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A/N: Flashbacks will be typed like this.
Chris walked down the hallway to the recreational room with Dawn in toe. She was looking around this place and could see it wasn't exactly the cleanest place in the world. Chris handed her a clipboard and she looked confused.
"What's this for?" Dawn asked him.
"You said you wanted to see them, right?" Chris asked her. "Well then you better be taking notes or else they won't talk to you."
"I see." Dawn sighed. "So, I'm a Therapist?"
"That's right." Chris smirked. "Just let them do all the talking."
"I trust they're being taken care of?" Dawn asked.
"If that's what you want to call it." Chris smirked at her. "Are you ready for this?"
"Yes, I am." Dawn assured him.
"Great, let's start off with Noah and Cody in their private therapy session!" Chris told her. "Let's go and get them."
Heather guided Zoey to her and Gwen's room. She plopped Zoey down on Gwen's bed and shut the door. Zoey just looked around the room.
"Okay, you don't want to talk to Duncan." Heather told Zoey. "He's an idiot and his sister is a whack job."
"He has a sister?" Zoey asks "Does she visit him often?"
"Yeah, she lives her." Heather rolled her eyes. "You're sitting on her bed, but she's too preoccupied with everything else in her life to really care."
"So, what makes you think I trust you?" Zoey asked her.
"You don't have to trust me." Heather told her. "I just need someone to be friends with and I guess you're going to be it."
"Look, that's nice of you but I just really need to get home." Zoey sighed. "I need to be there to plan the funeral."
Of who?" Heather asked.
"Mike, he was my boyfriend." Zoey told her. "He was my everything and I would do anything for him."
"So, why wouldn't they let you help with his arrangements?" Heather asked. "That's so messed up!"
"I'm the one who killed him." Zoey cried. "I don't think they should stop me from helping plan the funeral, I only did what he wanted me to do!"
"He asked you to kill him?" Heather smirked "Why do I find that hard to believe? Most people don't ask to be killed."
"Mike did." Zoey told her. "We were together for 2 years and he had Multiple Personality Disorder and it was really tough for him, well for both of us."
"So, he asked you to kill him?" Heather asked.
"Not him, it was just Vito he wanted dead." Zoey told her. "Vito was a jerk!"
"Sounds like he should have been placed here." Heather laughed and Zoey glared at her. "Sorry."
"He was taking medication for it." Zoey told her. "He stopped changing a little bit, but they would still come through, just not as much! Vito told him he wasn't going to let him take the meds anymore and Chester agreed."
Zoey was sitting at Mike's house with him after school doing their homework. Mike went to get both of them a can of soda and turned the TV on. Mike came back in doing a handstand while balancing the cans on his feet. Zoey sighed and knew what happened, he had turned into Svetlana and now she was going to have to convince her to let Mike back in. She loved Mike but she hated the baggage that came with him especially when he had no clue what they were doing or saying.
"Zello, Zoey!" Svetlana greeted her. "How are you is doing Tzay?"
"I'm fine Svetlana, I came over to do homework with Mike though." Zoey told her "Can I please have him back?"
"Zhy would you want to hang out with him?" Svetlana asked. "We need some of Zhe girl time!"
"Look, I went to the park with Chester yesterday to feed the ducks!" Zoey told her. "Can't you just let Mike come back and I promise we can spend time together another day."
"Fine." Svetlana agreed and then Mike got this blank on his face.
"What happened, Zoey?" Mike asked her.
"Svetlana happened." Zoey sighed. "At least she's polite! What happened to your medication? Why is this even happening so much lately?"
"I stopped taking it about 2 weeks ago." Mike was almost in tears. "They had a meeting and decided they didn't want me to take them anymore."
"Yeah, but they're all you!" Zoey kissed him on the cheek "Don't you get the final say?"
"Not when Vito's in control." Mike sighed. "I could deal with the others, just not him! He's always trying to get them to do bad things to me."
"Can't you just make the others turn on him?" Zoey asked.
"No, they're too afraid." Mike sighed. "What if we got rid of Vito?"
"How would we manage that?" Zoey asked.
"I'll bring him out and you could just stab him!" Mike told her "I mean, technically it would only hurt him and not me."
"I don't think this is a good idea, Mike." Zoey frowned.
"Zoey, I need you to do this if you ever want to be with Just me..." Mike kissed her. "I'm going to remove my shirt and you're going to get the knife from the kitchen and kill Vito."
