I've been getting a lot of reviews and thanks to all of you for that. Here's another chapter. By the way I'll be submitting chapters a bit slower than usual and for those who care my bf cheated on me cause after I broke up with him 2 minutes later he had another girl as his girlfriend on facebook and that had me pissed. It was even 2 hours after school got out. Ugh I hate love life that's why I stick with fanfiction. As well as being bi from time to time. Girls are so understanding. Anyway on with the story. Important!: I am getting surgery on my back June 24 so I'll be out of town for a couple days but I want to ask people who know about it or even ask your parents does getting your disk shaven hurt when you wake up from back surgery? Cause I saw a video of it and I'm scared. =(

Disclaimer: I only own Amy.

"Your body." he whispered in my ear. I screamed and screamed but it was no use since his hand covered my mouth. I tried to push him off but he was too strong. His hands roamed my body as he closed his eyes in pleasure from the feel of it.

In this distraction I bit his hand and he pulled it away with an 'ouch'. I screamed and this time I was heard. The orderlies rushed in and pulled him off me restraining him while Dr. Trent. "Now do you see why I call them animals." he said. I pushed him away from me and straightened out my dress.

"That's not an animal!" I yelled pointing at Ryan causing him to stop struggling and look at me in shock. "That is someone who needs help and I want to help him." the room went silent everyone was speechless.

"Fine. He's going to be your only patient while you're here. You talk with him every day. Your in charge of him." "Fine then first things first. Get that cage off his head, give him a room with sunlight, and give him proper clothes. You've been taking away his freedom for far too long. I'll see you tomorrow." and with that I marched out of the room, grabbed my clothes and went home.

*The next day*

I woke up to a bright Sunday morning. I quickly did my morning activities and got dressed in my uniform I picked up some things like a nail file, a new brush, scissors, and some hand lotion then headed to the asylum. Today is the day I show Ryan that I can treat him like a normal being.

When I arrived I went to Dr. Trent's office and got the new room number Ryan was in and directions then I was on my way with his breakfast and the items I brought. When I got there with an orderly I knocked on the door and use the key Dr. Trent gave me to open it and I walked in.

The room was much brighter then his last one because he had a window. The bed and toilet were in the same place only they were cleaner. The walls weren't padded and he was in a regular outfit. His head cage gone. He was gazing out the window with a small smile on his face.

"You know I haven't seen the sun in 3 years until now. Thank you." he said.

"It's no problem. I'm going to do all I can to help you. I brought your breakfast and I get to spend a couple hours with you." I said with a smile. He came over and ate his toast and milk quickly. "Funny they usually give me leftovers that look like slop." he said with distaste. He went back over to his bed, drew his knees to his chest, and continued to look out the window.

I went and sat next to him and his smile disappeared and he tensed again then glared at me. "Why did you come back? Why are you doing this?" he asked. "I told you I want to help you. And I shall. Everyone deserves a second chance." I went back to the cart and got my bag then sat back next to him. He never took his eyes off me.

"Oh yeah just so you can get a good fuck huh?" he said licking his lips. I took out the wooden brush with bristles on it and the scissors and hit the top of his head with the brush. Hard. "Ouch! What the hell was that for." "For being rude to someone trying to help you. Not all women are a whore. Some of them don't have a choice." he scoffed. "Yeah sure."

"It's true. I had a friend who was a whore back in her day and she said she had to do it because her mother was sick and they had no money. She needed to take care of her family. She did those things out of love. She told me she wanted to take it all back and do something else. But it was already too late. Don't judge a book by a cover Ryan. Now turn around."

"Why?" "So I can fix your hair. It must be a bother." he did as he was told and I began brushing the knots out of his hair without hurting him. "What's that mean?" he asked. "What?" "'Never judge a book by it's cover.' what's that mean?" "You'll learn in due time." I told him.

When I was done brushing his hair I grabbed the scissors and cut it to just past his shoulders and used a hair tie to tie it up. "There now you look like a regular gentlemen." he scoffed again. "I said look like not are. But you will be soon. Now lets do something about those nails." I looked at them and they looked all ridged and a bit sharp.

I grabbed the nail file and gently grabbed one of his hands. He tensed up. I began to file each nail. One by one until they all looked back to normal. He looked at them and smiled. "They don't hurt as much." he said. I got my hand lotion and grabbed his hands and put a little bit on them then got some of my own.

He looked at me confused. "Rub it in. It'll make your skin healthier and softer." I told him while rubbing mine in. He did the same only more slow. I put all my stuff away and back on the cart. And grabbed a notebook and pencil, which was just invented to make writing easier. "Now what do you want to talk about we have about 2 hours left."

He was silent. "It's ok you can trust me." he looked down then began on how he got here. His mother was a local whore that abused him to no end when she got home. She told him everyday he was a mistake.

She made him so mad he killed her and ran away living on the streets at age 18. He soon heard about 'Jack the Ripper' and was inspired by him. So he began to kill girls. Pretty soon he was raping AND killing them. He couldn't help it. Then at age 19 he realized something was wrong. He confessed to his crimes and committed himself her willingly. But he never liked it here. He missed being outside. Seeing other people. Seeing clouds and flowers. And everything else. He was here for 3 years in the basement before I came along.

An hour and a half passed by when he was done talking. I was speechless. I felt so sad. He was glaring at the floor. I stood up. Putting the notebook in my bag, picking it up and putting the strap around my shoulder. I went back to Ryan with a determined face. I held out my hand to him. "Come on." he looked at my hand confused then at me. "Where?"

He asked. "Outside." I replied. He took it cautiously. I pulled him up and unlocked the door keeping my hand in his in a tight grip. "Come on." I told both the orderly and Ryan. The orderly whose name I believe was Jason. Was glancing nervously at Ryan who in turn was glaring at him. "Ryan stop. He's only doing his job." I commanded. Ryan glared one last time before keeping his eyes on me as we maneuvered our way through the halls.

We soon came to the doors that led to a small area in the asylum with tall walls. I led Ryan outside. He blocked his eyes from the sunlight with his arm before he took it away and gazed around in wonder. I held his hand in both of mine as he looked around. There were other patients around, but were all male since this is the male wing, walking in the garden where there were radiant flowers, reading books they brought with them, sitting under a tree taking a nap, or playing chess on the stone tables.

I guided Ryan over to the small pathway that went around the garden. He used his fingers to feel the flowers. He suddenly smirked and picked a daisy. Then turned to me. "For you my lady." he said smiling. "Why thank you my good sir." I said with a little curtsy still holding his hand in case he tried to run. Rules are rules but I enjoyed holding it. I put the daisy in my hair.

We continued on with Jason a little ways behind us. He then walked up to us. "I'm sorry miss Swafft but it's lunch time and we have to get him in his cell. Ryan frowned and glared at Jason. "Oh alright. We'll come back tomorrow Ryan. It's ok." I told him. He looked surprised for a moment then smiled.

We took him back to his cell and gave him his lunch. "Unfortunately I have to leave. But I'll be back tomorrow. Would like me to bring anything?" I asked before I left. "Your smile." he said with a small smirk. I laughed. "Will do." with that I left and made my way home. I stopped by the book shop and got a couple books for Ryan. Then stopped and got some fruit for myself.

When I got home and continue to do my normal activities and pretty soon it was sunset. I had a quick bath and changed into my night gown. Then laid in bed and fell asleep waiting for the next day.

Hope you liked this chapter. R&R please.