Chapter 1

Jesse was utterly frustrated. She felt like ripping her hair out and burning the pieces. She had this sudden urge to punch a wall or kick some random person that walked by her.

She watched as her ex-boyfriend walked away from her with an arrogant stride, with that fat blonde bitch by his side. Oh how she hated that woman….

She slumped against the wall, angry tears running down her cheeks, leaving streaks in their wake. She was confused, that's what. It was their five month anniversary and she took three weeks planning everything.

She planned for them to go out dancing, then walk along the boardwalk talking nonsense and cuddling like a newborn babe does to their blankets.. It was hopeless….

Angrily wiping the stray tears off of her cheeks, she stood to her full height of 5'11, and walked out of the alleyway in which Jason, her boyfriend, dumped her. Coincidence, right? Since alleyways usually contain dumpsters….You see the point? It was kind of pathetic really…

People were staring at her as she walked along the sidewalk. She continued on walking, ignoring everyone's questioning gazes, and walked towards her home.

She was twenty four years old and she had yet to find a decent boyfriend. She ignored the little voice in her head that was cackling like a maniac telling her to do things...unthinkable things….things that include knives, and guns, and blood….she's always had that voice, but she always managed to erase it, even if it was for a small sliver of a moment.

Jesse shook her head and walked up the driveway to her house, welcoming the barking dog sitting on her porch.

The dog jumped her, "Max!" she barely managed to speak between the licks in the face, "Get off, you silly boy!" The dog, for once, obeyed and waited in front of the door wanting to go inside. Jesse sighed and continued walking up her steps to her newly bought home, and unlocked the front door.

Her heart still ached from the betrayal she just witnessed, and the heartbreak she endured. She walked in, closing the door behind her, totally walking past the pile of that mornings mail, that the mailman so generously brought to her front porch. After all, it was no secret that that old perverted man, liked younger women.

She shuddered in disgust, thinking of the mental image that those thoughts brought up, and she quickly banished it from her mind. She didn't want any nightmares that night. She already had enough to think about, and none of it contained old pervy men in thongs. Ew…..

Jesse looked glumly around the house, seeing how gloomy it was in there. It was so….dull. It needed someone, anyone really, to brighten up the place.

"Maybe I'll get a roommate…" She pondered that idea as she got her dog some food, and made herself a sandwich.

She thought about the joys of having a roommate. Sharing clothes, makeup, and other appliances. But, automatically, thinking of that brought up the thoughts of more money wasted on food and dirty laundry.

"It's hopeless!" speaking to Max, who happened to be the only one there to listen, "Nothing ever happens in my life anymore that gives me that thrill of…excitement." She stood from her place in front of the kitchen table, threw away her sandwich and went to get those letters that were placed on her plant stand in her house.

Jesse stopped moving at the disturbing revelation that she just happened to have. She realized that she didn't have any mail slot, so that means the mailman was inside her house. Jesse was absolutely horrified and felt like she was going to hurl right there on the plant.

She turned towards the dog, who was still in the kitchen, "Maxy?" The dog in question looked up at his name, his face still full of food, "Remind me to buy better locks for the front door, 'Kay?" The dog swallowed his food and barked. Jesse laughed, amused at how he always seemed to understand what he was saying.

She started flicking through the mail, reading each one as she went, "Bills, more bills, and a-

The amusement slowly faded away and her laughing came to an abrupt stop as she read what was on the front of the next envelope.

Smith's Grove Sanitarium for the Mentally Insane

Jesse was momentarily stunned at the realization that her mother actually sent her a birthday card. Jesse even forgot about her own birthday. The card said the same thing as any other birthday card. Happy Birthday, Hope all your dreams come true, blah blah blah. But this one also said something different, in my mothers naturally fancy scrawl it read: I need your help, sweetie. It's been so lonely since you've moved, could you come down and help me with some of the patients down here at Smith's Grove? I would greatly appreciate it. Besides all that, I think you will enjoy meeting one of the patients. You and him have something in common. His name is Michael, what a common name for a very uncommon man. You'll know what I mean when you meet him, talk to you later! Love ya!

-Sarah Newman.

For anyone who has started reading my other story, I deeply apologized for not updating. I've had some major upheaval happening in my family and its almost like we've been on a rollercoaster ride. Death in the family, and school, etc….. So thanks to you all who haven't given me any bad reviews and have actually been liking my story so far.

For this story, however, I will be having a Beta Reader, so I give ALL my thanks to our very own awesome Halloween FF writer YolandaFriella! WOO! -cue outrageous clapping and cheering- Thank you for taking the time out of your own writing to beta mine. I strongly and greatly appreciate that.

Also if you ever review, I will be putting your name down on my thank you list, before the chapter goes starts! So….REVIEW!

P.S. sorry this chapter was short! I was in the middle of babysitting someone's house and kids so…yea.