"Mike, I'm not going to do that." Zoey started to cry. "You can't expect me to do that to you."
"If you won't do it then I can't be with you." Mike told her. "If you care about me, you would do it."
"Mike, what if it just hurts you?" Zoey asked him. "Did you ever think of that?"
"Yeah, what if Vito hurts you though?" Mike asked her. "You know he's the mastermind and the rest just do what he wants, He already forced everyone to not let me take my meds, what happens when he tells them to turn on you?"
"Mike, are you sure this is going to work?" Zoey asked him.
"Positive." Mike told her. "Now could you just please go into the kitchen and get the knife? I'm going to get Vito."
Zoey didn't want to do this, but she loved Mike and didn't want Vito to take full control of him. Mike was pretty sure this was going to work and even though Zoey didn't actually want to do this, She trusted Mike and figured he knew what he was doing. So, she went into the kitchen and got the knife as instructed. When she came back into the living room, Vito was sitting on the couch with his legs crossed just smirking at her.
"Hey Red, nice to see ya again." Vito smirked at her.
"Vito!" Zoey faked a smile and held the knife behind her back. "How...How are you?"
"I've been betta, babe." Vito told her as he got up. "Ya know, Mikey seems ta like you, However I don't really appreciate ya trying to get rid of me."
"I don't know what you're talking about, Vito." Zoey told him. "I'm sorry you think I'm out to get rid of you, I think I'd like Mike to come back now."
"I think you know exactly what I'm takin' about, Red." Vito told her. "You're forgetting who's in charge here, I don't think you'll be hanging around my Mikey boy anymore, I'm pretty sure I'm gonna have to take care of ya."
"We don't need to be like this." Zoey told him. "You and I could work something out!"
"What we need ta do is get ya outta the picture." Vito told her and lunged at her. Zoey didn't know what to do so he aimed the knife right at Vito's chest and stabbed him over and over and over again until there was no movement from him at all. Zoey started to cry, what had she done? She went over to the body and felt there was light breathing coming from him.
"Zoey?" Mike barely spoke as he smiled at her.
"Mike!" Zoey cried "I'm so sorry! He came after me and I didn't mean to do that! I'm going to call an ambulance, you gotta hang on Mike."
"No, Zoey." Mike told her. "You killed Vito, you also helped me get rid of one of my burdens..."
"Mike, stop talking, it's going to make you weak." Zoey cried and went to get the phone. Mike grabbed her hand.
"Please don't call..." Mike begged her. "I want to die."
"Mike, I can't let you die." Zoey cried. "Please, let me call someone?"
"Zoey, I only have a few minutes left and I want to spend them with you." Mike smiled at her. "If you let me live, They'll only come back and I'm tired of not being able to live life."
"Mike..." Zoey sighed and cried.
"Zoey, I love you..." Mike told her
"I love you too." Zoey cried.
Mike looked at Zoey and smiled and then stopped breathing altogether. Zoey kissed his lips one last time and put her face into his chest and cried and cried. She knew that she had to call 911 and when she did, she told them exactly what happened and they arrested her. Her mother came to visit her and told her the best thing to say would be that she didn't know what happened. Zoey disagreed, however being a minor her mother spoke for her and declared her daughter insane. Zoey didn't even know her mother did this until she ended up there.
"It sounds like he was nuts." Heather laughed. "If he was stupid enough to ask you to kill him then he deserved it."
"Why are you here?" Zoey glared at her.
"I'm the girl from the news." Heather laughed. "Only, I actually killed my boyfriend and I fessed up."
"Oh, you're that Heather." Zoey rolled her eyes. "Mike and I saw that."
"Looks like you and I have similar stories." Heather told her. "Maybe we can help each other?"
"Mike asked me to do it." Zoey told her. "You're boyfriend didn't want to die."
"Alejandro was a jerk." Heather told her. "If you knew what I gave up for him, you would understand why I did it."
"Look, how about you and I get together and talk later?" Zoey suggested. "I need to find someone I can talk to about getting out of her."
"You know where to find me." Heather told her. "I hope to see you soon."
Zoey rolled her eyes and walked out of the room, she was going to find someone who was in charge and see if she could get out of there. She wasn't nuts and she didn't want to stay there. She would rather be in prison then this place.
