quick a/n: Hello everyone! i hope you guys are enjoying my story. I apologize for the infrequent updates. This may or may not be a filler idk but I will update next chap with important stuff asap k.

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Sydney's POV

"Hi Peter," I gave the forty-year-old man a weak smile.

"Hey Syd. I heard about what happened today... I uh actually saw everything," He said to me with a hoarse voice. "It's going to be alright."

"Atrocious, wasn't it?" I chuckled while walking towards the door. He laughed along with me, his volume a little bit above mine. He then sat on the hallway with his back on my rusty cell door.

"You should've seen the look on the boy's face when you were running towards him," He laughed again. "Oh dear."

"Was it that bad? I couldn't see clearly, the tears were literally flowing out of my eyes. Madness." I sighed. I felt completely embarrassed and worn out after what happened earlier that day.

"Wanna talk out about it?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow. "We are talking about it, Peter." I shook my head smiling. Although we never called ourselves as best friends or anything, we did actually treat each other as if we were.

"I mean talk about what you're feeling," He said in a tone that said "obviously".

"As if in.. right now or..?"

"As if in tomorrow. Right now, duh!" He said with a more "obviously" tone.

"Okay! Chill Peter!" I laughed. "Yeah I guess I just need someone to talk to about literally everything."

"Talk to me about it. C'mon, I'm your chief confidant!"

"You promise you won't tell anyone?" I said to him though I knew that he had nobody to tell. Heck, he didn't even have anyone to talk to except for me.

"Oi oi, captain!" He replied in a pirate's cracky voice.

"I feel so... lost. Sometimes I feel like my life is on autopilot. I just don't have a purpose y'know. All my life I've been in this place, where everyone thinks I imagine things all the time. They don't believe a word I say. I can never be like those other normal teenagers."

"How do you know that those teenagers are normal?" He scoffed.

"I had neighbors when I was little, and a tv," The corners of my mouth turned up. "They have friends and boyfriends/girlfriends, they can go to the club and do rebellious things. I wanna know how it feels to jump off a cliff to the clear water. I wanna know how it feels to kiss someone. I wanna be excited about my day and be happy about my life. I want to be with people who actually care about me. This place is just.. dull and everything seems grey here."

"Hey! You've got me... and Luke." He tried to lighten up the mood.

"Peter, I do consider both of you guys as my friends but all of us aren't living the normal life! No offense, but look at you! You are living in a haunted hospital with no friends! And Luke? He's a drop out because of his lunatic dad! He's literally just like me! He could never work in a normal place. He could never be able to have many friends and have an amazing life! Everything isn't normal here. I wanna know how it feels to love someone and not in a friendly way." I starting to breathe a little bit heavily after my little rant.

"Don't get too carried away now. And how dare you say that about my life? Though sometimes I feel the same way about my life too, I'm grateful for everything God has given me. We can't change our circumstances by complaining and dreaming about a better life. We can change our lives by doing something about it." He replied, surprisingly, calmly.

"I suppose not. But how come you wanna spend the rest of your life here? You can do something about it. You can just leave this stupid place and find a better paying jobs, live a good life, be a celebrity or something!" We both laughed.

"Well I've got a job, place to live and a friend. So, I love my life and you should try to learn to love yours too. Appreciate the little things." I heard shuffling and footsteps fading away.

"Peter? You there?" I furrowed my eyebrows. Nobody answered. He left. I stood up, flopped onto my bed and fell asleep thinking about what he'd just said.

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"Tell me what happened," Dr. Alex said across the room with one of his hands holding a notepad and the other one holding a pen. Wow he went straight to the point. I had just entered his room; I hadn't even sat yet. I stood still near the glass door and stayed quiet because honestly, I didn't know how to explain what happened yesterday.

When I finally knew the words to say, I smirked and said, "Are you tired of my shit, Alex?"

"Excuse me?" His eyes that were on his notepad were now on my face and both of his elbows rested on the arms of his black office chair.

"You heard me. I don't wanna repeat my words. I'm tired. I'm tired of everything and I bet you are too. So if you expect me to talk about what happened yesterday, then I'm sorry to disappoint you, but I don't want to," I said with a straight face. "I need a break from all this. I need a break from seeing your face. I want to go back to my relaxing moment in my secret garden."

I was honestly done with my monotone life, having people telling me what to do, where to go, when to do this and that. I had thought about what Peter had said to me last night and I had decided to do something about my life. I wanted to get out of the place, so I tried to make them make my mom get me out of here. I want them to kick me out of here like how a school principal would do to a naughty child. That way, I could get away from Christina... My mom would get me out of here and I could convince her that I was okay then and live a normal life. I wouldn't say that it was the most brilliant idea ever but it could work, right?

"You don't wanna say anything now? You seem like you don't believe what I'm saying. Well, you never have, so I understand," I let out a deep breath and sighed. "This is getting boring, isn't it? Aren't you tired of all this? Because I am. Why don't you just end this session and send me back to my room with the same prescription of drugs that you've always given me?" I stated in a very offensive way. He just stared at me, his nose flaring.

He stood up, rounded his table and walked towards me. He towered over my Yoda sized body by at least 6 inches, his eyes burning on mine. He seemed.. furious.

I suddenly felt a little sting on my side, just above my hip. I gasped. He silently injected me with something. Before I fell down onto the floor, I saw Luke went into the room and saw us in a shocked expression.
"Luke.." Then I fell into an uneasy slumber.

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A/N: (I ONLY REREAD THIS ONCE SORRY IF THERES ANY MISTAKE!)
Anywayss! Sydney is getting rebellious wew & what the hell is Dr. Alex up to?*gasps* haha you'll find out soon! thank you for reading! pls pls pls vote and comment! ILY ALL

Songs that I listened to while writing this chap:
• Waste the Night — 5sos
• Life is worth living — Justin Bieber
• Wait — M83
• Wonderwall — Oasis
• Outer space/Carry on — 5sos