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shanedawsonsfanfics · 3 years

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Byakuya Togami x Fem!Reader Nsfw

Content Includes; nsfw, degrading, afab reader, drugging, noncon, Byakuya Togami

Early this morning as you got ready to head to the cafeteria to meet the others, you noticed a piece of neatly folded paper in front of your door. A note someone must have slid through from the other side.

You pick it up and examine its contents.

In fancy writing, it read "I require assistance in the office, We will meet promptly after the morning announcement. I advise you be discreet"

Very blunt and to the point. Although there was no name, you knew exactly who called for you.

But why would Togami, as brilliant as he is, need help from you?

Your mind begins to rack up what could possibly be his intention. To kill you?

If so, the others would obviously know as you both would be the ones missing from the cafeteria. You knew the Ultimate Affluent Progeny was not that ignorant. Perhaps he truly needed your help, given his straightforward attitude.

You decided you would go, but would be sure to take caution. It must be something important, maybe he knew a way to escape.

You made your way through the dorm hall and spot Kyoko. She was leaning on the edge of the wall, seemingly lost in thought.. You acknowledged her intelligence and her great support during the class trials. Telling her about your whereabouts would ensure that if something were to happen, she would easily solve the trial.

"Hey Kyoko!" You wave. She responds with nothing but a glance to you, her expression like stone.

"I just wanted to let you know ill be absent during the daily meeting in the cafeteria… Togami seems to need my help…"

You give her grave look and her bright purple irises bore into yours. Her expression changed and showed subtle hints of worry.

The air grows cold and silent. She finally nods in understanding. "I will be sure to remember" Is all she says.

Nobody else greeted you on your way to the office. You twist open the door and was greeted by the cool dust filled atmosphere. It smelt of old wood and parchment.

Byakuya was sitting in the desk, a letter in his hand. He showed no reaction to your presence. You cleared your throat

"H-hey I got your note…"

Silence.

A slight squeak of his chair filled the room as he sat up straight in the chair, still reading the letter. "Come here" he says.. and you obliged, standing to his side, squinting to read the paper.

You were very close to him, and the smell of cologne and clean fabric filled your nose. You felt a little light headed, being so close to him. "This handwriting is absolutely atrocious, perhaps a commoner as yourself would have more luck understanding these childish scribbles"

You ignore his backhanded compliment and eye the letter. Instantly recognizing the handwriting as undeniably your own. Your heart sinks as every word written processed in your head.

When did you write this? This was surely your handwriting, but the words… Your face felt hot all of a sudden and your legs wobbled…

Byakuya notices your eyes skimming the paper and he raises his voice in annoyance "read it aloud"

You shake your head no… there was no way you could… You slowly move away from him until he grabs you by the hem of your skirt.

"Read it now"

He roughly pulls you even closer than before to him. Now holding you by the waist he snuck a leg between your own, locking you in place and ensuring you couldn't walk away. His grip was firm as you struggled to be free.

"It appears you have no other options now, I suggest you stop writhing like a filthy pig and begin"

He spoke with poison and his nails dragged into your skin through your clothes.

Your heart pounded, in fear, shame, and embarrassment.

"My s-stomach gets full of butterflies when I see to-togami around school"

You could see Togami smirk in the corner of your eye "wig! such a scandal" he says.

You gulp.. his skin dug deeper into your sides. He picks up where u left off

"I wonder what Togami thinks about, what does he jack off to?" He says in a sarcastic voice. "I wonder how he would react if I told him all the fowl thoughts that consume my mind when he is near"

Your face flushes and with a sudden burst of energy u begin to squirm again. Successfully breaking free you get up and scurry to the door. Togami grabs the back of your collared shirt and throws u against the desk before you can make it. "You are so irritating" he says as he pushes his weight on top of you, making you almost completely immobile besides your writhing arms on either side of his body. Your stomach and heart began to swell full of butterflies just like in the letter. He pulls you in for a deep, forceful kiss. "TEA" Togami says angrily. You refused to reciprocate. Togami suddenly bit down on your lip with a force that made tears pick in the corners of your eyes. As the stinging of your lip clouded you're mind you felt Togami pull away. "Your breathe is disgusting. SAME!!!"

