Ok so normally I don't post stories until I have at least 5 chapters but I've had this one in my drafts forever and done nothing with it and I got excited about it all the sudden so I decided to post it and yeah tell me what y'all think. Also, cover voting time!!

Let me know which one y'all like best and it'll become my cover!

I laid on my uncomfortable, gray bed in my stone, gray room, with my feet up on the gray ceiling that sloped down from the middle so my legs could reach it. I kicked it repeatedly out of boredom at first, then began stomping a rhythm, very purposefully trying to annoy the guy above me.

They thought pink would excite me, white would irritate me, red would anger me, black would sadden me, green would sicken me, purple would make me mischievous, they were all so into all this psychological stuff that was ridiculous.

I heard a loud crash from above and felt the ceiling vibrate against my combat boots, followed by a bunch of smaller crashes before footsteps were heard. I smirked, knowing I'd accomplished my task of irritating Luke out of his nap.

"SCAAAARRRRLLEEEETTTT!!!!" He yelled at me as I let my legs flop down and pretended to be asleep when he opened the door to my room and walked in.

"You little shit I know you're not sleeping!" Luke scolded.

"I don't think you're allowed to call a patient a 'little shit' especially a violent, dangerous, cold blooded killer like me. Wouldn't want to 'overstimulate me' and 'make me feel attacked and angry' causing me to have a killing spree." I joked with a smirk. "I could get you fired LukeASS!"

"Then you'd have no one to bother all the time." He rolled his eyes and pushed me out of the bed, causing me to fall onto the concrete with a thump.

"Uh oh. I guess now I'm gonna have to kill you." I smiled at him as I stood and jumped onto his back, wrapping my arms around his neck, pretending to choke him. He backed up into the wall, making me jump down, not wanting to be squished.

I suddenly heard people coming down the halls, visitors, and smirked.

"Oh no." Luke sighed. I turned around and fell backwards, making Luke catch me under my arms. I let out a blood curdling scream, instantly hearing a few gasps. I kicked and screamed as Luke boredly held me up, trying not to smile at the woman's and children's concerned faces.

"I NEED TO LISTEN TO THE VOICES! I NEED TO DO WHAT THEY SAY! THEYLL KILL US ALL IF I DONT! THE VOICES! THE VOICES!" I wail in an unsettling dramatic crazy person voice, knowing they're staring at me.

"Calm down Scarlett! SCARLETT!" Luke tries to hush my screaming, half playing along, half actually embarrassed.

"THEYRE COMING FOR US! THEYRE GOING TO KILL US ALL! WE MUST YIELD TO THE VOICES!"

"Shut up Scarlett." Luke says calmly as he flops me onto my squeaky mattress when the family passes.

"Oh, quit ruinning all my fun Luke! This place is boring! Scaring children is my only entertainment!" I say, knowing the family is still well in ear shot. I hear a sigh of relief and a child asking "is she ok?"

"You're a horrible person and you deserve to be here." He says calmly.

"I feel the love, LukeASS."

"You really are crazy. Different kind than your mom though, i think."

"I dont even think crazy is genetic. People are stupid." Luke rolls his eyes.

"Crazy is definitely genetic, Scarlett. Theyre doctors. They went to college for 15 years."

"Damn. Well, how would I know that? I get a sorry excuse of an education here. And I know I'm not crazy. And really, what a waste of life. they really are stupid. How long did you go to school?"

"Im still in school. Im an intern, remember?"

"Please dont be like them, lucas."

"Dont call me that. And i wont. ill be worse, because ill be grumpy from always dealing with you, and not to mention, not getting any sleep."

"Stop trying to act like an old man. We all know your just a big kitten."

"No! Jeffrey told one of the nurses i scare him."

"Stop scaring old men! Youre a horrible person."

"You scare children."

"Its different!"

"Not really."

"Yah huh! anyway... Im cold."

"You know im not supposed to touch you scarlett."

"Oh yeah, cuddling might spark the murderer in me. Oh well, youve already broken that rule half a million times." I jump on his stomach and he grunts.

"Im going to tell them to stop giving you icecream if you dont behave yourself."

"Oops. Sorry 'daddy'" I roll my eyes, getting off. Why does he get control of my icecream priveledges?

"I accept your apology, young miss."

"Young miss?"

"Sure, why not."

i lean in to his chest and he begrudgingly wraps his arms around me.

"Well get caught." He warns.

"No ones down here."

"Which is very unsafe, as youre a very high risk patient."

"Id never try anything."

"You beg me to help you escape every day."

"Im testing you. So far, you pass."

"Good to know."

"You know i dont belong here."

"I know."

"Then tell them."

"Then ill get fired and youll have some hard ass dealing with you. You know that. they wont take me seriously. Theyll accuse me of getting too attatched to the patient im assigned to. Theyll reassign me at least. Just like what happened with Juliette, right?"

"Dont talk about her. She doesnt belong here either, much too innocent to be handling all these crazy peoeple. She should go get married and have kids, and bring them to visit auntie scarlett."

"No one would willingly bring their kids any where near you. Anyway, whod she get reassigned to?"

"Johnson, i think."

"Hes such a flirt."

"Handsome though, for a 45 year old."

"Is there even anything wrong with him?"

"He has that split personality thing. Hes pretty cute as a five year old girl named Josephine. But hes also pretty good at hiding what personality hes in, and that he has so many. Ive only met a few."

"Ah."

"Luke?"

"Yeah?"

"I miss her." I sigh, looking up at him with big puppy dog eyes. He lets out a huff and rubs my back.

"I know, little girl."

Juliet was assigned to me for the first thirteen years of my life. She practically raised me, because my mom wasn't permitted to go out of isolation for even a few minutes, I've only even met her once, when I snuck to isolation, found her room, and opened the little metal slide door thing. We talked for a few minutes before a guard caught me, and I had icecream privileges taken away. Anyways, Juliet was my mommy, but then she told them that I shouldn't be in his place, and got reassigned. That was four years ago, and a few temps were in charge of me before luke got assigned to me, and he's taken care of me ever since. I've only seen Juliette a few times since then.

"Luke..." I whimper, tears filling my eyes.

"She's ok, princess. I talked with her the other day. She misses you." Luke says. He only calls me princess when I start crying, he knows Juliette called me that.

"Lukey, please." He wipes a tear that fell away from under my cheek, sighing. Giving in.

"I'll see what I can do. I'll talk to her at lunch, ok? No crying, princess." Luke, only every so often, once every three or four months, helps Juliette sneak down to see me. Every birthday, both mine and hers, on Christmas, and sometimes just randomly, either to surprise me or because I asked.

"Thankyou, Lukey." I smile, wiping my eyes. "I love you."

"Yeah," he chuckles, "you better, my ass could get fired for pullin this shit." He warns, jokingly. I grin at him and kiss his cheek and he raises an eyebrow.

"Don't."

"I'm not doing anything."

"That's too far, Scarlett."

"We're already laying together cuddling in a bed, I don't see why cheek kissing should be that big of a deal." I roll me eyes.

"Which we already shouldn't be doing. We don't need any repeats, we've been over this." He warns and I frown.

I had gotten a crush on luke the second he was assigned as my caregiver- he was the youngest man I'd ever seen, and he's, frankly, beautiful, how could I resist? It didn't take me long to start cuddling up and Luke didn't object. That progressed, and I got brave enough to try to kiss him. He kissed me back, but he said it couldn't ever happen again. He wouldn't exactly explain why, and I still, of course, have a huge crush and may or may not be in love with him. But he's set boundaries since then and pretty strongly enforced them.

"Get ready, lunch soon." I nod and sigh as he leaves the room.