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MORIKO's POV
I stared at the white colored walls while sitting inside of the wooden rocking chair that these bastards placed inside of my small room .
The room consisted of only a small white dresser to put my same white colored outfit inside and a painting of the color white , there was literally nothing on it yet they had it hung up and also there was a very small white bed set in the right corner of the squared room i literally had to huddle up on the bed just to fit i sighed i hated being here mostly because everything is white maybe if there was colors like the rainbow i would love being here note the sarcasm.
I've been in Broad-moor psychiatrist hospital for three years and five days i also don't think i'm not getting any crazier ha-ha i have no idea how long i have to stay here , did my parents send me here for life ? am i ever getting out of here ? Those were the constant questions that was running through my head .
My parents had me roughly escorted to this psychiatrist hospital in 2017 after trying to kill them and myself with my favorite knife that i may or may not had hidden at my ex home what I'm trying to figure out is was it really necessary for them to put me in here for this long ? i think not that was just freaking cruel .
A sound at my door made me start to laugh 'right on time' i thought looking up at the white clock that read 6:30 , everyday at 6:30pm the same blond women attempts to step in my room to give me the same white pills "Mr.Fernandez it's time to take your meds" she said and when i finally had looked up at her i burst out laughing
She had three cops with her and by the smell of them they were vampires that made me laugh harder i was a werewolf and if i had my wolf i would've been able to take down all of them including her . I watched as she walked in slowly while i gave her a smile of encouragement she sat the silver tray onto the small white dresser picking up the small white cup and stretching her arm out slowly
I growled at her and she jumped back in fear making me chuckle and shake my head because the cops was ready to do whatever they thought they we're going to do "chill out i'm just playing" i said with a smile as i took the cup from her she then picked up the pills and literally threw them at me i caught both of them into my mouth and 'swallowed'
"Open your mouth please" she said and i sighed rolling my eyes , rule number two after the pills are given the patient mouth must be checked i watched as one of the officers stood by her side as i stood up from the wooden rocking chair
I was 5'11 which meant i was towering over all of them it only made me smile i loved being tall anyway i opened my mouth slowly and when she came closer i snapped it shut and smiled down at the two of them "behave or we'll have to put you down" i growled at him why the hell was he talking to me as if i was a dog i hated blood suckers like him and one day i'd make sure to set him straight .
When dinner was slid under my door i groaned they feed us the same three meals everyday the first meal consists of a half done chicken that was slightly bleeding still although i didn't really mind that , some green beans that always tasted overcooked and , mashed potatoes that's lumpy as hell and the second meal consists of a wheat rice cake that tasted like nothing and a chicken sandwich that was almost all the time burnt and lastly probably my favorite was the salisbury steak that had mashed potatoes on top of them and on the side was corn and a small thing of cinnamon apples we also got apple juice for a beverage so i guess that wasn't to bad .
After i was done eating it was time for bed that's when they turned all of the lights off , i got onto the small bed and laid down pulling my legs up to my chest and throwing the small cover over me i wasn't nowhere near sleepy so i turned on my back and stared at the white ceiling .
I wondered how was Anthony doing , Anthony is my little brother he's the only person in the family who i actually like and before i was sent to this mental hospital we use to sneak out of the house around nine pm every night just to go get pizza because our overbearing parents wanted us to eat 'heathy' which in my book means starve they literally had a lock on the fridge which resulted in me having to teach Anthony how to hunt .
Anthony is currently sixteen and i just hope that he's doing okay with being alone with our parents those two people are the worse and i hate both of them , like our 'mom' Leia she barley ate most days because she wanted to continue to look 'like a teenager' in her words and she thinks that the world revolves around her and it doesn't but the fact that our 'dad' act like it does just makes it even more worse then it already is , he would blindly do anything she asked of him even if he didn't like it but they we're certainly made for each other because he's a self centered bastard along with her .
Having famous parents we're horrible and annoying because they was barley in your life and always wanted you to be so perfect for the cameras , always smile , always be polite and talk to the paparazzi those things becomes exhausting and that maybe has something to do with why i did what i did.