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Garland winced as Miss Amy bandaged up his face, Bryan seemed to have cut open the side of his mouth with his nails. He should really tell Miss Amy to cut them, they are pretty deadly. She seemed to be rambling on how Bryan didn't mean it, but he honestly didn't believe her. He had seen Bryan's eyes after Miss Amy had put a needle in him and he settled down slightly. They were filled with hate, anger, sadness, and fear. Hate of the deed he had done to the Blitzkrieg Boys, anger probably because he doesn't want him here, sadness… Garland hasn't figured that out yet. Yet, it's the fear that had caught him unguarded, he couldn't tell whether Bryan feared him and what Garland could do to him, or if he was scared of allowing Garland into his life.

"Garland." Amy pulled sharply on a bandage she was putting across his waist after Bryan had nearly broken a rib. Garland flinched and muttered a small 'Ouch', and looked up to look at her. She shook her head. "Have you heard even a single word that I have said, or were you too busy thinking about something?" Garland couldn't tell what she meant as her face seemed to brighten to a colourful red and her smile looked too devious.

"I'm not sure what you mean, but yes I was thinking of something." Garland then frowned slightly in her direction. His pains were getting slightly worse, but it's not like he could do anything, and it seemed they didn't allow medication in this facility. He saw Miss Amy stutter an apology and continued wrapping. Garland looked up at the ceiling and gripped his knee. He could hear the voice now, taunting him in his head.

"Garland stay with me now." Garland shook his head and shook lightly. He could practically feel the drugs entering his system. He needed them, he needed something now! He felt like he was dying.

I need it, it's part of my system now, part of my blood! They can't just take that away from me! I need it! I need to clear my head, I don't want to remember, I don't want to listen anymore! I want to feel free!

Amy chewed on her lip thoughtfully, they had never had anyone who was addicted to any drugs. At least none that had been taking it so hard like Garland is, it seems like he depended on them. She had to do something, but she knew that she just couldn't give him any painkillers, it was against their policy codes. Amy watched as Garland started to shake violently, she picked up the phone on the wall and dialled Chile's number.

Bryan stared quietly at the wall, there wasn't much else that he could do in his position. It wasn't like he was allowed to go outside, he needed that girl for that, but she was off tending to Garlands wounds. Stupid Garland… Why did he have to be here? Bryan breathed in heavily and held his head in his hands and shook his head softly. Something was wrong, why would Tala even Kai allow Garland to be here while he was? Did he do something wrong? Was he being punished?

No, I hadn't done anything wrong, had I?

No, I hadn't, this was just some sort of mistake, some sort of … problem that I have to learn how to face on my own.

My own. Without Tala, Spencer, or Ian, but how? How do I overcome something that was able to quickly overcome us in one beybattle? So how am I supposed to handle him… by myself?

Alone.

Bryan banged his head on the wall and opened his eyes to once again to look over the pale white room. Amy said his punishment is going to paint the room, Bryan didn't mind really. The room needed some color in it, he just didn't really know what color to do. There were so many different colors in front of him, he was sure that he couldn't even name half of them. All the lids were open and spread in a nice little line, all color coded so that he was able to see which section was which. He was only allowed to pick 3 though.

But it's not like she's watching me at the moment, and besides this room really needs a major change.

Bryan picked up the first can and spun it around with the handle. Little drops of the sky blue dripped onto the floor. Bryan smiled. He knew exactly what he was going to paint, he'll just need to make sure he didn't get caught until he was done.

Amy strutted around the room, she had just tied Garland down so that he would stop lashing out at her. Apparently the other detox lab had 'forgotten' to tell herself and Doctor Chile that Garland can get quite vicious when he wanted his drugs. Right now he was breathing harshly and glaring at them with half lidded eyes. Amy thought he looked like pure blood thirsty animal, it didn't help that he was lashing out against the restraints and howling in his pain. Amy shivered as each howl pierced through her mind as it echoed off the silent walls.

"Garland, sir, please, you need to calm down, you aren't being rational." Garland just kissed at her quietly and stopped restraining, he was too tired to do anything more. He had spent most of his energy tugging. He glanced around the room lazily, it was a small white room with just a bed and a small dresser. He groaned inwardly, he hoped Bryan was doing a good paint job back in their little room. He hated the color white.