He clicks his tongue.

Your mind begins to draw blank and you feel quite dizzy.

You close your eyes, attempting to relieve this sickening feeling. As you open them you can't help but feel like something is off…

Everything felt hazy, and confusing.

"Hello sister??? U still there? We haven't even gotten to the fun part ;("

Shane says looking down at you as his body is practically touching yours. You can feel his sweat make its way through his shirt and into the cloth of yours. A giant wet spot right between your chest.

"You look so nice kitten *Clicks tongue*

He says in a playful tone.

"I cant wait to cum all over you"

Shane begins to unbutton your shirt. His big, sweaty hands reaching for the newly revealed skin. Making sure to moisten every part of your body with the vast amount of sweat he creates. Seriously…. Whats his problem? You try to speak, to scream. But nothing comes out. Your throat clenches on its words and your mouth was desert dry.

"T-togami?" You say hoarsely in confusion.. you felt all your energy drain from saying his name. Togami… where did he go? As much as you pretended to hate what was happening, you truly wished he would embrace you with intimacy.

What was happening.. who is this man?

Where did Togami go?

"Aw I guess the drugs have'nt worn off yet isn't that tea. Idk who this 'Toe-gamee' guy is but you got someone better! Hey whats up! Yes! I'm shane dawson!"

He says beginning to unpants you. Your mind was barely processing any of this. You tried to fight him off of you but it seemed as though your body was made of jello… You could not move at all. You felt so powerless under this man's grasp. He seemed terrifying, he wreaked of stench, and his touches against your skin felt like knives.

Tears dropped down your face as you felt him drag his hand from your now bare chest to your abdomen. "This is where I'm gonna cum later ;)" he says… his hand left a visible grease trail on your body. You close your eyes as hard as you can. Please let this stop… please togami save me…

Togami would not be coming for you. Nobody would… you'd remain locked up in shane dawson's recording room forever being his kitten. And to set the record straight he very much did cum on his precious cat. Many times.. and you hated every moment of it.

#danganronpa x reader #danganronpa x you #danganronpa imagines #danganronpa x y/n #thh x reader #byakuya togami x reader #byakuya x reader #mod shane dawson

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ververa · 5 years

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“Asylum” (2/?)

Part 1

It took me forever to finish it. Sorry for this

@misssmephisto thank you so much for your help <3 I’d never finish it if it hadn’t been for you.

Dr Ellie Staple x patient

Warning: mention of eating disorders, degradation, abuse, homophobia

A human’s body is said to be a kind of sanctuary – and ought to be treated as it. Though, after two weeks at the ward you already knew they do not consider it that way. The duo from hell steadily, but effectively makes you feel like a trash. Your blood may remain pure – as long as you’re not an addict – though your body and then soul is completely destroyed. You’re losing indications of humaneness. It’s unavoidable, though the speed of this process depends mostly on your character and psychological strength. It’s kind of incompatible, actually, for a psychiatric hospital’s aim ought to be helping patients to regain their emotional stability and well-being, not to cause further damage. But that place and those people seemed to have their own laws.

It was hard to say why it didn’t work on me the same way it did on the rest. Maybe it’s because I was already used to being treated this way – a troubled childhood it was – maybe it was thanks to the conversations I was having with Doctor Staple or maybe she was right saying that I’m stronger that I think. Whatever it was it put me in an awkward position. Sister Janet was treating me as a danger to her position – for which she had been working hard to maintain. The power and control that she was holding was at risk, when the patients were around such an outstander like me. I was afraid of her, of course, cause she was an obstacle that could effectively prevent me from leaving that place.

The only thing I desired was remaining sane in that place – deprived of sanity. And that was the reason for her to acknowledged me as a rebel. And the one rebel is enough to bring up the fighting spirit in the whole tribe.

I had never meant to get in her way – it was only a temporary, not permanent, destination for me, and getting on her nerves wasn’t something unplanned. Actually, I didn’t even realize I was doing it. How could I know that by talking to other patients I may somehow overstep particular boundaries of her rules. But, apparently, I did it. Sister Janet perceived my getting on with others and helping them to feel more secure, simply by talking, as undermining her authority.

