She was the sun in my sky, center of my universe. She was the music in my mind that I never wanted to leave. Her smile melted the most frozen of hearts, her laugh was contagious, made me feel at home. Her hair smelled of Lilac in a city of antiseptic. Long, golden locks contrasted vividly against the white padded walls. She always hated it. But I quite admired it. She was my symbol of hope in my small white box. I only saw her once a day, but that was always enough. I could never keep track of time, whether it was day or night. She always told me stories of what went on, outside. It always made me smile, but I never spoke a word. The entire time we were there, I said nothing to her. I don't remember how we got there, or my life prior. But what I do, is all of her and how much blood she shed. It was a time like any other, she was late to our visit. Until she busted through that cold steel door. She shed a scream that was unlike anything I'd heard. I felt it in my bones. Shaking my heart to its very core. She clung to me for dear life but all I could do was watch. The jacket kept me restrained. They beat me until I went limp. When I got back my strength, she screamed for me once last time. I rammed the door over and over.
Brother!
Brother, help me!!
I screamed her name until my throats when raw. Over and over and over. Until I couldn't hear her anymore.
LILLY!
An eternity after, they came for me. Put me out and awoke on an examination table, bare. My mind was blank and it was terrified. I look over and see her. Blonde locks now faded and dull. Skin as white as a ghost. I snapped. Everything replayed in my head as I reached for my scalpel next to her lifeless body. Her shrill scream in my mind, I cut off my ears and let out my quieted and eventually mute scream. Doctors came in from all over. They bandaged me up. Put me back in the jacket and locked me in my own hell.
I never spoke again.