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Beautiful Insanity.
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Michael Ray Bennett [3] Psychologist just starting out his new and prestigious career.
Nyla Lennox [2] "What's the point of trying to change anyones mind, they don't want to belive what they can't explain."
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Nyla sat in her padded room, that had become more like a prison. It was torture staring at the same, bright white padded walls day in and day out. Sleeping was early impossible in the bright white room, not to mention how bad her insomnia had gotten. She was lucky if she slept for more then and hour every other day.
Her medication, plus her lack of sleep had turned her into nothing short of a zombie. She laid flat on her back, looking up at the boring white of her ceiling, spacing out. She was too exhausted to slip into her world, but too scared to let herself fall asleep, because she didn’t want to face her nightmares.
She sighed as her eyes grew heavier, but she fought off sleep, she knew she should just give in, but she was too stubborn. She heard voices outside her electric security code, locked door. The voices were too low to make out what they were saying, but they were definitely arguing.
She smirked, she knew they were fighting over who would have to come into her room and deal with her. She was having her monthly mental evaluation and she was apparently meeting her new therapist. Finally a soft knock at her door brought her from her thoughts, before one of the younger male nurses, pooped his head in, before walking all the way into the room, closing the door behind him.
She didn’t miss the anxious look in his eyes or the way his hands shook as he wrote down a few notes on his clipboard. She rolled her eyes as she sat up, pulling her knees to her chest, keeping her piercing blue eyes on him.
“Why don’t you just write down the answers for me.” She smirked wickedly, her voice raspy “You and I both know I’m crazy.” She whispered darkly.
He took a breath, shaking his head as he collected himself. “I…I have to evaluate you.” He said in a shaky voice.
“I see dead people, I’d love to rip your beautiful beating heart from your chest, and yes…I do want to kill myself.” She said flashing him her scared wrists, with an eerie smirk. “Now, put the straight jacket on me and take me to talk about my feelings.” She said holding his eyes and he nodded nervously as he slipped back out of the room.
Once the door clicked shut behind the nurse, Nyla sighed. If they really knew why she acted the way she did, maybe people wouldn’t be so scared of her. She closed her eyes for a long moment, trying to clear her head.
“Good going Nyla…scared the shit out of that poor guy.” His voice made her smirk and she opened her eyes to see Dodger leaning coolly against the door. “Maybe you should give this new guy a chance.” He shrugged “Not freak him out.” He smirked.
“No.” she said plainly “He’ll be just like the rest of them.” She said running her fingers through her hair. “The sooner he gives up, the better.” She shrugged.
"You can't smoke in here sir," says a fidgety young nurse whose nametag reads Nathaniel.
Michael hadn't barely noticed the small white stick of tobacco or the lighter being twirled restlessly between dry hands. A gathering of persperation breaks free from his hairline, to seconds later be wiped off by a silk cloth. Today he's meeting his charge, the first of what he hopes to be many here at Giroux.
"Sorry," Says Michael in an off hand way. Dismissing the nurse with a curl of smoke to chase him from the office. It isn't his, not yet. But since he's on a trial run they are allowing him to use it for the time being. "Oh, uh, sir they're bringing Nyla Lennox in soon." Says Nathaniel as he reappears at the door, relaying his earlier forgotten message.
Ah, Michael had assumed this to be so. Others had warned him over the course of his settling in that she would be difficult. A patient that went beyond the normal radius of mentally ill. Others before had quit because of her many oddities, and the ever changing array of diagnosed illnesses.
"Noted, please leave me in peace. " Michael dismisses the man airily.
These things only fed the curiosity burning deep inside of Michael. The deep obsessions of his heart. He wants - no - he needs to know more about the afflictions this poor young woman faces.
He grinds the last of the cigarette into a glass tray, watching intently the smoke that curls upward from the remainder of the extinguished cherry. She would be there soon, for an evaluation. And finally he would get to sate the hunger of his over abundant curiosity. Finally, he would be allowed to do his job as he wishes.
An older man came in the room causing Dodger to evaporate like smoke. Nyla sighed, the old man was the only person in the entire hospital that treated her like she was normal, so she tired her best not to control herself around him, considering he was more or less in his late seventies.
“Miss Lennox.” He said with a happy crooked smile. “I got your meds for you.” He said handing them to her with a break proof cup of water.
The pills were to make her less combative so that during her evaluation, she was more likely to stay calm. He slipped back out of the room to finish his job as two big guys came in, they reminded her of the body guards her father used to hire to protect her.
Immediately the pills took effect making her a little more drowsy, then normal and they caused her body to relax.
“Alright no funny business Lennox.” One of the men said and she rolled her eyes.
“Whatever do you mean.” She sighed as if she was the most harmless patient in the entire institute.
One of the men got on each side of her escorting her down the halls and towards one of the offices, she knew well from each of her other physiologists. They never stayed long once they got a taste of Nyla. They always thought they could help her or change her, but they always ended up giving up on her. Not that she minded, she never really expected anyone to get her.
Finally they stopped in front of the office, opening the door and guiding her inside, setting her down on the couch across from a younger man. He was younger than all the others which surprised her. She smirked wickedly keeping her piercing blue eyes on him.
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