And so, as I broke the rules I was going to get punished.

You may think that you know what a humiliation is, yet she can show you it from a different – even worse – perspective. She along with Doctor Schulz can make your nightmares come true. They are capable of making what’s the worst in you to come out and destroy you from inside. That’s how their tactic works.

Janet’s favourite method of punishment or rather the beginning of the whole penalty process – was the room search. If you think that you’re safe, as you do not hide anything, you’re naive. It’s not about checking if addicts or anorexics hide some illegal substances for real. The purpose is to find “the thing” that will provide her with justification for punishing you. And trust me, if she really wants to make you suffer, she will find a way.

That’s exactly what she did with me. Of course, she needed to make sure nobody would stand in her way. She waited for Doctor Staple and one more psychiatrist, who were more likely to disturb her, to leave the clinic. Ellie was going on a business trip and so everybody knew she would be absent for 3 or so days. That clinched our fate.

Sister put two contiguous wards on the state of alert. It was already quite late – and it was quite unexpected when they told us to stand at the corridor.

At first it was hard for me to figure out what exactly was going on. Though Martin – who was himself for the last few days – explained it to me. We kind of befriended with each other. He was a man, of course, but he was so different to all of them – and instead of making me scared he was actually the one who could calm me down. I failed to understand how he could have no friends being such a kind and caring person. I couldn’t make them like him, so I became his friend instead. And in return he was my guardian.

I could feel how he was trembling when one of the male nurses walked out of the room that I was sharing with two more women. The nurse was holding a little bottle of some sort of laxating drug.

He handed it to Sister Janet and she looked at us.

“Well, what we’ve got here? It seems that somebody has broken the rules” she stated triumphantly

None of us dared to say anything, not even look at the woman.

“So, I expect the person did it to confess their guilt. Miss Jones?” she addressed one of the woman

It was the very same girl, who almost committed a suicide because of doctor Schulz and his therapy.

Her state still wasn’t really good. Even me – the person who knew nothing about the psychiatry could say she was on the edge of breaking down.

“Do you want to tell me something, Miss Jones?” the sister continued

The patient shook her head – no.

“Cat got your tongue?”

The girl didn’t answer once again and it was enough to punish her – obviously. Sister Janet slapped her in face with such a force that her haggard body stumbled.

“When I ask I expect an answer! Understood?”

The poor girl was, both, shocked and scared, which simply made her unable to speak. Sister was ready to hit her again and Martin – as a sensitive person turned back wanting to hide his face in my shoulder. I didn’t really know why, but I felt a weird need to do something – to help the girl somehow. And so, when Janet was about slapping her again I spoke up

“For fuck’s sake she didn’t so anything!”

At that everyone’s attention was on me.

“Do you have anything to say?” she turned to face me

Martin’s hold tightened as she addressed me. I squeezed his hand reassuringly, before answering the nurse’s question.

“I do” I said courageously

“I’m listening then”

“You scared her and then expect to answer you right back. What you’re doing is ridiculous. That’s not how the medical staff is supposed to work. It’s against the rules!”

“I am the one who makes the rules here. And nobody is going to call them into question! Definitely not an insane, scared, pathetic little girl!” her voice was full of venom

“I’m not insane!”

“You are not? What are you doing here, then?”

“I… I just…”

“Have issues?”

I didn’t answer. Well, I didn’t even know what to say.

“Oh, darling that’s typical of people in psychiatric hospitals” she laughed

Martin pulled me closer, probably thinking that if he would let me go I may get into fight with her.

“I’ll make myself clear. I’m going to punish the one who had broken the rules and if you don’t want to be punished as well you’d better shut your mouth”

“I’m not afraid of you. And at this point I don’t care”

“You’re not afraid? Well, let’s see then”

“See what?”

“Oh, you claim you’re not afraid, so I bet you won’t mind if I search your things”

“I-”

“Do you have anything to hide?”

“N-no…”

“Even that notebook? What is it? A diary? A sketchbook?”

I was standing there dumbfounded – cursing myself for letting my emotions carry me away.

