Deadly Devotion

"Good morning Ms. Edwin." The nurse said as she handed me my pills. Her hand was in front of me with a small plastic cup in between her thumb, pointer, and middle finger. I stared down at the small colourful tablets. One blue, one red, two yellow, four white, and four green. I looked at the nurse, smirked and walked away. Nurse Martha was a rude old bag who had nothing better to do then be a nurse for the criminally insane. I was one of the few patients that could really get on her nerves. But you know you are braking her slowly when you hear her in the staff brake room crying with other nurses about how much of a rude little s**t I could be. I'm actually proud of being a little s**t thank you very much. But every morning Martha greets me with a fake smile and forced "good morning" in hopes that if she comes across as humble, I'll play nice. Well, she thought wrong. "Guards!" I heard her old voice shake as she yelled for the guards who stood watch of us "crazy" people. Clearly they were used to me ignoring the daily drug deal and knew who exactly to go after. I felt the meaty hands of Brad and David. Two young broad boys who seem to think this job is the best job. Probably because they are in the Ward that holds all the girls. To bad we are all insane because those boys are hot as hell. "Ah. Mrs. Edwin, causing trouble yet again?" Brad asks as he raises my arm making my feet lift off the ground. Great, now I'm flying through hell. Oh wait, it was more fun in hell then it is in the Criminally Insane Ward of McDavis Asylum. "Look at you two, sweeping a girl off her feet just to drag her back and get her drugged. You two are real gentlemen, aren't you?" I said with a slight smirk. They both rolled their eyes at me, but they had a slight hint of a smile playing at their lips. That's what I normally did with the staff, I made them smile and laugh with my quick comebacks and smart remarks. I may be labeled "Criminally Insane" but I was one of two people in this Ward that were just slightly above normal. "Where's Ms. Chester? She's normally here by now." David questioned as both him and Brad dragged me back to the drug dealing Nurse Martha. She was a Christian and was heavy in the religion. Once she found out about my childhood past and how I pretty much hated the whole bullshit about our "Holy Father" she took a quick hating to me, but managed to tolerate me since she worked here and I lived here. She saw me as the "Spawn of Satan" which was a frequently used nickname she gave me. Normally she said it behind my back or when I got her really pissed she'd say it to my face. It didn't hurt me, I sometimes believed it. The things I did out in the real world where unimaginable. I know that because I've seen reports on what I did. But then again it really wasn't me. I managed to get better with the help of the nurses and staff here at McDavis. My multiple personality disorder is pretty much out the window. I've been living a one person life for two and a half years now. That was good for me since I've been here for a while. "Well there you are Nurse Martha." Brad said as I felt my bare feet touch the floor, the cold cold floor. I looked at Brad and David who stood there watching me like a hawk. I looked down at my white hospital like gown, my pale skin showing my blue veins from how cold I was. I looked up at Martha and gave her a nice big smile. She handed me the plastic cup again and I took it happily from her old person hand. "Why thank you Martha, you are such a wonderful person. I hope that when you die they make you into a lovely purse for the rich." I smiled then turned on my heel and started to walk away with Brad and David who followed me closely behind. Somehow Katharine and I managed to adopt them as our own little guards. Sure they were annoying but the head of our Ward assigned them to us, not only did we adopt them when we first came but a few months after destroying staff members, the building, and ourselves they become an assigned watch dog for us. I was stuck with Brad and Katharine with David. "We will help you take the pills if you'd like." Brad egged on waiting for me to take the small tablets. I looked at him, slitting my eyes into my famous death stare. I then looked away and down at the small plastic cup. I looked at the twelve small pills. I picked up one. Goodbye blue. Then another. Goodbye red. Then two more. Goodbye yellow. Four gone, eight to go. I picked up all the small white pills and put them all in my mouth. I managed to swallow all of them dry, but sometimes I found it as a struggle to even keep one down before I threw it up. My body didn't handle pills very well and I was trying to keep my gaging to a