Insanity And Addictions Chapter 5
A/N: Hullo! Due To A Recent Review, I Shall Be Cutting Down The Random In These Notes. I Shall Also Stop Putting Notes In The Middle Of The Story. (I Only Put That One In Chapter 1 Because My Friends Are Perverts And I Knew They'd Appreciate It. XD)
Disclaimer: I Still Don't Own These Characters…I Just Wish I Did…
Lucy. Renfield didn't like that name. It only reminded him of being alone now. After Jack ran off to the aid of his love, Renfield was left alone in his cell; feeling confused, upset and rejected. He had to endure the rest of the day being scolded and insulted by the guards. He couldn't understand why they hated him so much. What had he done? Jack never insulted him…unless it was about his "diet", but that was different…he'd never quite understand. He sighed, staring out the window. Dark clouds were gathering on the horizon, promising heavy rain. He sighed again, he loved the rain; everything seemed so peaceful afterwards. He knew he wasn't exactly sound in the mind…but he still enjoyed the simple pleasures of life, including weather.
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Jack stormed into his office. He began pulling out every medical book from his shelf that he could find; thumbing through them trying to find something on neck wounds and spontaneous blood loss. When he didn't find anything, he growled; setting the books down on his desk and looking out the window. He noticed the dark clouds and sighed, he hated storms; they frightened him as a child and the phobia just stuck. He hated admitting it though, on stormy nights he'd just sit in his room trying to read, telling his guards not to bother him. This night was different though, he needed to talk to Renfield. Jack felt that Renfield knew something about what was going on with Lucy; he just didn't want to say anything.
Jack reluctantly stepped out of his office and towards the familiar cell. He opened the door and stepped inside. Renfield looked up from the window, his face brightening.
"Dr. Jack!" He said happily.
"Good evening Mr. Renfield, I've come to ask you a few questions…"
Renfield smiled.
"Of course,"
Jack cleared his throat.
"Can you tell me anything about the puncture wounds on Lucy's neck?"
Renfield's smiled faded slowly.
"Oh…no…I don't…" He said, frowning.
"Is something wrong?" Jack asked; Renfield shook his head.
"No…I just…" He paused, interrupted by a rather loud clap of thunder. Jack winced loudly. Renfield noticed this and smiled crookedly.
"Afraid?" He asked, his voice holding a taunting quality that it didn't before. Jack scowled,
"Are you insulting me?!" He asked angrily, his face growing red.
"Not exactly…" Renfield said quietly, turning his gaze back to the window. Jack furrowed his eyebrows. He walked up behind Renfield and put a heavy hand on his shoulder, turning him around.
"Look…I hope that you know that what happened this morning…doesn't affect anything…I'm still your superior."
Renfield laughed.
"If it doesn't affect anything…then why are you blushing like a young woman?"
Jack's face reddened further, he opened his mouth to say something, but couldn't think of anything.
Renfield smirked, as if saying that's what I thought.
Jack opened his mouth to say something again but was interrupted by a voice from the doorway behind him.
"Sir, you've received a telegram from Jonathan and Mina Harker…"
Jack sighed and nodded.
"I'll be right there…" He relinquished his grip on Renfield's shoulder and stepped towards the door, he didn't bother to stop when he heard another voice.
"Oh Doctor, do send Madam Mina my greetings…" He giggled.
The thunder clapped again.
Jack winced.
He hated storms.