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Damaged by Awsomealice94“I better dream if I have to struggle” Story of 19 year old Mary Alice Brandon

Damaged by Awsomealice94 Disclaimer- i own nothing Story is finished, so posting should be done regularly :) i started this last winter and haven't told a single person about it until a couple of months ago-which was hard for me, as you can imagine :) i finished two days ago

7. Chapter 7

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~When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm stronger I've figured out
How this world turns cold and breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one
I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all
Even if saving you sends me to heaven
~ Your Guardian Angel-Red Jumpsuit Apparatus

So Alice had finally figured it out…now what? Dr. Sacks thought as he walked through the halls of the psychiatric hospital. He needed to move…no, he needed to run. But he knew he couldn’t-this, walking human speed, was going to have to suffice for the moment.

“You look worried, Carlton.” He heard a voice from behind. He turned around quickly, surprised that anyone used his first name- he wasn’t used to people saying it. James obviously read his file.

“Oh, James, I thought I heard something.” In truth he didn’t, he was too deep in thought to notice.

“Something is not right with you.” James raised an eyebrow.

“Just a little flustered is all.” He nodded once, and then turned to keep on walking. But James snorted and in a second was standing in front of him. Carlton fought rolling his eyes-he was starting to get irritated. He couldn’t help but think of how easy things were when there was only one vampire here.

“As a vampire to a vampire,” he smiled at his own joke, “I can tell something is not right. You can trust me, Carlton. After all, I am just like you.” He pointed out. Dr. Sacks wanted to scream that he wasn’t like him at all-Dr. Sacks knew that something was weird about James from the first day he arrived as a doctor for the asylum. Perhaps he wasn’t a vegetarian? Although, how could that be when his eyes were brown? And how could he be just like him when he wasn’t in love with his patient?

Then again, what vampire wants to become a doctor in a human mental asylum, where the humans are delirious and tempting all at the same time? He did, of course, but only because not all of the humans were delirious. Some were sweet, kind, sensitive, smart, and caring-Alice.

“Is it that girl, the one with the visions?” he asked curiously.

“Alice?” Dr. Sacks asked, an automatic reflex to hearing the word ‘visions’.

“Yes yes that one. She does rather fascinate me with those visions…” his voice trailed off.

“Its not all her.” he shook his head, lying. James was just too new to trust for Carlton Sacks.

“Well, she seems smarter than the other patients.” James said, hinting for Carlton to continue yet again.

“Oh yes, she is. She doesn’t belong here, you know. It’s her visions that stop her from leaving. But she is rather observant, especially on me.” He whispered.

“Observant how?” James asked, crossing his arms.

“I think she knows about me, but I’m not sure about you. But she has been protecting me for a long time, she won’t tell anyone-it’s not like anyone will believe her. This place is full of delirious people.” He said too quickly, even for a vampire.

“I see. Why would she protect you? You’re only her doctor.” James asked.

“I think both of us don’t feel like I’m just her doctor.” And with that Carlton left James in the hall and ran quickly up five flights of stairs and to his bedroom-In less than one minute.

“Ah, Carlton,” James laughed while still standing alone in the hallway, “you have no idea what you just triggered.” And with that James began to think of a plan, a plan that included Mary Alice Brandon.

Meanwhile, Mary Alice lay down in her bed. She concentrated on her steady breaths and heart beats. She then thought of Dr. Sacks and the conversation that they had earlier today. She had a theory about what he was, and if he was what she thought he was-no. He couldn’t possibly be a…

“Vampire.” She whispered. As innocent as she was, she still didn’t have any idea if she was right. And she had no idea that perhaps, and rather soon, those steady breaths and heartbeats might be silenced.