(Mrs.kellogg's pov)
"I have to get out of here! Hi ya!!!"

The cellar door bursts open.

(Mrs.kellogg's pov)
"Now to find Layla...I have a feeling that she might be severely injured...I'm sorry...layla...just hold on..."

I continue to speed walk away from the cellar and knock in Layla house door.

Nobody's home...and the door is unlocked.
I frantically search the house for Layla coming up empty handed until I go to check Layla's bedroom once more to double check. I wasn't until I stepped into her room that I noticed a piece of notebook paper sitting in her nightstand.
Something in my gut told me to pick it up and read it. So I did.
The letter read;

Dear mother or to whomever finds this,

I have run away to the field of flowers...I have taken our largest kitchen knife and have decided that I have had enough...i'm so sorry...but by the time anyone finds me I might already be dead...I'm so sorry for causing you all of that pain and suffering. So if you find this note don't come to find me. I don't want to be found. I just want you to know that a person like me doesn't deserve to live...I am considered a psychopath after all...so please don't feel sad just cause I left you behind...I'm happy and in a place that I can stay and help out.

Yours truly, Layla.
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(Mrs.kellogg's pov)
N-no...it can't be...she can't be gone!

I then run out of Layla's bedroom and head towards the flower field. (Not without grabbing a first aid kit)
I continue to run and when I arrive at the flower field I see Layla lying motionlessly in the middle of the field.
(Mrs.kellogg's pov)
Oh my god Layla!!
I run over to Layla's motionless body to see her laying in a pool of blood. Her hair was dyed red with blood and her clothes were caked with blood and dirt.
I hear shallow breaths being took.
She's still alive! But barely!
I get to work by compressing the wound and them wrapping bandages around it.
I then grab Layla and pick her up bridal style and run to my truck and lay her down in the passengers seat.

I immediately start my car and head for the nearest hospital.

(Time skip, after Layla is taken in)

I continue to pace around the lobby waiting for Mrs.whitty to get here. It was a minute later Mrs.whitty popped into the lobby and walked over to me.

(This time I am using the letter rule. K=Kellogg W=Whitty and D=doctor.)

W: Mrs.kellogg,what happened? Where's Layla?
K: ... Layla's in there *points to the double doors* she was taken in for surgery.
W:surgery? Why? What happened?!
K: she...she tried to kill herself .
W:what?! Why!?
Just before I could say anything else the doctor came in.
D: Are you with Layla?
K+W: Yes. We both are. Is she awake?
D:No...she's in a coma...
K+W:WHAT?!
D:(sigh)...follow me.
(Time skip, in Layla's hospital room)

K+W: doc...will she ever wake up?
D: yes, she will be able to wake up in about...1-2 days. Depending if her condition stays stable...

Just then Layla started to move around...and finally opened her eyes.

(Layla's narrator pov)
*Takes deep breath of air*
Layla blinks her big brown eyes a few times to adjust her focus and get used to the lighting.
Once her vision focuses she sees three people standing there looking towards her direction.
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(Layla's pov)

"W-why a-am I...h-here?...d-did I do s-something wrong?"
"P-please...d-don't h-hurt me...!"
"I-I p-promise t-to be g-good!"
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K+W: she...she did the impossible and woke up before she was supposed to.
D: yeah...she even surprised me. Oh yeah...you might need to calm her down...and I thinks she's afraid of one of you. Not sure though. Well I'll be going. I must attend to other patients. If there is any problem please do come and get me or press that button on the remote next to her bed. Alright bye now.
K+W: alright bye!
W: hmm...Mrs.kellogg I think Layla is more afraid of you then me. Dunno...it's just a hunch.
W: shh...shh...there,there Layla. Now who are you afraid of?

(Layla's pov)
W-why are you h-here?
Why am I here?
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I'm afraid of HER.
*Points to Mrs.kellogg*
...she tortured me as a child...she hurt me...
(Whisper) sorry (whisper)

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(Mrs.whitty's pov)

To answer your first question to as of why were here is because we came to see you. Also she *points to mrs.kellogg* will not hurt you. neither will I. I promise and so does she.

