Do You Think I Deserve This? Closed.

Marie smiled weakly at the nickname and she sighed, wrapping her arms around his waist. "My mom came to visit today," she mumbled, tears stinging her eyes a bit. "Sh-she put on a show, like she a-actually cared about me." She whimpered, looking down. "I don't know why she bothered coming here, I don't want her to, she sent me here to get help a-and she just makes it worse."

He wraped his arms around her and pulled her close, "Aww, Little Dove, she can't hurt you as long as I am here, I won't let he harm you, I wish I could protect you from everyone, but I will try my best to." He gave her a peck on the head and continued to hold her and let her cry into his shoulder.

Marie let out a weak sob into his shirt, squeezing her eyes shut. "Thank you, Michael. You're so sweet," she whimpered, holding onto him tightly. Other than Scarlett, Michael was the only person that she really talked to anymore. He seemed to understand her so much more than anyone she had ever met, and she really loved him. She always wanted to be around him, he made her feel so much better.

Scarlett sat in her office filing her paper work, Where the hell is that girl? She looked at the clock, She has 5 minutes to get back her before I go get her myself. She began taping her fingers on her desk and chewing on her pencil.

Micheal started humming an old lulaby is mom used to sing to him before she passed away. He knew it always calmed him down, and he was hoping it would calm her down. "Sometimes we cry, sometimes we hurt, but there's a place in my heart that would always be yours, You'll never leave my side, you'll always be on my mind. Through darkest of times, I will never let you fall," He sang.

Marie closed her eyes, her breathing steadying out. She snuggled closer to him and rested her head on his chest, slipping her arms around his middle, a tiny smile on her lips. She'd forgotten all about Scarlett at this point. "I love you, Michael," she murmured in a quiet, tired voice. She wanted to sleep right now, here with him.

That's it, she's pushed me father than I care to go with all this god damn bullshit. Scarlett stood up and stormed out of her room and down the long corridor to Michael's room, rumaging through her mass amount of keys, she finally found the right one and slammed the door open, "What did I tell you? Why the hell do you insist on not listening to me?" Scarlett screamed at Marie grabbing her writs and pulling hard to get her out of the bed. "Leave her alone! Don't you hurt her anymore!" Michael yelled at Scarlett, imediately regretting saying anything, but didn't want to see his true love ever be hurt again. Scarlett paused and shot daggers at Michael, "Oh, so you're a tough guy now are you? What about all those nights you cried, fearing me, hmm? Have you forgotten those? Because I can do them again, make you remember to never fucking talk to me that way again? Is that what you want?" Scarlett hissed. Michael didn't say anything but looked at the ground in terror, "That's what I thought, now get back in your bed," she yelled slamming him hard against the wall. "As for you, I will teach you not to disobey me again," She yanked Marie out of the room, and down the long corridor again.

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Marie wriggled around against Scarlett's grip, fighting down tears. "Leave him alone," she managed to choke out when the woman threatened Michael, feeling anger rising in her chest. She tried even harder to pull out of her grip, panting softly. Her eyes widened when Scarlett slammed Michael against the wall and she watched him fall to the bed in tears. "You bitch!" She screamed, pulling away from her when they got into the hallway and raised her hand, slapping her across the face, her anger getting the best of her. "Don't you dare hurt him again!"

Scarlett stood there stunned, "Oh, you wanna play it like that do you?" She grabed Marie by the hair and yanked her to the wall, shoving her so hard it knocked the wind out of her. Still holding her hair she snarled, "You listen, and you listen well, if you ever so much as touch me again I will make it you last. Do you understand?" She punched her in the stomach and slapped her face. "Now get in your room and shut the ffuck up," she pulled her by tthe hair and threw hher down on her floor.
She walked backed to Michael's room room and slammed the door behind her, "So your little miss thing wanted to save you, stupid mistake on her part," she spoke woth a sarcastic tone. Michael looked at the floor holding back tears, he didn't want her to see him cry. "Now it's your turn to seevwhat happens when you disobey me. I would hhave thought you of all people would have learned the first time." She punched him in the face and kneed his stomach, he dropped to the floor gasping for air. She kicked hhim again as he fell all the way on his stomach. She lifted his head by his hair and slammed his head to the ground, Michael almost unconscious she whispered, "If you ever disobey me again, i will kill you." She slammed his head again knocking him out. She walked out of his room locking the door to his room and walked back to her office.

