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I wake up to my head pounding when I blink my eyes open. The light from the window blinds me when I looked up and I instantly shut my eyes closed. What happened? Where am I? I sit up gradually from my laid position and take my head in my hands and open my eyes away from the window. I was in a small room with a bed and a closet-sized bathroom to my left. The walls were plain white and two chairs with a table in the corner. There were bars on the window and another door which I speculated led out of wherever I was.
I get up from the twin-sized bed I was on and preside towards the door to investigate further. I jiggled the handle but it was locked. What the hell was going on? There's a small window looking out the door but there wasn't much to make from it, it was just an empty hallway. Getting frustrated I try the handle again before turning to look out the barred window. As suspected, nothing but trees could be seen along with a metal fence off in the distance.
I was locked up and I had no recollection of how. It was now that I noticed the bracelet on my wrist. I bring it closer to my face so I can read it, it has my full name and how long I've been here. 2017. That made absolutely no sense whatsoever. I sit back down on the bed deterred that I couldn't recall anything. I close my eyes and try to remember the last thing I was doing. My mind was hazy and it was hard to make sense of anything that traversed in my mind. Then it hit me like a brick, Summer. My eyes shoot open and I jump up, Brad got away with her, but that still doesn't explain why I'm here...
The door opening draws my attention and I stand once again. I gape at the man before me and take in his appearance. There was no way in hell I believed that I was locked up in an institution, even if he had a coat and a name badge. He looks up at me and acts surprised to see me looking straight at him, I cock my head in confusion waiting for him to start the conversation.
"I'm Dr. Murphy. Do you know where you are?" He asks grabbing one of the chairs and sits. He waves his hand to the chair next to him but I stay standing.
"No." I say and he positions his clipboard down on the table.
"You're at Grove Garden Psychiatric Institution." He pauses to gauge my reaction before pulling a pen out and writing down something. "Do you know why you're here?" What was the purpose of this?
"I was kidnapped! I DO NOT BELONG HERE!" I yell, my anger getting the best of me. "He has Summer! I have to save her!" I start panicking at the thought of anything happening to her. Was she safe? Was she alive still? He went through all this trouble to get back at her and dragged me in the middle of it. He must've been planning this for a while...
"Do you believe all that to be true?" He remains calm and my head pounds worse.
"We're supposed to get married today!" I step forward gripping the top of the chair. "This isn't right!"
"Summer is dead, she died five years ago." He states as if I'm supposed to know this information. I want nothing more than to jump over the table and attack him for saying that. I knew she was alive, I just saw her. Kissed her.
"She's alive, we just got back together!" I grab my head as the pain builds more. "DAMMIT!" My grib on the chair leaves my knuckle white.
"You've been in here for four years now." He starts and looks down at the clipboard. "We took you in right after you graduated."
"That's not possible!" I slam my hands on the table but the noise doesn't affect him one bit. "There's no reasonable explanation to why I'm here right now besides the fact that you guys kidnapped me!" I laugh at the stupidity of this situation. What game was this guy playing? Did they really think I'd buy into this? Outrageous.
"You're a danger to yourself, that's why you're in here."
"BULLSHIT!" I push the chair next to him over in angst. I wasn't a danger to anything!
He reaches a hand into his pocket and pulls out a button and pushes it. Another person enters the room immediately wearing scrubs and holding a needle close to their side and I want to laugh and cry at the same time. This was way out of hand.
"Don't come near me!" I step back warning the newcomer.
"Bryson, calm down." Dr. Murphy stands up slowly with his hands up. "We're just trying to help."
"By telling me lies!?" I assert back at him, I refused to believe anything he was telling me. How could my 'delusions' be so vivid and physical? They lasted years! It doesn't add up! "It makes no sense!" Dr. Murphy steps closer to me and I lean my back against the wall.
"I have to do this for everyone's safety." I can see them pass the needle and I close my eyes giving up. There was nowhere else to run, I could make a run for the bathroom but that would be cornering myself again. I doubted the door locked and even if it did, they would certainly be able to unlock it.
"Fuck you." I spit at him and he stabs me in the arm. I can feel myself being put under again and I try to resist but it's of no use. How was I going to break out of this hell? Summer, I hope you're okay wherever you are... I'm coming as soon as I can.
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