“I’ve been watching you. I know you’re going with that notebook everywhere” she stated entering the room “So, where did you hide it?” she began searching my things

I was just standing there. Standing and praying for her not to find the notebook, that was hidden in my pillowcase. But well, she did.

“Let’s see what we’ve got here” she said flicking through the pages

She continued until she found something that drew her attention. She looked at me

"You won't dare" I wanted to approach her, but one of the male nurses caught me, before I managed to do it

"Oh, you're really naive thinking that I won't" she laughed

"You bitch!"

At that she came closer and slapped me. That hurt, but I couldn’t give her the satisfaction, so I remained silent. Martin though let out a weird noise – resembling a cry, that he muffled with his hand.

"I’m okay" I whispered to him, seeing his worried look

I was everything, but okay. The perspective of her invading my privacy – reading my thoughts and feelings out – and the possibility of my most precious secret being revealed made me more terrified that I could remember being.

As I saw her malicious smile, I already knew there was no use asking or begging. Neither she nor Doctor Schulz know what mercy was.

Helplessness. Shame. Humiliation. It all hit me at once – as it did only once before. Never did I expect that it could come back to me, so suddenly and unexpectedly. But there I was. Held by a strange man – almost like then – powerless and browbeaten to something I didn’t want. It wasn’t the same situation. It wasn’t a rape – at least not physically – but mentally it felt the same.

I felt naked and vulnerable as she was reading out:

___________________________

“I was sure my world has already ended. That I was already dead. It felt as if my soul was on fire. But then she appeared. And just then I knew that no one could save me, but her.

There was no place for feelings – yet being around her I feel. Feel everything more & deeper than I have ever done before.

I've never dreamed that I'd meet someone like her. I didn't want it.

I didn't want to fall in love. It wasn't the right thing to do and yet it felt so good.

In my whole life I had never known what I wanted. Until she came and saved me from my own demons. She found the light that I couldn't find in me on my own. And when she kissed me... Since then the only thing I wanted was to be next to her. Cause it just feels so right.

And now I can only hope that she could still be with me, when I'm not quite myself.

I know that when we're together nothing can stop us. And we will both find a way to make a pure love work in a dirty way.

I just hope it's alright if in our safe place I'll tell you that I'm going to love you forever, El...”

___________________________

Sister Janet didn’t finish the sentence. It seemed that for some reason she couldn’t say that name out loud.

She looked at me – her face was unreadable, but those eyes. They were so cold, that when she was looking at you – you beginning to wonder if she still had a soul.

The thought of her soul comes automatically. She’s a great believer, a Christian – who considered herself as a God’s envoy whose mission was delivering the world from a sin. She was more like a holy fool for whom everyone was sinners, but her.

It was pretty clear she was heartless, but what came out of her mouth was unexpected and I already knew it was a promise of something bad.

“You think you can be loved? That someone will care about you? I’ll tell you a secret dear child” she came dangerously close “You are mistaken. It’s pathetic. And you’re sick. Only a God could love you, but for such a sinner like you nobody would have a mercy… even the God” she paused

“Luckily for you I’m ready to help you”

“H-help me?”

“Yes. I know exactly what you need”

I looked at her confused. I already knew it wasn’t a promise of anything good.

“You need some alone time, so that you can think about it. A seclusion room seems to be the best idea”

“W-what? No no no! Sister Janet, please, no. I…”

“Don’t worry, child. We will help you. We will cure you”

I shook my head frantically, but before I managed to form any coherent sentence he appeared.

“What’s going on in here?” Doctor Schulz asked looking at the gathering

“We’ve just searched the rooms and found some pills. Also it turned out that our new patient has a lot to think over” she handed him the notebook

The man took it and read the part that she showed him. Nobody dared to look at him except for me and it was a mistake.

He was a creepy man in general, but his hands were the worst. They were so big that if he would want to he could choke you using only one of them. And when he was rubbing his chin you already knew that something terrible was about to happen.

