Author's Note: Wow sorry this has taken so long it's difficult to find time to write now! Hopefully the next chapter won't take as long!

Thanks to Star who was the beta for this she was amazing and probably the reason it makes any sense. So thanks especially for puttin up with my appalling englilsh.

So here goes...

Life in A Loony Bin

Guy's POV

I quickly gave up on trying to teach Dwayne Monopoly it was a difficult task. Just as we started to get going he went into a catatonic state so when I left he was frozen in position, ready to throw the dice but unable to follow through.

I entered our room and the first thing that hit my eyes was Charlie kissing Adam. I was shocked I didn't know what to think, he pulled away.

"WHAT THE HELL…" I exploded; he jumped even farther back I glared.

"Adam you ok?" I asked looking at him he nodded, I turned to Charlie, "What the hell did you think you were doing?" I yelled. I returned to Adam, "I don't care if he was sorry afterwards he shouldn't have done it."

"I know what I did was wrong and I'm sorry," Charlie apologised running past me to get out of the door. I shook my head.

"I know I am sorry to butt in but I didn't know what he was going to do… ok next time I won't …URGH!" I screamed. Why did I even bother? he's such a pig headed nonce.

I grabbed my night stuff storming off to the bathroom as he put his headphones back on. I quickly got changed I didn't bother with a shower as I normally have one in the morning. I sulked back to our room to get Adam. As I walked into the bedroom I immediately felt that something was wrong. There were bad vibes around the entire of the room I walked over to his bed. He was lying under the covers I reached out to put my arm on his shoulder, I pulled down the covers. I came face to face with a tear-struck Adam. He sat up rubbing his eyes I took his hands in mine, he flinched. I sighed; by the end of this he was going to be annoyed that he couldn't keep secrets from me. I gently pulled up his sleeves and looked at his arm there was a deep cut, it was just above the bandages wrapped around his wrist. I sighed. I pulled out the first aid kit from my drawer and walked over to his bed again. I quickly cleaned it up, placing a band-aid over it. He looked at me; I nodded lifting up my sleeves showing him cuts and scars that traced my arms.

"Anyway what I came to tell you was that we have to take medication … well we don't have to take them." I smiled we had already learnt that putting them underneath your tongue stopped you from taking them.

I pulled him out of the room; the first thing to do here was to make sure no one thought that anything was wrong. We waited in the main room, Adam had realised he'd left his board in the room and was kind of annoyed that he couldn't communicate with anyone. I watched him and Charlie, they seemed to be ok and I think that Charlie was genuinely sorry.

"Averman!" the Nurse yelled, she never learned. Averman and I had been here the longest we arrived on the first day it opened, last Friday. Everyday she yelled his name and he screamed and wouldn't move. It was getting old. Eventually Bombay came over and gave them to him, it was weird sometimes he was completely awake but sometimes he was so out of it that we couldn't get him to respond.

"Banks!" she yelled he went up and got them glaring at them he came and sat next to me, Bombay watched us carefully.

"Anti – depressant, laxative and a sedative," I informed him, he nodded, pretending to take them. Bombay seemed happy enough and walked off.
We eventually got finished and headed off to bed; Dwayne was brought back by a nurse and was put in his bed. I quickly drifted off into a deep sleep that was thankfully dreamless.

Adam's POV

I awoke groggily. It had taken me hours to get to sleep, I had eventually fallen asleep about 2am, I reached over to the clock. Urgh! It was 6am. Well four hours sleep was quite good for me. I had nightmares of my past. I really wish that they could give you a pill to forget about them. But you can't. I'm stuck with them, constantly haunted. I got up and made my way to the bathroom. That was the only thing I wished we had, our own bathroom.

"Hello, Adam," I turned around to see Sister Heather smiling at me, I smiled back and nodded, "this is Dr Orion he's another doctor," she explained and he shook my hand.

I walked over to the toilet as I entered I looked into the mirror, I looked a mess and Dr Orion had seen me. My eyes were red and puffy I was extremely pale and I looked like I was going to be sick. I sat down breathing heavily, my hands were shaking badly, I knew I had to breathe evenly to try and regain some normality. I eventually manage to calm myself down. I splashed water on my face and exited the bathroom. I shuffled back to my room and when I got back Guy and Dwayne were talking.

"If you thought the meals were good last night, wait 'til you see breakfast," Guy smiled, I rolled my eyes. Sometimes I just wasn't hungry.

We were supposed to be ready by 9am to go get breakfast, but by the time we were all ready it was 9.30. I had no problem getting ready early at my house, I had to have breakfast made for 7am and had to have done some other chores by then.

