hey brothers! hope you all are having a radddd time today.

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"Thank you," Lisa gasps, "So much, thank you Niall."

She is desperate today, handling the food more frantically than previously and gobbling it down.

"You wouldn't happen to have a drink, would you? Im quite parched." She meekly asks, peering up at me with guilty eyes.

"No, I apologize. I'm not sure if i was allowed to bring the glasses up." I say solemnly, scratching my arm awkwardly.

I felt bad for her, i really did.

"I'm glad to see you're still here. Maybe Mr. Malik cancelled his appointment with you." I voice my hope in attempts to bring up her mood, although its in vain.

"I doubt it," She snorts and shifts her mood, "With me being pregnant, i'm sure he has a nice little place for me down in the basement."

"Why do you think you're going in the basement? Maybe he needs to move you to a room closer to a restroom or something."

She shakes her head, "Do you see any kids around here, Niall? Infants or toddlers?"

I bite the inside of my lip and avoid her narrow glare, "No, i dont."

"Thats the point. There shouldn't be, after all this is a mental asylum," She finishes, taking a small breath, "This place isnt right."

"Julia, my cousin," She began, facing me but casting her eyes downward, "She fell pregnant not too long ago. Maybe last month, but it felt like forever ago."

Her voice tapered towards the end and her eyes close as if she were remembering a memory with Julia.

Slowly, her eyelids opened, revealing emerald eyes that were filled with fear and sadness. "She's gone now, I haven't seen her in the living quarters or cafeteria since. I know what happened to her."

Every word I conjure in my head disappears at my tongue, leaving me silent to her testimony.

She waits for me to react, but quickly shuts down with my silence.

"Im sure its just a suspicion though," She dismisses herself, "I don't even know why i'm talking to you about this, you've just started a week ago."

"No, that seems suspicious, you're right-"

"Niall!" Some one calls me, beckoning me out of Lisa's room.

"I will be back soon." I apologize to Lisa before hastily exiting the room.

~*~

"Thank you, Niall," Florence blushes, quickly taking the bucket of hot soapy water and a rag, "I couldn't find Avery. I would've went to her first, but she wasn't upstairs at all."

"I work the upstairs now," I nod, adverting my gaze from the red stain on Florence's bed, "I understand, its nothing you can control."

She nods and begins to clean, "That is all, thank you again, Niall."

I leave the room, trusting her with the supplies until i have time to return back to her.

Once im in the hallway, i walk towards room 38 and knock thrice on the door.

With no response, i try to assume the best and think shes sleeping, leaving me to go to the supply closet.

To my surprise, im greeted by a familiar plump woman who's bosom is in full view.

"Hello, Avery," I greet, "What are you doing up here?"

"Restocking," She simply replies, "What is it you need?"

"A mop please," I say without realizing my bucket is lended with Florence, "Wait, no, i meant a duster please."

Avery looks up at me and gives me a side glance before reaching for the feathery duster on the second shelf.

"Thank you, i shall be on my way now." I thank and quickly walk away from her.

Since the hallway is very empty, i only have the lights to dust. Standing on my tip toes, i attempt to clean every square inch.

Im almost done with my first ten lights when Avery makes her way out of the closet. Her wirey, grey hair is pinned back to her head, and her clothes are slightly ruffled.

She catches my eye and waits until i break eye contact.

great, now she knows im weak.

She begins to walk towards me and i assume the worst.

Am i dusting wrong? Dust faster, Niall!

Im surprised when i see her walk right past me, and towards the door with 38 on it.

At first, she lightly taps on the door and waits patiently. A couple moments pass, and she calls out Lisa's name.

No response.

"Lisa!," She cries out, her hoarse voice growing louder with each call, "Lisa, baby, its Avery!"

She quickly turns to her belt, sifting through the keys on her loop before finding a grey one to place inside the lock.

The door opens to emptiness, and Avery walks in.

"Not you too, baby," Avery softly says, picking up Lisa's blanket and holding it to her chest.

I try my best to ignore Avery as i clean, feeling rude if i disrupt her mourning.

Clean, clean, clean.

Avery walks out the door with a scowl on her face, directing it straight towards me.

"Clean faster, boy. I could clean this hallway better than you with my eyes blindfolded!" She hisses, judging my work.

I keep my mouth shut, not wanting to anger her any more.

What did i do?

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2 updates in one day whew .

poor Avery, poor Lisa :'(

I think the Ziall is going to be starting soon, Im just getting the stage set if that makes sense?

Also i didnt mean to be gross with the period thing and Florence, but i wanted this book to be somewhat realistic if that makes sense.

Questionsssss

1) Why is avery so upset/ what does she have against Niall?

2) Okay now whats your fav drink? I looooove water, i would literally die without it lololol. I also like to drink the Gravy from DQ (im so sorry but its good!)

Good luck on Finals if you have any, shout out to @Ziall_124 for always wishing me good luck on mine :') i appreciate it ! YOU TOO DUDE.

also shout out to all of you active readers, you dudes are so rad!!