“What are you gonna do now, Sister?” he asked smirking

“I decided that seclusion room is the best idea”

“I agree”

“Sister Janet… I didn’t do anything bad. Please, don’t…”

“We are doing it for your own good” she said “Everyone go back to your rooms” she ordered

The patients, except for Martin, moved almost immediately. He looked at me. He was even more scared than I was. It was heartbreaking to see him with tears in his eyes. He was the only person, except for Ellie, who somehow made me feel safe in that awful place. I didn’t want him to go, though he had to disappear. That devilish woman could hurt and I couldn’t let it happen.

“Didn’t I make myself clear?” Janet addressed him “Do you want to be punished as well?”

“Go” I whispered knowing that she’s capable of truly everything

Martin looked at me for the last time and disappeared.

“Dear child, you’re lost. You need to realise that you will never be enough for anyone to love you…”

And it felt as if my mind broke. All the things she said were continuously running through my head.

I wasn’t enough… I will never be the thought was slowly overwhelming my mind making my body limp.

It got even worse. I felt dizzy when the doctor came closer and smiled. It wasn’t a normal smile. It was rather the one of those horrible and terrifying. He was so close. Too close…

“Don’t worry, we will take care of you”

He wanted to touch my cheek, but I began to struggle with the nurse that was still holding me.

It’s hard to understand, but sometimes people are just like that. They hate you for some unknown reasons. And that is how it was with Doctor Schulz. He hated Ellie, even though she did nothing to him. He simply couldn’t get over the fact that she’s better than him and was a new boss. So, when he found out about us and had the opportunity to take revenge he couldn’t miss it, could he?

“Stop fighting!” Sister yelled

But I didn’t listen.

“Put her in a straitjacket” Doctor ordered calmly, but sternly

It was impossible to ignore that tone. Who could ever dare to do it?

Before I knew two more nurses came and not only straitjacketed me, but also gave me an injection with tranquilliser. It must have been quite a huge dose, cause it worked really fast and soon I was too weak to move.

And then there was only a darkness, which made everything blank out…

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Ellie couldn’t stop the tears that were escaping her eyes. She had never been that sensitive, though reading about Ronnie being so helpless and scared broke her heart again.

She could remember how it was when she came back to the hospital then as if it had happened the previous day.

She had been cooperating with the organization for quite some time, but at that time she spread her wings for real. They did notice a great potential in her and valued her knowledge and work. She became such an important person and the main doctor working for them that at some point she got her personal bodyguards. She didn’t really like it, claiming that was unnecessary, as noting bad could happen. Though when she finally arrived at the clinic, after her business trip, those men turned out to be pretty useful.

As Ellie entered the building she could already feel that something was wrong. The receptionist and guards greeted her as politely and respectfully as usually, but they were looking at her a bit different.

It’s because of those big guys or the fact that I’m a new boss – she thought to herself. But she didn’t care about it. The only thing she cared about was to see Ronnie. She had been absent only for a few days, but it felt like eternity. Each hour without the girl was dragging mercilessly for the woman and as she finally arrived at the clinic the only thing she wanted was to go to her office and start the session with her favourite patient and the only person that mattered for her.

But as she got to the second floor she saw Martin, instead of Ronnie, waiting for her – nervously wandering around the corridor – she already knew it wasn’t about her bodyguards or her being in charge.

“Doctor Staple!” he moved towards her so rapidly that her gorillas were ready to down him, so as to protect Ellie

Martin stopped as the guards moved forward. He looked at Staple confused as she shook her head.

“It’s okay guys. He’s only a patient. He’s harmless”

The men looked at the psychiatrist, then exchanged knowing looks and let Martin come closer.

“What is it?” Staple asked

“T-t-t-they t-t-took her” he stuttered

It was obvious for Ellie that something really bad had happened, as Martin wouldn’t began to stutter again with no reason.

“Easy. Calm down and tell me who and where?” she asked calmly

Martin shook his head. He took a deep breath and tried to speak again

“S-siter J-J...”

“Sister Janet. Okay”

“A-a-and D-Doctor S-Schu-u...”

“Doctor Schulz. Who did they take?”

“R-Ronnie”

At the name Ellie’s eyes widened.

“Where?!” she wasn’t calm any more

Martin tried to calm down, so that he could be able to explain everything to the psychiatrist.

