Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hidden Feelings ❯ Consultation ( Chapter 3 )

Key: //blah// = other self; blah = emphasis; /blah/ = conversation w/ other self; *blah* = whispered; {blah} = sounds/action

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Ch 3 Consultation

"WHY?!?!?!"

Shit! Why did I yell it out loud? Great. Just fucking great.

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Jingling keys are heard beyond the door. The door opens and a man in a white coat enters the room.

"I see that you have finally awakened," the man in the white coat says stating the obvious, "My name is Dr. Mazaki. I am here to help you with your problems."

"It's none of your business," snaps the teenage boy.

"Ah, but it is," the doctor says calmly and scribbles on his note pad, "How are you feeling right now?"

"It's not like you really care how I feel," the patient replies curtly.

"But I do. You see, that is what I need in order to help you."

"Help my ass," retorted the boy, "If you really care to help, you can start by leaving me the hell alone."

"We still have a minute. Why do you think you ended up here?" questions Dr. Mazaki.

"Because you, and everyone else in this world don't give a damn shit about me," the boy abruptly answers.

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"Why do you think that?" he asks and scribbles some more.

"I don't think that. I know that. Now leave me the fuck alone," I snapped.

"Hmm. . . Alright then, I will see you another time," he scribbled some more. Then he got up and left, locking the door behind him, leaving me bounded to this thing.

I hate this place. I hate being strapped to this damned thing. If only I had a dagger or something sharp. But what kind of institution would they be if they had something sharp lying around?

//Did the baka made pretty angry?//

/Oh, how can you tell?! Is it my tone? Yes of course, I'm angry./

//Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. Haven't you learned anger only cause trouble?//

/Why don't you go fuck yourself?!?!/

//You know saying that to me is the same as saying that to yourself since we share the same body.//

/You're a bastard, you know that?/

//Name-calling gets you nowhere my dear.//

/I don't have anywhere to go, besides this hellhole./

//If you say so.//

/And what is that suppose to mean?/

//. . .//

/Answer me!/

//. . .//

/I hate you!/

Ra, I detest him. Detest him to the brink of insanity. But how can I detest someone who's not real, but part of you, that much? I'm confusing myself, if I'm not confused enough already.

And his mocking doesn't help. I feel so helpless. Arms strapped, lying in a padded cell. No one even cares for me. Especially not my family. I'm fucked up in the head and no one cares.

I should've committed suicide when I had the chance. I could've died and I'll be happy. I could've escaped this hellhole. It's hopeless now. I'll never get a chance in here. There isn't anything I could use to escape.

Mou hitori no boku is the one who insisted I take out my anger and get my vengeance. It's all his fault I'm stuck in this Ra damned place! I don't want to live in this hellhole anymore. I want to die. Now I'm imprisoned here, forever.

I felt some tears on my cheeks. I didn't realize I was crying. Eternity seems like a long time.

{A droplet falls to the ground.} Why is fate so cruel to me?

{A few droplets wet the white sheets.} Why is the world against me? Why is my life so fucked up? Why? Why?!?! What did I do in the first place to get dealt this cruel hand?

*I just wanted to be happy.*

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A/n: Thanks for the reviews. So what do guys think? It's not finished yet. I'm still not sure what the outcome should be.

Any ideas of how he would escape? Other ideas are welcome too. And did I rate this appropriately? Guesses of the person are still welcome. Reviews please. Ja matte ne.