The first thing that went wrong was that I realised when trying to communicate with Fulton that I had left my board in the room so I ran back to get it. Just as we were about to leave, Portman started yelling about leaving the kettle on and having to check that Dean was ok. This was the first time I had seen Dean's second personality, Fitz. Although Fulton had told me all about Fitz and what she got up to. Then Ken had another Tourettes attack. After that we were finally ready to leave. We got half -way across the car park when Julie realised that she had left her gloves in her room. Orion ran her back to get them, just as he did a fire alarm went off.

"ARGH!" Averman screamed.

"FUCK!" Ken screamed.

We finally made it to breakfast; I sat between Guy and Fulton. I took one look at other people's breakfast and made a snap decision to have a Weetabix the other stuff looked like puke. Guy made my order for me and I sat back and waited. Fulton turned to me, explaining about how long he'd had anxiety. It was weird I hadn't known these people long but the were already my friends. I silently settled down to eating my breakfast. It took us an hour to eat breakfast; it usually took us forever to do anything.

Two weeks passed very slowly, we didn't get to do much . We had one softball match outside when it was sunny, the rest of the time we spent in the rec room combining board games to attempt to make one game. In the end we finally took to playing Pictionary, Orion had put up a giant board that they were supposed to write on, but we stole the pens and played Pictionary and Orange's (A game involving putting people's names with things you can do to oranges in a place. Normally producing comical results.) Lessons were starting today, but all people wanted to do was get out of here, I swear Fulton had claustrophobia. We all collapsed into our chairs, I sat there staring into the sky, well I would be if I could see through the roof. I slumped forward, throwing my sign onto my back. I had taken to writing quotes of the day out of boredom. Today's was: Don't wear wet pants. I fell forwards onto the table, I had absolutely no sleep last night and I was shattered. I was sure that any minute now I would be asleep. Guy nudged me I looked up at him.

"Wake up," he smiled I stood up and followed him out as he explained the work we had to do.

"Hey," Fulton and Portman greeted both kicking me. I looked at them a little odd.

"Yo, Adam!" Charlie came over and gently kicked my butt, I glared at him.

"Hey, precious," Connie greeted, also kicking my butt. Now something was going on.

"ADAM!" Russ yelled, running up and kicking me. I looked at Guy.

"Adam wants to know what the HELL IS GOING ON!" Guy explained. I looked round.

Guy shrugged. "Why should I know?" he kicked me too.

I screamed silently, running off. I wanted to cry, why was everyone ganging up on me? I ran to our room, grabbing the razor I had managed to sneak in. I snuck into the bathroom, locking the door. I grabbed my board that I had slung over my back. I didn't see my note, instead I saw, Kick me written. I felt so frustrated, I thought that I had friends in this place. Why would they do this? I didn't want to cry and I wasn't going to let myself. Instead I pulled the razor deeply over my arm above the bandages. I unravelled the bandages, looking at the still-deep cuts that had recently had the stitches removed. I knew my Dad was embarrassed about finding me, he probably wished that he could have let me die and got me out of the way discretely.

"Adam," I heard called. It was Dr Orion outside the door. Most people preferred Bombay, but I liked Orion.

"Are you ok?" he asked, I nodded but quickly realised that he couldn't see me. I re-wrapped the bandages as quickly as possible and pulled down my sleeves. I walked out to Orion and nodded, giving a small smile. I knew that if he found out that I had been cutting I would be in trouble so I had to do my best to cover it up.

I walked with him out into the group therapy room, I wasn't aware that we were having group therapy. I looked at Orion confused.

"We're organising what we're going to be doing in the next month," he informed me.

I nodded taking a seat next to Fulton, he smiled I had to smile back. As bad as I had felt, I couldn't stay mad at Fulton, he just seemed to be one of those people who were genuinely nice. I saw Guy glance at me, I couldn't forgive him as easily Guy was a very perceptive person and always seemed to know what I was thinking and feeling, and I just felt that he should have known that I wouldn't appreciate it. I settled down in my sit and prepared to pay attention to what was being said.

Orion's POV

The meeting went well, we now knew that there would be a variety of trips to different museums and parks also there would be a bowling trip. I was glad how well the group seemed to be getting along, there were a few rifts developing but that was to be expected. There were quite a few people in the group, it couldn't be expected for them all to get along.

I walked back to my office, looking over the patients chart. I was worried about Adam, he seemed to still be upset, and with his history I knew there was some need for concern about how he would deal with this. I knew that the best way to deal with would be to mention it at the staff meeting. I looked over to my inbox, Dean had gotten one of the bins and put the label 'IN' on it. There was a new letter in it. I pulled it out and opened as a I read, I could almost feel the anger bubbling inside of me. I picked up the phone and rang Gordon.

After three rings he picked up the phone.

"Hi Gordon, have you read the letter?"

Dex

Well that's another chapter out of the way, anyway constructive criticism welcome.