“Martin! Where did she take her?!”

“I-I...”

“It’s okay. I’ll take care of it” it sounded more as if she was trying to calm down herself rather than Martin

The patient was about to say something, but Ellie didn’t let him

“Doesn’t matter. You’ll explain it later” she said heading in the direction of the other doctor’s office

Staple’s mind was speeding. All possible scenarios were multiplying with every minute.

She was furious. They had no right to take her patient, her little and defenceless Ronnie.

Ellie, followed by her bodyguards, got to the ward and seeing her being so angry even the guards there didn’t dare to stop her. The psychiatrist entered the other Doctor’s office without knocking

“Where is she?!”

Schulz looked at her.

“Good morning Doctor” he said nonchalantly “I’m afraid I don’t know what are you talking about” he answered smiling innocently

“I’ll make myself clear. I do not like to repeat myself. So, I’ll ask once again and you’d better think about your answer” Ellie said perfectly mimicking the man’s smile “Where is Ronnie? And who gave you the right to even talk to her? She’s my patient and that was beyond your eligibility”

“Doctor Staple I graduated the same studies as you did…”

“It’s a shame then that you’re not able to make use of it”

“As I’m older and have more experience than you, you owe me some respect” he stood up visibly resentful of Ellie’s words

“Your age or experience means nothing. To be respected you need to earn it. And let me tell you that nothing you do deserves even a drop of respect. You’re not allowed to treat people – whether they’re patients or not – the way you do. I’ll never regard you and what you did only proves that you weren’t meant to be a doctor”

Schulz seemed as if he wanted to say something, though Staple cut him off before he managed to speak up.

“At this point I believe the only thing left for me to say is for you to bring me all your patients’ files then take your staff and get out of my face” she said sternly

The man looked at her surprised.

“You cannot fire me!”

The woman’s lips curved into a fake smile

“I’m the boss now, so I do believe I can” she moved to leave the room, but stopped “Oh, and if you won’t leave on your own the security will surely help you”

With that Staple left the office and not losing any more time headed to the nurses station.

“Wait here” she told the men before entering

There were a few nurses, except for Sister Janet, in the room. They all stopped their talk, as soon as their boss appeared.

“Leave us!” Staple ordered looking directly at Sister Janet

The women stood up and left immediately. They all could feel the anger radiating from the psychiatrist, so they didn’t dare to say a word. As they left the room filled with fraught atmosphere.

“Good morning” Sister Janet tried to sound confident, but failed feeling Ellie’s intense and full of rage gaze

“I wouldn’t call it “good” especially in your situation”

“What do you mean Doctor?”

“I mean that you’re overconfident of yourself and your position here. I blinked at you and your exceeding your powers. And it was a huge mistake. Let me tell you something. You’re not the one in charge here. Neither are you allowed to make your own rules. You’re supposed to help the patients, look after them not threaten them!”

“Ohh, so this is about that abomination of yours”

“I beg you pardon”

“That disgusting slut of yours. I know about you two. And I did what I had to do. You as a Doctor should know that it’s an illness, but I understand that she vamped you? Whatever she did, that isolation is for the good of your both. And you dear Doctor should understand that this and pray is the only way to save yourself”

Ellie looked at the other woman. She couldn’t believe what she had heard.

“Unbelievable. It’s simply unbelievable. You think you’re a saint while in fact you’re a horrible person. You and your medieval methods are sick. When will you finally realise that we’re not living in the Middle Ages any more? And when it comes to pray… You are the one who should pray for me not to fire you, as your demeanour is a ground for me doing it!”

“You may think I’m a horrible person, but she did deserve it. And what you are doing… all of it… it’s wrong”

“I can’t remember asking about your opinion. It’s none of your business what and with who I am doing. So, you’d better shut up if you still want to work here!”

“Are you threatening me?”

“I…” she was about answering, but stopped “I’ll deal with you later”

Staple left the nurses station and almost immediately bumped into Martin, who was again nervously wandering around the corridor waiting for her.

