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    oliver, the paranoid.
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    January 30th, 2015 at 07:50am
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    Oliver sat in his room staring at the ceiling. Why did he have to be here? It's not like he meant to hurt him... he was after him he swore it. That didn't matter to them. They called it paranoia, but Oliver knew it wasn't true. They, the people from this place, are in on it. That's why he was here. The only reason why.

    Oliver frowned turning restlessly in his bed. He needed more pills, but he wasn't going to call that nurse back. Those pills were just there to make him more vulnerable so they could get him.

    "recreation time" he heard over the loud speaker.

    He got up from the bed slowly. He walked out to the community room. He looked around at the "patients" in the room. Were they all in on it? Or were they all victims too?
    January 30th, 2015 at 07:20pm
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    The teen sat in the community room, his knees tight to his chest as he surveyed his surroundings. The faces of the disturbed, the faces of the damned. He knew most of his peers by name, by the diseases that plagued their fragile minds. How could he not? The brunette had been residing in the institution for three years, since the day of his fifteenth birthday. His parent's brought him here to get "help", they promised to visit every weekend, but he hadn't seen their faces since - bitter betrayal. Roman didn't see himself as different, just educated. He knew life was meaningless. He wasn't depressed or hurting - no he wasn't that weak - he just had a sick infatuation with the idea of death. His willowy fingers danced across the vertical scars across his wrist, hazel eyes rising from the floor to settle on a new face.

    It was a boy, someone around his age. How hadn't Roman noticed him before? Perhaps, because today was his first day back from "solitary", due to his third suicide attempt that month. With a smirk, one that could chill most the staff members to the bone, he stood from the couch his lanky legs gracefully carrying him to the boy - the one who caught his attention, unfortunately for the poor stranger. He offered his hand to the boy, not at all bothered that his scars both fresh and fading were on display, "You look nervous," He quirked a brow as he greeted the boy, his voice deep. "How long have you been here?"

