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Status: Done. <3
White Noises
Five.
I didn't want to be hospitalised, but I was forced to. Dr. Yates talked to my parents, and we all had a conversation. One of my full-out hallucinations, (Cyan), claimed that it was my fault.
I mentally told him to shut up.
"That's not nice, Adryan."
I don't care.
"Yes you do."
No, I don't.
"Adryan, are you listening to us? We are discussing your future!" my father said.
"I don't give a fuck," I spat.
"Watch your mouth, Adryan!" my mother hissed.
"Don't tell me what to do."
"Ooh, Adryan is SASSY," Cyan giggled.
Stay out of this.
"Don't tell me what to do," Cyan mocked.
I glared at him.
"Don't give me that look," my mother said.
I turned towards her and continued glaring.
And then more words were exchanged and I went with Dr. Yates to his work.
I am extremely unhappy with this arrangement.
I mentally told him to shut up.
"That's not nice, Adryan."
I don't care.
"Yes you do."
No, I don't.
"Adryan, are you listening to us? We are discussing your future!" my father said.
"I don't give a fuck," I spat.
"Watch your mouth, Adryan!" my mother hissed.
"Don't tell me what to do."
"Ooh, Adryan is SASSY," Cyan giggled.
Stay out of this.
"Don't tell me what to do," Cyan mocked.
I glared at him.
"Don't give me that look," my mother said.
I turned towards her and continued glaring.
And then more words were exchanged and I went with Dr. Yates to his work.
I am extremely unhappy with this arrangement.
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I can't get over Joel Faviere ok. Sorry this is late. It's just filler. I may have to up the rating because I forgot how bad my languauge is. :\Anyways.