Chapter 3: Chapter 3

Louie's POV

This morning the nurses gave him more drugs than usual. Through the drug pumped into his body, he thought he was the only one close to being normal in the ward. Was he fine or sane? Nobody believed the doctors still call him a destroyer.

In anger, he beats up other patients up, especially the ones that whispered about him in gossips or the ones staring at him.

It's just so funny that in a mental institution, not everyone is crazy. The guy Louie beat up yesterday was normal and didn’t deserve any harm from him. Rumor heard he was battling with depression and suffered so many lesions, because he cuts himself with blades. Many in the ward avoided him because of his temper.

Such temper made him to confront the security guard standing beside the cafeteria door the other day. Louie held his red hair and punched his nose so hard it broke, all because he nudged him forward.

Friends knew he used to get angry a lot before he got here, but Stacie his girlfriend had helped him to calm without success. With much effort she would tell him not to get angry at the little things people do. Intervening, she would hold him back from fighting and kissed him when the argument gets heated.

Now she had gone and would never return. So sad because of her disappearance, his life felt empty. To him she was the most precious girl.

Thinking back he said to himself, “If only Danni listens to us, if only in regrets.”

These thoughts cut short, as he fumed with anger, raising his voice at a nurse and the guard. He was about to punch the nurse, but he got zapped from behind. That weakened his strength and knew for sure every time he let his anger took hold of him; the staff would strap him spending hours bound to bed. Staying in the position he would not move a muscle.

For weeks, he had already given up on begging the doctors not to strap him; his punishment he knew very well.

Now alone, he felt tears welling up at the corner of his eyes. Had he realized his situation? This was no place for someone sane. The staff watched everyone’s movement and would restraint any patient misbehaving. There was no way he could fight them, too many to fight. It would not be a fair fight, one against many.