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Marie crawled onto her bed, clutching her stomach, struggling to catch her breath. She could hear Michael down the hall and it only brought more tears to her eyes, knowing that his punishment was because of what she'd done. She squeezed her eyes shut and curled up on the bed, crying heavily into her pillow. She dug her fingernails into her wrists, drawing blood almost immediately. She didn't know what to do. She wanted out of this place more than anything, but she wanted Michael to go with her too.

Scarlett sat in her chair trying to calm down Who do they think they are, do they think they can get away with whatever they want? Bunch of fucking retards is what they are, and if they think they can escape, they have another thing coming to them. Scarlett bit at her nails nervously, she didn't want to admit it, but she knew it was all her fault that they had met in the first place, it's the first time that one of her punishments ever backfired on her, and she was sure she would never let that happen again. She thought for a long while about what she would do the next time Marie disobeyed her orders, soon, a menacing grimace came over her face.

Michael slowly awoke, a sharp pain throbbing through his head, he sat up, but quickly laid back down on the cold concrete floor, the room spun so fast, he didn't know where he was, all he knew was that the floor felt good on his sore head. What have I done? I should have known Scarlett was going to do something to her, but I have no idea what she did to Marie, I really hope Marie is okay tears began to sting his eyes as he slowly stood up, mainly the tears were from the pain in his head, but also because of Marie. he sat slowly down on his bed and thought for a little while I know if we try to run, she will find us, and this time, she might actually kill us, but we really need to find a way out... But how? But his thoughts didn't last long once the room started to spin again, he laid down on his bed, and quickly fell asleep.

Marie's eyes slowly fluttered open after a while and she let out a quiet whimper, looking around the room. Her head still hurt a lot from Scarlett yanking on her hair, but other than that she didn't feel entirely horrible. She rubbed her face and slowly stood, shuffling over to the door, sighing quietly. She opened the door and peeked out into the hallway before she walked to the bathroom next to her room, closing and locking the door. She took a quick shower and fixed her hair then walked out, biting at her lip hard. She started walking down the hall, in the direction of the cafeteria, her stomach growling loudly. She knew that Scarlett would be mad about her leaving her room without permission, but she didn't really care at this point. She needed something to eat before she ended up passing out again.

Scarlett waited in the cafeteria for Marie to come, she knew that Marie always came at a certain time to get her food, She should be here any minute, she's like a fucking clock. Just then, she saw Marie walk into the cafeteria, "Show time," Scarlett whispered with a smirk. She stood up sleekly and walked nonchalantly over to Marie, "Hello Marie, how are we feeling this morning? Slept well I do hope," She spoke with her best facade of a nice person. "I would like to see you in my office after you finish up eating if you don't mind," By 'If you don't mind' she meant get her ass to her office as fast as possible. She smiled at Marie and walked slowly out of the cafeteria and back into her office, her smile quickly going from happy and pissed off.

Michael woke up slowly, very groggy from his injuries, he didn't think he had a concussion, but he wasn't too sure about anything at this point. He rubbed his head and grimmaced in pain, a huge knot had appeared where his head met the floor last night. He walked over to the mirror and saw a line of dried blood on his face, which he promptly washed off before walking out of his room. He didn't know how he was going to be with facing Marie today after what he caused last night. He stopped dead in his tracks when he saw Scarlett scowling as she turned into her office, completely oblivious to him standing there. He quickly rushed to the cafeteria, almost knocking Marie down, "Oh my God, I am so sorry- oh, hi Marie," He quickly when from being frightened to being nervous, he wasn't too sure if Marie hated him for what he had caused or not. He looked down and saw the marks on her wrist, but said nothing to avoid her being further upset with him.

