I spun the knife in a circle on the laminated tables with a frown. You’re not crazy they said. You just need a little help they told me. So here I was a Cherry Green Mental hospital. It was practically an all-male institute here with female staff and it was annoying me.

My brother sat across the table from me humming a tune and I took my time to study him. Vic Fuentes. My brother was the polar opposite of me with no tattoos, no piercings and long dark hair that curled at the end but still made him look manly.

There were two other people who we’d befriended in the hospital. The first guy was really weird looking with his hedgehog spiky hair and dark eyes but he was a lovely guy. He was really skinny so I’m guessing that was the reason he was put in the hospital. His name was really weird too, it was Jaime but pronounced as Hi-Me

Then there was the other boy. He was quite short and had as many tattoos as I did; his ears were stretched so wide that I’m pretty sure I could fit a candle through it. I very rarely saw him without a hat off but I could say the same for myself.

He had an amazing name too Cesar Antonio Perry. Although he preferred to be called Tony Perry which I supposed was understandable. He was really attractive which was crazy considering that I’d never even been interested in guys before.

“Why are you staring at me?” Tony squinted at me and I just shrugged at him with a smirk on my face. I didn’t talk much because the voices in my head told me that no one wants my opinion and I agree with them. Who would want to hear my opinions anyway?

“Jaime, are you alright?” Vic asked as he started crying. I stood like I did at every meal when Jaime had a breakdown and sat next to him with a smile.

“If I eat I’ll get fat and if I get fat I’ll get ugly!” Jaime slammed his fist down on the table and water teetered on its edge before spilling into a waterfall and onto my lap. I wasn’t fussed by the water on my clean clothes.

“You’re not ugly. You’ll never be ugly.” Tony whispered in Jaime’s ear before kissing him gently on the lips. They had been together before getting admitted to the hospital but they’d been here for nearly a year and hadn’t made any attempt to get back together.

“Mike Fuentes to see Dr Homely.” An old woman’s voice crackled over the speakers and I inwardly groaned before standing and taking my still full plate to the cleaning ladies, Dorothy who was washing the dishes today tutted at me.

“When are you going to eat, boy? You’re wasting away to nothing!” She exclaimed and flicked bubbles to me. I grinned and wiped the foamy stuff away with a wave.

“Hey Mike! Wait up!” I turned to see Tony running towards me before throwing a hand over his chest in a gasp. I waited for him to return standing upright before he flashed his wickedly handsome smile.

“I’m heading to the music room and thought I’d walk with you. Vic is trying to comfort Jaime.” I just nodded and smiled. I liked Tony; he never worried about me hardly talking. He seemed to take it in stride and I would sometimes talk to him back.

“So…is band rehearsal happening today?” Tony asked as he walked down the hall with me, his tattooed arms swinging beside him.

I nodded at him as we reached the therapist office. We had started a band when we’d all met each other and found out our love of music. We’d decided to call the band Pierce The Veil. There was a reason behind the name but I wasn’t quite sure what it was since Vic confused me when he started talking really fast.

“Awesome! See you at 3, Mike!” Tony gave me a hug and I squeezed him back hesitantly as he literally ran down the hall to the music room. I knocked on the green wooden door in front of me and waited for the gruff ‘come in’.

I opened the door and took my usual seat in the over-stuffed red chair and glared at the old lady in the wingback chair.

“Don’t give me that look.”

Notes

Title Cred: Pierce The Veil.

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