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    February 2nd, 2015 at 05:04am
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    Oliver walked around nervous. His arms were wrapped around himself. Finding an empty spot away from the others, Oli stood there quietly. He didn't even notice the boy walking to him until he spoke. He jumped backing away from the boy in front of him. "who are you? Wh-what do you want?" he asked looking around nervous and scared. "are you with ... them?" he started to whisper.
    Oli suddenly noticed the scars and frowned. He grabbed the boys hand and pulled it closer. He stared at the scars curious, then panic started to wash over his face. "You're not with them, are you? Wait. Did they do this? are they going to do this to me?" he looked up at the tall, lanky boy scared needing answers. Dark circles surrounded his eyes from the lack of sleep.
    February 2nd, 2015 at 09:33am
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    Oliver walked around nervous. His arms were wrapped around himself. Finding an empty spot away from the others, Oli stood there quietly. He didn't even notice the boy walking to him until he spoke. He jumped backing away from the boy in front of him. "who are you? Wh-what do you want?" he asked looking around nervous and scared. "are you with ... them?" he started to whisper.
    Oli suddenly noticed the scars and frowned. He grabbed the boys hand and pulled it closer. He stared at the scars curious, then panic started to wash over his face. "You're not with them, are you? Wait. Did they do this? are they going to do this to me?" he looked up at the tall, lanky boy scared needing answers. Dark circles surrounded his eyes from the lack of sleep.
    February 2nd, 2015 at 09:33am
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    Roman's interest was piped by the boy, his dark eyes widening with curiosity the more the other spoke. "Them?" He spoke, his words an excited whisper. He wasn't like the other's in the facility. He was sick in many ways, but he wasn't paranoid or plagued with hallucinations. He crouched to the floor, his long legs folding so he could be eye level to the other. Roman didn't flinch as his hand was grabbed, his body leaning forward some - a part of him wanting the other to touch over his scars. It was a fascinating feeling; something he found himself doing often. "I did it to myself," He answered honestly, his lips pulling into a smile that was far too proud. "I have more." He grinned, pulling his arm back so he could rest his palm on the other's thigh - something to keep him balanced. He would offer to show the boy, but he knew that there were wandering eyes.
    "Who are you scared of?" He questioned, his head tilted to the side as he took in the dark circles underneath the boy's hazel eyes. It was a gorgeous contrast against the other's pale skin, something that intrigued Roman.
    February 6th, 2015 at 04:23am
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    Oliver flinched at the touch at first, then slowly he relaxed, un tensing from the sudden touch. "Them, the people who work here. They are out to get me," he said. It was obvious of his "sickness". Paranoia. Oliver looked around to see if anyone was watching them. "Are they after you too? Is that- is that why you do that?" he asked pointing at his scars. "no one believes me when I tell them, it's usually because they are working with them too... Like my dad." he said. Oliver started to talk faster and faster. He was getting louder and angrier about the subject. "they are here to get all of us aren't they?" he asked Roman. "or are you here to trick me? are you one of them? Tell me," he commanded the taller boy crouching in front of him. He was starting to cause a scene. He looked at Roman anxious for answers, unaware of the nurses walking towards them.
    February 6th, 2015 at 07:18am
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    suddenly giddy it took all of the boy's self-control not to let out an amused giggle. roman liked games and this boy was quickly becoming his favorite toy. he could tell he would be far too much fun! he turned his head to give the ongoing staff a glare, hoping it would ward the off for now. the last thing he needed was for the stuffy blue-collars to end his puzzle. at the mention of his scars he was obviously distracted as his hazel eyes trailed to the ruined skin, his lips pulling into a lopsided grin. "i do that for fun," he informed the boy in a gentle voice, one that was soothing- his amuse ever masked well. he, too, leaned forward his icy hands gentle taking ahold of the boy's cheeks so their foreheads could rest together, "don't get so worked up." he urged, his eyes wide and inviting - full of false warmth. "that will only draw them to you. behave and no one will bother you."
    February 6th, 2015 at 07:34am
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    Oliver shivered, shocked at first when the tall boy placed his hands and forehead on him, but soon he smiled. He realized the boy wasn't one of them. He finally had someone on his side, someone he didn't have to be afraid of. For a moment he felt different... happy. He smiled more and closed his eyes in content. He let his words sink... behave and no one will bother him. he could do that, and then no one would be after him. He'd be safe he thought. It was all thanks to the boy in front of him. He was his protector... a guardian angel. He opened his eyes looking into the boys as he still smiled. 'Thank you," he said and slowly he hugged him shyly. This was perfect...
    February 6th, 2015 at 08:07am
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    that was simple, the patient mused as the other leaned into his touch. if only he could coax his therapist like that...the hug was nice, something roman wasn't used to. how long had it been since the last time another person touched him? he was disgusting to must - nobody could look past the scars, nobody wanted to be near the kid who worshipped death like a god. the isolation never bothered him; in an eerie way his mind accepted. his arms hooked around the other's neck to return, his fingernails carelessly scratching at the scars on his skin. "what's your name?" he couldn't take the boy under his wing if he didn't have a name and a strong part of him wanted to protect the boy - something he wasn't used to it; death, blood, and morbid scenes from movies were what usually played in his mind, but now he couldn't shake away the color of the boy's eyes. how could one damage soul be so beautiful? he pulled back from the hug and glanced once more over his shoulder watching the staff as they surveyed them, "do they frighten you?" his fingers tapped gently on the boy's thigh, a tick that was blamed by his ocd.
    February 6th, 2015 at 02:23pm
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    Oliver loved thir embrace it felt so nice. He hadnt had a hug in years. He always thought the person who went to hug him was out to get him too. With roman, it was different, he was different. He felt contected to the taller boy. "My name is oliver," he said quietly almost shyly. A light tint filled his cheeks, "i like to be called oli though." He gave the boy a small smile and after a small pause he asked the other for their name. He tried guessing ehat it would be in hisbhead. Hmmm dylan maybe. No. Zack. No. So many names went through his head.