Marie listened to Scarlett as she spoke, not bothering with answering her because she knew damn well that she wouldn't listen to her anyways. She rolled her eyes as she walked away and grabbed a Danish and a carton of milk, turning just as Michael ran into her. She blinked, looking down at her food on the floor and she sighed, bending down to pick it up. "It's okay, Michael," she said softly, wiping up the mess with her napkin. She tossed it in the trash and grabbed another Danish, looking back at him. "I can't talk for too long. Scarlett wants to see me," she mumbled, looking up at him. She reached up, gently brushing her fingertips against the marks on his face, immediately feeling guilty. "I'm so sorry, Michael," she whispered. She leaned up and kissed his cheek softly, then glanced at the clock. "I-I have to go so we won't get in trouble again...I'll see you later, I love you," she murmured nervously. She kissed him and walked away, eating her Danish as she walked. She slowly made her way into Scarlett's office and closed the door softly, watching her. "Miss Scarlett?"

Michael stood in astonishment that she wasn't mad at him for causing all this, "O-okay, love y-you too," He muttered out right as she walked into Scarlett's office. Well, there is one relief, she doesn't hate me at least. He walked over and grabbed a carten of milk, thought about grabbing a donut but decided against eating, his stomach was just too squirmy for food at this time. He slowly walked back to his room opening up his milk as he closed the door behind him.

Scarlett looked up from her papers and motioned Marie to sit down, "Now Marie, I know you have been having a difficult time here, and I know you want to leave, but I strongly suggest that you don't try anything stupid, because remember, there is a higher authority here than myself, and he taught me everything I know about therapy." Scarlett smirked at Marie as she spoke, "Now, am I going to have any issues with you from here on out? Because if I am, I will surely tell the administrators, and your mother," Scarlett knew very well that the last part would cut her deep, which is the only reason she said it to begin with, she probably was never going to talk to Marie's mother again, but she couldn't let Marie know that.

Marie shifted around uncomfortably on the seat and looked down at her hands, tugging her sleeves down to cover the marks nearly covering her wrists. She nodded weakly, not bothering with protesting at this point. She was losing her spark, getting to the point that she would do anything if it meant she could get out. Her mother wouldn't take her back though, so she didn't know where she would go. She reached up and wiped her eyes, sniffling quietly. "I'm sorry I've been such a burden, M-Miss Scarlett. I'll be good from now on," she whimpered softly.

Scarlett looked down at Marie's wrist, Well she isn't hiding that too well, maybe a few days in solitary confignment will teach her to hide shit like that better "Marie, are you cutting again? You know we don't tolerate those kinds of things, it means we aren't doing our job correctly, maybe a few days in solitary convignment will teach you to hid that shit better." She grabbed Marie tightly by the wrist and yanked her up, pulling her out of her office. The walk to solitary confignment seemed like it took an eternity, finally at the door, Scarlett fumbled with the keys shortly and opened the door, "Now, I will come get you when I think you have learned your lesson, you will be given three meals a day, and a jug of water, you will not come out of that room under any circumstance, and you will learn to respect me. Is that clear?"

Marie's chest rose and fell quickly as she sobbed, her pale face stained with tears. She stumbled into the room when Scarlett shoved her in and she sat down on the floor, sobbing quietly. She pulled her knees up to her chest and squeezed her eyes shut, rocking back and forth as she cried. "Michael," she sobbed, afraid that he would get hurt while she was locked away. She slid back into the corner and forced herself to calm down, and stared blankly at the floor instead, her face emotionless, looking almost lifeless.

Scarlett walked over to Michaels room, and opened the door. She walked over to him and pushed his head around checking to make sure there were no serious injuries, didn't want to take the time to take him to the nurse. "Good, nothing serious, you'll be fine, just rest awhile. Don't forget we also have a session to deal with here soon." Scarlett spoke in her normal voice. "Yes ma'am," Michael whispered, "I'm sorry? I didn't here you, speak up!" Scarlett yelled and hit him with her notbook. "Yes ma'am!" He yelled and curled into a ball on his bed. "Good, don't miss it," she said and walked out of his room slamming his door.

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Marie managed to fall asleep for a few hours, only waking when she began having nightmares. She whimpered and crawled back to the corner, curling up in it, looking at the door. She felt really sick, and just wanted out. The room was really cold, and since she was only in her hospital gown it was worse on her. Plus she was only about ninety pounds, which didn't help either. She closed her eyes after a while and ran her fingers through her hair, sighing softly. She hoped her mom would change her mind and take her away from this place, and somehow help Michael as well.

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