she struggles hardly with him. " Let go of me!"

he yells out " hey someone get clara back to her room please "

she screams and does it again, before stumbling through the gate and starts to run

he runs out and gets her round the waist and lifts her up and carries her back in " Clara stop this"

" No! " She screams and hits him, trying to break free.

he carries her back into her room and closes and locks her door and puts her on the bed

She hits the door with her fists, crying

"Clara please stop this you know your not going to be let out anymore ok"

" I want to go outside! Let me go outside! " She carries on for hours and when someone brings their dinner she tries to open her door.

he frowns and finally gets annoyed and grabs her and sits her on the bed " do you want me to leave Clara " he says sternly

she shakes heavily, tears rolling down her cheeks " If you want to leave then go!"

" no no of course I don't but if you keep acting like this they will kick me out!"

she pushes him back and rushes to the door again

he sighs " Clara your not getting out and you never will if you keep this up"

" Shut up! " A nurse comes in and talks quietly to him " Shall I calm her down?"

he nods " yes please "

" Clara, dear." she carefully steps close to her, pulls an arm around her and injects her " That's it.." Clara whimpers and her eyes fall shut as she gets carried to bed.

he sighs and sits in a chair by her bed and holds her hand as she sleeps

" I'll leave you some of these." She hands him some needles and pills and a key for the room.

he nods " ok thank you"

" You're welcome.! " The nurse leaves them

he sighs and strokes Clara's hair then slowly takes the camera out of her jacket and looks at the photos

after a while she moves and starts to wake up " Hmmh.."

" hey hey Clara it's ok it's ok " he talks to her gently

" Stay away from me! " she shuffles away

" hey come on I'm sorry but it was for the best you know that"

" No, the best would've been to let me go!"

" ok you got out what next what would you have done?"

" I would've been free! "

" yeah and you wouldn't have had any money any clothes no phone nothing and look...your not in the best condition right now"

" Would you stop talking now? Thank you!"

he sighs bad tries to cheer her up " do you want me to get these photos on your wall"

" No. " she turns away, wrapping the blanket around herself

he sighs and strokes her hair softly Her stomach rumbles and she gazes down at the floor.