“Martin!” she addressed him louder than necessary

The man stopped and turned to look at her

“Where is she?” she asked in a bit calmer way

“I-I can take you Doctor”

“Yes, please” she took a deep breath “And you” she turned and pointed at one of the bodyguards “Stay here and make sure she won’t go anywhere”

The man only nodded

“You” she addressed the other one “Come with us”

Martin leaded them back to the isolated block.

“Doctor…” he started hesitantly

“Yes?”

“She is… Her condition is really bad”

“What do you mean?”

“I don’t really know what happened, but Doctor Schulz did something to her. When I came to her for the first time she was still fine. Scared, but fine, but then… He applied some of his therapies on her and she… broke? I’m not a doctor like you, but I just know it. She was crying and calling your name at night. That was scary…” he paused as they got to their destination

“I don’t know how the hell you managed to get here on your own, but I don’t care. Thank you. Thank you for taking care of my girl” she tried to smile, but in that moment it was impossible

Staple was too angry and worried

“Doctor Staple just promise me one thing”

“Yes?”

“Promise you won’t leave her. That you won’t get scared, because behind this door… it’s not the Ronnie that you used to know”

“Martin, I’ll never… I wouldn’t be able to leave her”

The patient nodded and moved so that the psychiatrist could approach the door

As one of the guards opened the door the psychiatrist froze. Ellie was sure her heart stopped for a few seconds. Her eyes widened with terror at the sight of Ronnie – curled up on a small bed.

The girl was in the straitjacket, which unable her from moving too much. She was almost as white as the walls in that room and even more skinny than before. She was looking at a wall with demented eyes. It seemed as if there was something completely occupying the girl’s attention, but unnoticeable for the psychiatrist.

“Ronnie?” Ellie quickly moved towards her and kneeled next to the bed

Staple was more than terrified, as her patient didn’t respond. She didn’t even notice Ellie being there.

“What has he done to you?” she asked and wanted to caress the girl’s cheek

Though as soon as her hand made a contact with Ronnie’s skin the girl flinched. She turned and Staple could finally see her big, red and puffy from crying eyes.

“E-Ellie?” she stuttered

“Yes. Yes, it’s me. I’m back Ronney. I’m back. I won’t leave you again. I’m so sorry” she wanted to cup her face, but the girl moved back rapidly

“No, no, no!” she shook her head frantically “You cannot. It’s bad. We’re bad. This is wrong!”

“No. It’s okay. Ronnie, please, look at me. It’s alright. You’re good. We’re good”

“Noo. I’m bad. I’m a freak…”

“You are not”

“I-I am. I’m a misfit”

“You are everything, but a misfit” Staple reached for her again “Come on. Let me take that thing off of you” she said pointing at the straitjacket

Ronnie sat still as the psychiatrist unhooked the white clothing. Ellie slowly and carefully slipped it down the girl’s shoulders revealing her skinny body. She inconspicuously checked if the girl wasn’t injured. Though the only noticeable and worrying thing was her being thinner than before.

Ellie, however, already knew it was only an outer layer. A shell that was slowly being destroyed from inside, because of what people had been doing to the girl. The external wounds weren’t as serious as those internal, which healing process was going to take far more time than Ellie had supposed.

Seeing Ronnie in such a state was the last straw. Staple was ready to destroy whoever had anything to do with the girl’s state. She wasn’t going to shy away from doing anything what would be needed to keep the girl safe. Despite all thoughts and questions that were clouding in Ellie’s head, she managed to compose herself enough to carefully pull Ronnie’s weak and trembling body to herself. She wiped the tears from the girl’s gaunt face with such a gentleness that Ronnie gave into her touch and let the woman hold her.

“Hush, little girl” Staple hugged her

“I-I’m s-sorry” she sobbed

“No no no. It’s okay. You have nothing to be sorry for” she kissed her forehead

“It’s m-my fault… Because I-I am weak” she whispered

“No. You are not. You’re the strongest person I’ve ever known. You are not weak. Scared? Maybe, but it’s okay to be scared sometimes. And you have the very right to be scared. Though nothing of this is your fault. It’s on them and they’re going to suffer the consequences of their incompetence. I’ll see to it. But look, you’re safe now. They won’t hurt you again. I won’t let them. I won’t let anybody”

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