Mrs.kellogg shakes her head in agreement.

And since we promised that we wouldn't hurt you,you can stop being afraid of us.

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(Layla's pov)

w-well...o-OK...

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(mrs.whitty's pov)

Etta girl Layla! Now what do you remember?

Tell us everything you remember.

It's important that you do.

Alright?

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(Layla's pov)

*nods head*

Umm...I remember standing in a field of flowers ... I remember looking up at the moon admiring how pretty it was in the night sky... I remember holding a knife...I remember blood...everything had been dyed red...

That's not all I remember though...

I remember being beaten till I could no longer walk...I remember being in a white room and not being able to move...

I remember all the times when the people I cared about the most left me...

I remember that fateful day when I snapped...

I killed everyone in an instant...

That day...no body could try to stop me...on that day...I...felt... free...

It was on that day that I discovered that I wanted to kill... it was on that day that I became psychotic...I was to no longer be able to fit into normal society but be placed in an insane asylum...where I was tortured endlessly for many years... by the people who were supposed to help me...

There were only a few people who would actually help me...

The conditions were inauspicious ... Not to mention the situation that I had been thrown into...

I was slowly becoming depressed and even more psychotic than I Had been before I went to that place...

The staff saw this and put me on anti-depressants...which did help ...for a while...until one day...I had been beaten,tortured and raped...which caused me to snap once more...killing even more people then I had ever before...

It wasn't until after this incident that the staff had saw the real problem and had decided that I was to be set free upon the world of the sane once more.

Upon being set free I had heard that my father was convicted of the worst crime possible and had been sentenced to death.

That had been the best news that I had ever heard my mother say and I cheered.

... After a little while of being out of the hell I was thrown into I had been enrolled into the school that I am in now... I was happier than ever before...when the class welcomed me...I was so glad to be accepted by society once again...

Then...when we went to Chicago...I heard a voice within my own dreams and inside my head that I haven't heard in many years...It was my dead fathers voice...he...he tortured me from the inside and caused me to be broken once more...even though I didn't show it at first...I was showing signs and "symptoms" of the "internal snap".

When the pain and sorrow became too much I tried to hold everything together...but I failed when I saved everyone from disaster... it was when that car driver hit me head on...that I snapped.

Years and years of built up anger all exploded at once and I transformed... allowing my dark side to take over...

Once more I had gone into a blind rage ... and presumably killing and or injuring multiple people.

It wasn't until i got to her *points to mrs.kellogg* that my darker half had an idea...she wanted her *points to mrs.kellogg* as a mind slave so that she could pay for being the one who presumably beat me and hurt me when I was put into the asylum...

...I'M SO SORRY!...*starts crying softly*

B-but that's all I remember! *cry's even more*

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(Mrs.whitty's pov)

If I hadn't been crying before I certainly am now...

Layla...I had no idea....

*goes and hugs Layla tightly*

shh...there,there Layla...it's alright...we're both here...calm down...

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(Layla's pov)

*sniff*...*sniff*... Mrs.whitty...w-will...you guys always be there?

W-will you b-be the people that will support me when I need it the most?

W-will...you be the ones that would let me protect you in g-gratitude for p-protecting me?

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(Mrs.whitty's pov)

OF COURSE WE'LL BE THERE! DON'T BE SILLY~

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(Layla's pov)

*sniff*...*sniff*

A-alright...

I want to sleep... but please don't leave...

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(Mrs.whitty and Mrs.kellogg's pov)

Of course we'll stay Layla. Just lay down and rest....we'll be here when you wake up.

We promise.

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(Layla's pov)

A-alright...good night.

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With that Layla fell into a peaceful slumber.

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Hello again my fellow readers! this chapter is a long one! i hope you enjoy this! after all this was a treat to thank you all for reading! Well anyways till next time~ :)