    His smile went away as the boy pulled back. But he liked their embrace he thouvht. He looked down when the boys finger touched his thigh. He looked back at hin when he asked that question. Thats a silly question he thought. "Of course they are out to get me." He said. "Dont you believe me?"
    February 7th, 2015 at 05:30am
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    Oliver. Oliver. The name was fitting for the marvelous creature before him, "May I call you Oliver?" He questioned, the boy's name falling from his lips like honey. He enjoyed the taste it left in his mouth. Oliver The color red contrasted well against the boy's pale flesh, almost like blood against his skin, Roman decided he would make him blush more often - anything to see that beautiful color once more. Carelessly he scratched at his wrists, a smirk of pride overtaking his features as he broke the skin - success. It was strange, but he favored the pain. "Roman," His answer was short, his shoulders shrugging. His name was a connection to his parents, a connection to life.

    Roman tilted his head as he studied Oliver's worried features. He was sane enough to know the staff couldn't do anything deadly, but that didn't mean he would share the secret. He leaned forward until his full lips lightly brushed the boy's earlobe, "I'll protect you." He whispered the promise, pulling back some to grin at the boy. "Do you trust me?"
    February 7th, 2015 at 06:07am
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    Did he trust him? Oliver asked himself and was he ok if the handsome boy called him oliver. It took him a few minutes to think about but finally he had an answer. He simply nodded his head at roman. Roman. It was different, yet perfect just like the boy in front of him. Oliver gave the boy a small smile. "does this make us friends now?" he asked shyly. He had never had a friend before. Roman would be his first of many things to come hopefully.
    Oliver thought about his home life. He went to school up until the second grade when his paranoia started out. He was young very young. Usually that was unheard of. He stayed home with his mom who homeschooled him. She wasn't like the others either. She was amazing. oliver loved her so much. He was a mommy's boy. He did whatever she asked and never thought she was out to get him. His father was a different story for a later time. His mother was so lovely up until the day she died. That day and after was different for oliver. His "sickness" progressed and he became even worse. And now he was here.
    OLiver snapped out of his thoughts and looked back at the boy wondering his answer. Were they friends?
    February 10th, 2015 at 07:39am
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    friends? the term made the other's eyebrows crease in the middle, his dark eyes focusing on oliver. were they on good terms? the demented boy had never had a friend - only the voice in his mind that spoke to him from time to time. even as a young boy, his earliest memory being from the age of four, he knew there was no use in making friends. he didn't need anybody; he didn't need anyone when life was so meaningless. he pursed his full lips, "do you want to be my friend, oliver?" he questioned with a tilt of his head. as much as he wanted to say no to the boy - he couldn't help but be drawn in by his eyes, his small smile. maybe a friend wouldn't be too awful, maybe roman could do with some company. after another minute of thought he gave a small nod, "just don't get too attached to me." he warned, the small grin returning to his features. "i may not be around much longer, little one." he gave the boy's nose a gentle flick before looking over his shoulder. "show me your room?" he questioned, turning his gaze to the boy in front of him. he wanted to know oliver, get inside of his chaotic mind.
    February 16th, 2015 at 07:59am
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    Oliver laughed when he flicked his nose giving him a smile. he grabbed the boys hand leading him to his room. "why wont you be around for much longer?" he asked him curious with a hint of sadness. He didn't want his friend to leave, he was already to attached. he opened the door. His room was bare except for a picture of him and his mom on the night stand beside his bed. "umm yeah this is my room. sorry its not much." he told roman. he walked over sitting on the uncomfortable bed. The bed looked as if no one had slept in it for months. Which was true oliver never slept much and the few hours that he did end up getting a chance to sleep and escape his mind, he was always in random places other than his bed. Oliver patted the spot next to him. "come sit he told him smiling.
    February 16th, 2015 at 10:15am