
"I'm sorry to bother you, but you dropped this" He said and handed me a duel monsters card. I stared at it. Its was not one of my best cards, actually it was one of the weakest.
"Thank..You" I stuttered.
He looked at me looking a bit surprised. "You look familiar...but I don't know how"
I just stared at him.
Enveloped in each others gaze we stood there. Suddenly a flurry of movement interrupted us.
"Get Malik out of here!"
"Keep Bakura from talking to Malik" They grabbed both of us and started to pull us each in opposite directions.
"Wait Bakura!" Malik yelled.
I lifted my eyes to him.
"I hope we can talk again!" He yelled before he was dragged in to another room.
I hope we can talk again.
Is should be happy he wants to be friends. But the facts remain he does not remember before. They dragged me back in to my room tied me down and started yelling about how I could get fined for trauma to other patient. 20 minutes later I laid in the bed unable to move.
Damnit
Damnit
Damnit
Suddenly I voice in my subconscious echoed through my mind.
"I think its time I made my appearance" and his voice as smooth as glass was followed by a demonic laugh. I was staring at a mirror image of myself.