A/N: I'm happy! I finally have a little confidence to write this. I just wanna say, Leo is very homophobic before he meets Treyvon. I'm sorry if it triggers you, but I did put trigger warnings before this chapter.

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Leo

I bite my nails, and one of them starts to bleed. I don't care though, the pain makes me feel something other than anger. I look around the eggshell white walls, and they start to make me feel lonely. The doctors sent me to the solitary room because supposedly I'm a danger to others.  What a load of bullshit, that fucking fag touched me first. Whatever, at least I don't have that sissy for a roommate anymore. I'm supposed to be discharged tomorrow, they think I've improved my suicidal  behavior. I told those fucking cunts that I'm not suicidal. I overdosed on those Xannies but I'm not suicidal. I'm not even depressed, just really fucking mad. All I've been seeing is red lately, every little thing just starts pissing me off. The doctors gave me medication that's supposed to help with that, whatever the fuck that means. I just want to go back home and smoke a joint. I've been really needing that stress reliever and smoking a fat one sounds just right. I shift on my bed, which is basically a fucking wood block with a plastic mattress on it.  I growl in frustration, who the fuck thought it was good idea to use a hard plastic mattress for a bed. Plus, the sheets just slip off so the rubbery texture rubs against my skin.

My room door opens, I turn my head to see a curly headed nurse standing in the doorway.  "Leo?" The nurse questioned. 

I felt my heart race, maybe its an early discharge. "Yeah?" I replied. She writes something down on her clipboard. 

"Thanks hun, I'm just doing 15 minute checks. I'll come back to get you to line up for the dinner cart." The nurse stated. She turns away and walks out, shutting the door behind her. 

"Fuck." I muttered. I run my hands in my hair, which I haven't got to brush my hair since I got here. That was five days ago, I can't wait til I leave. The staff here are fucking robots, and the other kids... When I first came here this girl named Janessa came right up to me. She started babbling to me about how I'm the cutest guy in the hospital. Janessa was about fourteen, she was short and chunky. The day I arrived she got discharged, I don't know how because and hour before they let her out she was threatening another patient she was gonna slit their throats with a marker cap. Crazy bitch.  Then my fucking roommate,  Aris, had been following me around ever since I got here. He was openly gay and a fucking waste of air. Yesterday, when we were still roommates, he started trying to play with my hair. Me and him ain't even friends, I told him to stop touching me and he thought it was a game. So, I punched that fucking fairy in his jaw. 

When's that fucking nurse gonna come and tell me dinners ready. The stupid bitch probably forgot. Fuck, I just wanna smoke right now. I start biting my nails. I can't wait for tomorrow..