WARNING: very disturbing writing! Sickly voices, clawing at people, trying to kill && attacking your girlfriend O.O
Chapter Eighteen: Clawing (Eli's POV)
Shouts. Pleas. Strapped down. Biting. Clawing. Injections. Mentally Unstable. "His name is Elijah Goldsworthy. He's sixteen years old and is a schizophrenic. He's mentally unstable." I am mentally unstable. "Buckle him down on the gurney and put a muzzle on his face.. He's been known to bite." I'm a bitter. "Is his hands buckled down well? He tends to claw his eyes out when angry. Tend to his eye wound, Rachel." It's to stop the figures. I can't look at them.. Why can't they believe me. "Give him his injection! NOW! He's trying to claw at me! How did he get out of those straps! Doug I told you to STRAP HIM DOWN! Elijah stop!" How did I manage to free my hands? I'm always one step ahead of poor Doug here. Keep that as a mental note Doug. "Thank goodness for you Rachel. Without your expertise, the crazy one might have killed me here." I heard that.. Dumb bastard. I'll give you something to run for at the hospital jerk.
Alone. Do I deserve this? It's Julia's fault. I told her leave.. I've been telling her to leave for the past weeks.. But she continues to haunt me. Now she took the body of the girl I love.. Why? There was a knock on my door. "Elijah? You have visitors. Are you mentally ready for them?" My nurse, Rachel asked. I gritted my teeth. Mentally ready. I hated it when they used that term on me. I was mentally ready.. At the moment. Just wait in a couple of hours.. I'll have Rachel wish that she took the other job offer for the elderly. "Yes Rachel." I said. "Yes what Elijah?" Rachel said, I gritted my teeth again. "Yes Rachel.. I'm mentally ready." I said with annoyance. The door opened and there stood Adam, Fiona and Jenna. But no Clare.. "Why are you guys here?" I asked, confusement playing on my insane face. "We wanted to see you, Eli." Fiona said. She took steps forward towards me, Jenna was taking reluctant steps, Adam stood where he was, concerned for Fiona. "Fi.. You don't know-" Adam interjected, Fiona shot him a particularly nasty look. "I don't know about being crazy Adam? I do too know. You know what I've been through. Now be there for Eli." Fiona sneered. I stared wide eyed at Adam, he sighed and took a place by Jenna. Fiona took a seat by me and smiled. "I'd hold your hand and tell you that everything's okay.. But they strapped your hands down and nothing's okay." Fiona said, straight out. I smiled. "Thanks for saying it straight out Fiona. I appreciate that." Fiona smiled and patted my shoulder, causing a flinch. She drew her hand back and left it in her lap. "Eli.. What were you saying about my baby?" Jenna asked quietly, she was behind Fiona now. Her hands cradling her baby, her look unsure. "I saw disturbing things Jenna. Nothing big to worry about. It was my mind playing tricks on me." I said. Jenna breathed a sigh of relief and cooed. "It's okay Bethany. Uncle Eli was just seeing things." I stared at her oddly. "Bethany?" I said. Jenna nodded and smiled. "Doctors said it was a girl. I decided to name her Bethany. Is it a good name?" Jenna asked, her smile straying. I nodded. "Bethany's a beautiful name, Jenna. Just please tell me your giving her the Middleton name. Nothing after the father?" I questioned. Jenna giggled and nodded. "Bethany Margaret Middleton." Jenna cooed and rubbed her stomach which suddenly growled. "Want me to take you to the Cafeteria?" Fiona offered. Jenna nodded. "Is that okay Eli? I know we just got here." I saved her off. "Feed Bethany. I'll be okay here with.. Adam." I said, taking a pause before Adam's name. Fiona bent forward to kiss both my cheeks in a goodbye gesture and Jenna gave a quick awkward hug. I looked over at Adam who was standing quite far away. "I don't bite Adam.. At least not now." I mumbled. Adam took steps forwards and sighed. "I'm sorry Eli." Adam said. I could see the tears well up in his blue eyes. I sighed feeling the guilt wrench in my stomach. "Get rid of the un worthy." A sickly voice echoed in Eli's mind. Eli winced. "You okay Eli?" Adam asked, he drew a step closer, a hand out stretched in a way to help. My teeth were clenched. "He's unworthy Eli.. Why have such a dirty friend." The sickly voice whispered. I held back and scream and looked at Adam. "Get away from me.. It's unhealthy.. I feel one coming on." I grunted. I balled my fists and winced as the sickly voice entered my mind again "Use your strength. Claw his face.. Bite his arm.. Kill him.." I screamed and tried desperately to pull my arms from the straps. Adam had a frightened look on his face. "He's not your friend Eli.. He's the enemy. Kill him." and with that.. I turned my rough head at his quivering figure and switched like a light switch.. I was insane.
