Good or not good? I did it on my tablet a while ago. it's not the same era, but it's okay. right?

Tw: mental abuse, allusions to rape, sad Petey (yes that is a trigger. shut up)

I typed most of this at school so yee! Also, I know nothing about Mental hospitals seeing as I have never been in one ( for some reason). If I get anything wrong, feel free to

A) correct me (but be nice I'm fragile)

B) if you have been in one, tell me what you know. It would be great to get other people's perspectives ( PM me or just comment)

or, C) tell me your ideas. ^

okay then let's do it!

-jax

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Nine years

That's how long Pete Wentz has been in this mental hospital.

Nine years

You would think by now he would be used to the place but sadly that isn't true.

Yeah he made a couple of friends, enemies, boyfriends, exes. You know the usual. But he still felt more lonely then ever.

There he sat in the lonely area that he called his 'thinking space' When in all reality, it was an abandoned music room.

It didn't matter though, The room was quiet and empty.

Good enough for him.

He decided to relax a little, considering he knew that he had therapy soon after.

He wondered what was wrong with him to the point that he had to get therapy almost every day, while everyone else only had it once or twice a month.

Just as he finished that thought, the sound of the door opening interrupted Pete's relaxation time.

In the doorway, stood A somewhat tall girl with long bushy black hair and clover green eyes. The girl had chocolate brown skin and she was sporting a all white outfit like everyone else.

However, Pete can tell that her pants were jeans instead of the traditional loose fitting pants that the patients and other nurses had to wear.

Nurse Tianna

Tianna was the nicest nurse in the entire building.

She actually understood Pete and what he was going through. She actually listened to him when he needed to talk and got him things she probably shouldn't be giving a patient.

she provided the hair dye

"Hey Blondie locks, you have an appointment in a few Minutes with Dr. Harper" Tianna said, walking into the old dusty room.

Pete groaned, and rolled his eyes. He hated seeing Dr. Harper, she was so creepy.

Or maybe he was overreacting

everyone else liked her

Maybe Pete was too suspecting

Or maybe it was because he can never remember what they did after he ate a lollipop from her. And he always woke up sore.

"Do I have to go Tia? I really don't like her" Pete complained. Tianna shook her head sadly.

"Sorry Pete, you've missed too many days already. You have to go this time" she said. Pete sighed and walked out of the room with Tianna.

They walked silently, the only sound being the soft patter if their feet on the linoleum floor.

Tianna eventually broke the silence. " so, what's been going on with you?" She asked, skipping ahead.

Pete shrugged and walked with her. "same 'ol shit. Mel and Brendon are being dicks about the whole roommate situation"

Tianna laughed at that. she turned to face Pete, only a few feet away from him.

"hey sunshine riptide, I'll race you" She yelled, getting a head start and bolting down the hall. Pete yelled after her as he raced as well.

They weren't particularly fast runners, but they got there in under 1 minute.

Once they reached the office, They were desperately trying to breathe.

"Who...who won?" Pete asked, very out of breath.

Tianna shook her head. " I don't know dude..... let's call it a tie" she said, starting to walk back the way they came, waving to Pete as she did.

Pete sadly waved back, before opening Dr. Harper's door.

When he walked in, she was organizing her pencils from smallest to largest, sitting in a large armchair.

She looked up at Pete when he walked in. A fake smile placed on her face that made her extra creepy.

" Oh nice to see you again, Peter. sit down" She said, pointing to the other large chair facing her.

Pete took a seat, anxiously.

" Would you like a candy Peter?" Harper said, pointing a purple lollipop in his direction. Pete carefully took it. He hasn't had sugar since Tianna snuck him some gummy bears last week.

He carelessly ripped the paper surrounding the sugar on a stick. Once that was off, he put it in his mouth.

He savored the taste of artificial grape on his tongue, before looking up at Harper, who was smirking.

Pete suddenly felt lightheaded. The room started spinning out of control and he couldn't see correctly. The doctor's laughs were the only thing Pete heard before the world got dark.

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Pete awoke an hour later, he was laying on the soft armchair. He sat up, slightly dizzy.

Pete felt his head, the room was finally still and he could think again. He felt weird though. He was in some sort of daze, and the front of his pants were sore.

" What happened to me?" Pete asked the Therapist. She looked up from her clipboard and flashed a smile.

"I tested a pill on you to help you sleep" She said, handing him a bottle full of little white pills. Pete grabbed them and examined the bottle. something didn't look right.

"Okay. But who did I fuck while I was asleep? why the hell does my-" That's all the time I have today Peter. Please leave my office" She said sternly.

Pete sent her a weird glance before leaving and closing the door behind him.

He walked to his room. Even though he just woke up, he was tired again.

He opened the door, to find that he wasn't alone. His roommate sat on his bed, drawing a picture and sitting cris-crossed.

As soon as Pete opened the door, He looked up and gave a bright smile. Pete could tell this one was real unlike everyone else's in the hospital.

"Hiya Pete" He yelled, waving his hand.

" um....hey" Pete said, sitting down. He still felt weird from earlier.

"Where are you going?" Pete asked, when the boy got up and looked through his bag. He pulled out a blue butterfly onesie.

"A sleepover with my new friends" He cheered. He walked into the bathroom to change into the onesie.

"You sound like a child" Pete said laying back, picking up his black lyric notebook

"You sound like a dad" his roommate yelled from the bathroom.

"So you want to call me daddy?" Pete smirked, leaning from his bed. The shorter boy walked from the bathroom in the new onesie and started cackling.

"Pete!"

"That's how you'll be saying it later honey" Pete winked.

The boy gasped and almost choked on his own air. he collapsed on the floor, trying his hardest to breathe. He was basically crying at that point.

"What the hell?! you are so gross!" Patrick yelled, trying to stand up.

Pete was laughing as well, his notebook fell out of his hand and he was slightly concerned about if the boy would die laughing.

"Hey, what's your name anyway? you seem to know mine" Pete asked, grabbing his book and laying back in his bed.

"Oh. sorry, I guess I never told you. It's Patrick. The nurse told me your name earlier this morning" He sighed, packing his old clothes in a laundry bag.

"Oh yeah. you seem cool, why haven't we talked before?" Pete asked, looking up.

Patrick frowned and crossed his arms.

"You threatened to kill me last time I tried"

Pete frowned as well. He didn't want his new roommate to be afraid of him. Not like the last time. but, he just didn't trust anyone. At all.