"Garland?" Garland looked up scornfully up at the man, he was holding a small orange cup in one hand and in the other was a set of pills, which he assumed was either sleeping pills or they were painkillers. He was hoping he didn't need to take any of them, but he knew that they were going to make him.. The pills were put onto the dresser drawer along with the glass of water. He stared solemnly at the objects; he growled lightly and glared at the doctor. Doctor Chiles sighed and shook his head, he can see already just by looking at Garland that he had several bruises on his body, along with severe insomnia appearing in the eyes. It has also looked like Garland hasn't eaten in quite some time, he'll have to get some of that tube stuff from the hospital down the road.

"I… do-don't want any!" Garland screamed harshly choking slightly, his voice seemed really dry and raw, he needed water. He looked over at the dresser drawer and coughed loudly. "W-wa…ter." Doctor Chiles nodded his head and moved over to the drawer, and he put the pills into the water and shook the glass. Garland started shaking his head rapidly he didn't want the pill; he lashed out once again at the straps that were keeping him down. It didn't do much though as Amy came around and took the glass from Chiles, Chiles then proceeded to hold on Garlands head and push on the jaw so that it would keep the jaw open. Garland let out a strangled growl before the water was poured down his throat. Chiles let go of him and watched him splutter up some of the water, the pills however were in Garland however and will take effect in a few minutes.

"We should probably leave him now, before he gets out of the straps."

"He'll be asleep by then, we should go check on Bryan though, and something tells me that he has made a huge mess." Amy sighed and closed the door behind her when they walked out of the room, she might as well go get the bucket and the cloth rags for Bryan, because she sure as hell wasn't going to wash the walls with her new kitten heels.

Bryan glanced slightly around the room, Amy wasn't going to be very happy with him, but he personally thought he added personality to the room. He nodded and laid down on his mattress and looked up at the black ceiling, he had tried to make the ceiling look like a black clear night. The whole top of the ceiling was black, he had to stack up the paint cans to make a ladder, and then he took the white and the paint brush and just flung the paintbrush up at the ceiling but still holding onto the brush. It created a white speckled effect, which to him looked like a bunch of stars blinking in the night.

The wall with the door was a series of green splashed across; he could clearly define each of the paint strokes and all the little speckles, to him it kind of reminded him of a forest. He had also taken the brown paint and done a few straight vertical strokes in different places to give it kind of a woody effect. He looked up as his starry sky leaked into the forest below it. He smiled in his mind; all it needed now was a falcon… and maybe a griffin.

He turned his head to the left slightly and glanced at his wall, his wall because the other wall was Garlands, which was left blank. He didn't really know what to put onto Garland's wall; he didn't know the other very well.

Back to his wall though, he had chosen a dark royal purple, which filled the whole wall, he had added orange and yellow together with a little white to make a nice soft golden color which bordered his wall with little textures in it. In the middle of his wall there were splashes of some ice blue and white. It reminded him somewhat of Tala, except after he put that on there he threw the yellow can at the wall and then the black can at the wall. Now there was this big black spot with an outline of yellow dripping onto the floor, it looked like a leaking eclipse with soft little ice blue clouds somewhere behind it.

The wall behind him was simply the rest of the colors that he didn't use, which was about ten different colors, all the colors were splashed, stroked, spun, dotted and smudged on the wall. Making it look like a art room had completely exploded on him, which it kind of did. The only colors that were really left is the white, which he really didn't want to use.

He loved, or what he thinks is love, the floor the best though, all the colors on the wall had leaked onto the floor to create little puddles of color, which had already dried so it was really pretty, to see all the colors mixed in with one another. The center of the room was still white, along with Garland's wall.

Bryan laid back and closed his eyes tightly, he wasn't used to this much emotion in one day, he had gone from calm, to happy, to scared, and angry all within the span of the six hours. He shivered slightly, it had become cold again in this room, he had written a note to Amy to fix the heater but apparently she hadn't of listened to him.

"Bryan!" Speak of the devil, Bryan sat up on his elbows and gazed lazily over at Amy who had just burst through his door, which was a vibrant pink color. He almost laughed at her face, which was a mix of shock and pure anger. She looked around the room slowly, and cautiously. He could just see her little wheels turning in her head. "What did you do?!"

Bryan blinked slowly and reached under the mattress for his white board and his washable marker.

'I made the room colorful.' He blinked innocently and settled back down into his mattress, maybe after all of this she could give him a pillow, he can't sleep very well without one.

"I can see that Bryan! I told you to only use three colors though! You used up every damn can!" Amy glared parentally at Bryan, she can't believe that he would go and do such a thing like this, okay, well maybe she can, but still!