"LET ME GO! I HAVE TO KILL HIM!" I screamed full force on my throat. I could feel pressure on my eyes. Feel veins breaking at my screaming. People who wanted to kill me were pushing me down. Why would they do that? I looked around hungrily. I had to find him. Adam. I had to kill him. With everything in my will. I had to kill him. Then just as they start to shout at me and push me down, the list of things I did start to roll. Clawing. Kicking. Biting. Punching. Screaming. Injected. Angry. Mentally unstable. "He's trying to claw at himself! Stop him!" What idiot would stop that? I need to claw at myself.. Feel the flesh be torn open and feel the cool air and be infected. "Watch out Rachel! He almost kicked you!" Well maybe if the full throttle bitch got out of my way I wouldn't kick her. I needed to get at him.. To kill him. "Where the hell is that muzzle? He's starting to bit again! Dammit! He just bit me!" Of course I bit you. Stop treating me like an animal.. I need no muzzle. The needle entered yet again and the feeling of being relaxed overcame me. I felt just like I did when I smoked pot with Julia.. We were thirteen and just tried it out. Julia. I could see her now. She's been watching me. Smiling down at me. Reaching her hand out. Saying for me to join her in the afterlife. Every will in my body wanted to say yes.. But my heart held me down. If Clare's alive.. Than so am I.
"Is he awake?" A soft voice asked. "Possibly. Who knows. Elijah likes to sleep whenever he pleases, he does it to make me angry." An angry voice, most likely Rachel's said. The soft voice giggled. "Sounds like him. Am I safe being in here with him?" "Mhm. He's strapped down by doubles and we gave him a high dose of medication. He should be good for another three hours." Rachel said before swiftly leaving the room with the click of her heels. Hesitant steps walked towards me. "Eli? If you can hear me.. Can you wake up?" The soft voice asked. I mentally sighed and opened my eyes. "Happy." I mumbled. I stared into Clare's ocean eyes. "So you finally decided to visit me.. That's nice of you." I said. Clare sighed. "I'm sorry Eli. I've been under tremendous pressure." I scoffed. "At least you don't have a angry voice telling you to kill your best friend." "How are you?" Clare asked. "Dandy. I've been cooped up in this ugly ass room, for the past two days, I've been having episodes, oh and I've been clawing at myself. How about you, Clare?" I said sarcastically. Clare didn't say anything as she eyed the bandage wrapped around both forearms. I looked like Wesley Beckencamp when he broke both of his arms. "Does it hurt?" Clare whispered. "I don't feel anything during the episodes. I just feel anger." I admitted. "Oh." Clare said. There was this awkward silence between us. "You're not here for a nice chit chat, eh?" I asked, looking up at her. Clare shook her head. "I think we need a break." Clare murmured. Before I knew it, the straps were broken and I was attacking Clare.
Dramatic episode. Eli's gone full throttle crazy and now he's attacking Clare :/. Poor freaking everybody, except Fiona :D. THANKS so much for the reviews! They make me happy!
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