Duncan was in his room removing all traces of Courtney from his wall. He couldn't let Zoey know about her. Sadly for Duncan he couldn't get his sister out of his life. Even when she wasn't bothering him, Trent of course was...
"Hey Duncan do you think you and Noah could help me build a guitar?" Trent happily asked. "I think it could be really fun! Then we could start a band and call them '9 guys with 9 guitars!' it's the best name ever."
"Yeah, I could help you but I have better things to do with my time." Noah rolled his eyes. "I'm leaving this conversation."
Noah exited the room. He wasn't going to talk to Trent any longer than necessary and he wasn't going to join a band formed by mental hospital patients. Duncan rolled his eyes, he knew he was stuck talking to Trent because in all reality this was the only guy that Gwen would ever date for the rest of her life. Pretty much, in Duncan's eyes, that was his brother-in-law and pretty much the only family member he had left.
"Yeah, I'll help you make the stupid guitar." Duncan sighed. "Just not now, Okay Trent?"
"Why are you taking down Courtney's picture?" Trent asked him. "You never take it down or let anyone touch it."
"It's time for me to move on." Duncan told him. "I spent my life covering for Gwen only to find out it's her fault Courtney is dead. Let's face it, Courtney never loved me anyway so why even pretend she cared?"
"Gwen did it to spare you this pain." Trent told him. "You know that right?"
"She didn't need to kill the baby." Duncan told her. "That was just messed up."
"Look, you should forgive her." Trent told him. "She honestly had your best interest in her heart."
"Trent, I'm forced to live with her here for the rest of my life." Duncan sighed. "You and I both know I'll talk to her eventually. We'll never be like we were but I will talk to her. This is going to take me a really long time and both you and Gwen need to understand that."
"I do understand." Trent assured him. "So, I'm going to grab some paper towel rolls and rubber bands and you can get a tissue box and some glue and we can meet in my room in an hour! This is going to be so much fun!"
Trent happily ran out of the room. It was rare that Duncan wanted to do things with him. Honestly, Duncan would rather watch paint dry then make a stupid 2nd grade art project with Trent. However, Duncan needed a distraction to take his mind off of everything and everyone and a stupid art project may just work.
Noah was in the recreational room minding his own business and trying to avoid Cody. So far it's been 3 hours, 38 minutes and 17...18...19...seconds in counting that he successfully managed to avoid Cody. What exactly do you say to your boyfriend who you practically drugged and then refused to let him go to the hospital? He almost died and it was Noah's fault. How do you pretend to no longer know who someone is let alone pretend you don't love them?
Thankfully Cody was still settling in to stay in this eternal hell with him. So it meant he didn't have to see him for awhile, well that's what he was hoping for anyway. Unfortunately for Noah luck was rarely on his side and today would be no different.
"Noah, are you ready?" Chris asked him walking in with Dawn.
"For what?" Noah rolled his eyes.
"Therapy." Chris told him. "You, me, Cody and Dawn."
"Who's Dawn?" Noah asked and pointed to her. "You mean her? I'm not sharing anything with someone I don't even know and I'm not going to therapy with book boy either. He no longer serves a purpose to me now that he's here and I surely hope you don't plan on forcing me to do stuff with him."
"Noah, you don't really have a choice." Chris told him. "You're going to have to attend it."
"Why?" Noah smirked. "Because book boy thinks that we were in love at one point? I already heard all his stories before and I really don't want to hear them again."
"Noah, you're going." Chris informed him.
"Fine." Noah sighed. "I'm not talking though. Book boy can do all the talking and I'll just listen and pretend that I care even though I don't."
Noah got up and walked out with Chris and Dawn who left him walk ahead. He didn't say anything and Dawn was just glaring at Chris the whole time. They all made it to Chris's office and Dawn shut the door and took a seat next to Chris.
"I'm going to have Chef send for Cody." Chris told Noah and Dawn.
There we go! Another chapter done. I'm officially in love with this story all over again and if you thought that I was screwing with you guys before, you'll really love me soon enough when someone else shows up. ;) Also, wait until Scott see's Dawn and wait until you see how badly the Trent and Duncan bonding truly goes. I also plan on giving more of a plot to Harold and Owen. As for now, Staci is there just to keep Cody annoyed. I can tell you that no matter what anyone guesses that there is a 95% chance you'll be wrong.
I hope you guys are guessing!
So, Noah and Cody in therapy. I can tell you that it's going to be...interesting...