'Doesn't it look good though, and Garland will like it.' Amy blinked. Was Bryan caring about Garland? She looked over to Garlands bed and then to his wall, which was still the color white. She sighed, maybe it was just too early to think that he would care about Garland now. After all he just got here.

"You do know what this means don't you?" Bryan frowned and shook his head in confusion. "You are going to scrub all of these walls, and then I'M, me, going to paint it. Since you did such a horrible job." Amy put her hands on her hips and stared down at Bryan.

'Is that so? I would love to see you make me.' Amy could feel her patience beginning to crumble, Bryan was having one of those days where he feels like pissing everyone off the worst way possible.

"I'm going to go out of the room, go check on Garland, and when I come back here I will have a sponge and soap n' water, and you will scrub these damn walls!" With that Amy turned around and slammed the door behind her and stalked down the hall.

Bitch.

A small creak from the door however, alerted to Bryan that the door had opened on the hard slam, and his now slightly ajar. A tiny smirk came onto Bryans face as he got up from his mattress and opened the door fully.

Amy stomped her way into her room and jumped onto her bed and screamed into her pillow, Bryan always makes her feel so angry and frustrated, no matter what he did, he always managed to push all of her buttons and make the rest of her day miserable. She looked at her wall absentmindedly, she remembered when he first got here, he had hit her so hard she had thought he had broken her jaw, which, thank god, he didn't.

Then there was the time when they had first taken him outside, she had taken her eyes off of him for less than a minute to watch a bird fly over head, and the next thing she knew he was no where in sight and the gate to the mansion was open and swinging. It had taken a whole police force and a couple hundred people to find him. When they did he had promptly spat in her face.

She doesn't remember a single time where her and Bryan had ever had a good time together. A whole good year and she has never remembered that boy smiling, he's either frowning of some sort or has some sort of smirk on his face.

A buzzing sound alerted her to the time, she had been in her room for over a hour now, she quickly got up and ran down the hall to Garlands room, she was supposed to have put him into his and Bryan's room over an hour ago. Dr. Chile will not be happy with her. She stopped off half way to Garlands room to retrieve a bucket of soap water and a big yellow sponge. She then walked quietly and quickly down to Garlands room, she put her supplies by the door and opened it.

"Hello Miss Amy." She smiled widely, he seemed to be perfectly alright. He was sitting up in his bed, smiling softly and looking at her nicely. She checked his pulse and his forhead to make sure he didn't have a fever.

"Hello, Garland, I am so sorry that I am late. You haven't been up for long have you?" Garland shook his head lightly and Amy undid the straps on his arms and legs. He stretched out and stood up and they both walked over to the door. She picked up the cleaning supplies and started down the hall with Garland.

"What's with the cleaning supplies?" Amy laughed loudly and shook her head, Garland is going to freak when he see's the room.

"Well you see, as a punishment, we had Bryan paint the room that you guys will be staying in. I guess I must have put in too many colors, for the whole room looks like an art museum." She laughed lightly. Garland nodded and pushed the elevator button. He wasn't really sure what to think, he just hoped that Bryan did a good job painting his side of the bed.

The elevator door opened and the walked down the hall silently. Their footsteps echoed in the small hallway. Garland looked at all of the different pictures that were hanging on the walls.

"Where is the Doctor?" Amy sighed and slumped forward slightly. Yes, it was the Doctors fault that she had such a bad day.

"Well, it had been a long time since he had a vacation so he told me he was going to go spend the day with his family." Garland nodded and Amy took out her keys so they could unlock the door to the boys rooms. Garland however stopped and stared at a portrait on the wall. Amy recognized it immediately. "That's Voltaire, you see Chile's and I had worked in the Abbey, creating the perfect soldiers and healing them when they were… broken per say. Now we work for Kai Hiwatari himself. That would be his grandfather."

"They look nothing alike." Amy just shrugged and tugged lightly on Garlands arm.

"Come on Garland, I'm sure Bryan is just dying to see you again." Garland scoffed and offered a small smile as they rounded the corner. It was then that Amy dropped the sponge and bucket. He stared at her curiously before looking ahead. The door to his and Bryan's room was open slightly.

Garland stared at the door he then walked slowly before running to go open the door, dreading what he would find, or rather what he wouldn't. He opened the door carefully and peered in side. On Bryan's bed was a well written note.

'Just try and catch me.'

Okay honestly who guessed that Bryan was gonna escape?

I did. Thanks for all of the reveiws you guys! haha. Sorry this chapter was soo late! I'll make sure to start on the next one a.s.a.p.

Reviews are quite welcomed.