complete negative four at the moment. But I felt it kicking up the number line. I picked up a green pill, put it in my mouth, and bam. Negative three. Then I picked up another pill. Negative two. Then another pill. Negative one. I looked at the last pill. The Easter green colour and the weird number of 10XX dug into it. This pill was the last to decide if my gaging reflex was staying at zero or was going to jump to positive six. I closed my eyes as I took the pill between my thumb and pointer finger. I put it in my mouth and made it vanish within seconds wanting to get the pain over with. I was stuck at zero today. I opened my eyes quickly to sigh in somewhat of relief. Brad patted my shoulder as I started to walk to Katharine and I's small table we normally sat at in the mornings waiting for breakfast. Or what we had to call breakfast. Two pieces of toast with butter and porridge was a very s**t type of breakfast to me. I looked around the room and saw Katharine walking to the table alone. She was allowed to be unlocked from her holding cell and walk here alone. I was greeted every morning, which was more like a wake up call, by Brad unlocking the door. He then walks me to where Nurse Martha has her little drug deal handover booth, where he leaves to find David and I manage to wreak havoc on s**t that I feel needs havoc thrashed upon. But Martha, the pre-historic b***h, ruins all my fun by calling him back to my side. The force of having to take pills in the morning so I don't kill someone is amazing. Im kidding I hate this bullshit pill plan we live on. "Well I see you'er at a zero today." Katharine said as she pulled the chair out from her side of the table. I rolled my eyes as I did the same. Brad and David went to lean on the wall and watch us from afar. "Yeah, ever since they upped me by four more pills it's gotten harder to keep all of them down. I just wish they'd let me smoke in the damn building!" I ranted with slight anger. I was itching to feel the cigarette between my lips and the nicotine running through my veins. "Well just think, four more years and if we meet standards we are out of here." She sighed, most likely thinking about how four more years is going to take forever. I laid my head on the table, the coolness calming me for a few seconds. I lifted my head quickly when I heard the screams of a girl coming from somewhere close by. "This place is bullshit." I said as I banged my head on the table. The screams were getting louder and most likely coming from over dramatic Anna Carlson. Some weird girl who was moved up to our Ward because she tried strangling one of the nurses in a different Ward. "Oh hush. I remember someone who was even louder then that when she first got here for the second time." Katharine said as I was in mid-head bang. I looked up at her and smirked. Then I looked over towards Brad and gave him a small wink. Katharine fake gagged as I did so. "Oh stop. I know you want David just as bad as he wants you." I said my smirk turning into a full blown smile. Katharine rolled her eyes, then looked in the direction of which Anna was still screaming. "Someone needs to shut her up." I said as I began to bang my head against the table again. Then I stopped and looked up at Anna again. I stood up and walked over to her. Then went back to my table with a quiet Anna as she pulled up a chair to our table "Hello Anna, how are you?" Katharine asked her as Anna shook in her seat. She was scared of us because we had managed to keep our cool and never act as we did when we first came here for the second time. It shows that the both of us had gotten better. Anna's guard went and stood with Brad and David and they started to talk, ignoring us. Anna looked at us with her pale blue eyes. You could tell the girl had sleepless nights and she barely ate because the life that should be inside her eyes wasn't there. She was dead on the outside and on the inside. I knew how she felt, somewhere deep inside I was pitying her. But my strong outer core wouldn't show it. "I-I-i'm...good." She whispered as she shook even more. That's right. Fear me, everyone fear me for I am all mighty and power- "C-Can I ask how you both ended up here?" Anna said as I was in mid-thought. I looked at Katharine and shrugged my shoulders. It couldn't hurt to explain our past lives. Even if we had to go deep deep down to when we were somewhat pure and weren't criminals. But then again, why wouldn't we do this? No one ever asks because they are either to scared or they already know. We never get to tell our story, our lives. We never get to describe it in our own way. So Anna had just opened up a gateway to an all new type of hell Katharine and I called our lives.