Broken Dead Boy

Andy was exhausted, but he couldn’t fall back asleep. Darren – Kaitlyn’s friend – had come in when he woke up and told him about the “emergency button”, in case the attacker showed up again. Since then, he couldn’t close his eyes without seeing the girl, rearing back, knife in hand, insane golden eyes, glowing wildly as the struck down…
Andy shivered, shaking the thought out of his mind. “No. Unicorns. Lollipops. Cheesy, happy stuff,” He thought, trying to clear the images out of his mind. “Stupid things. CC. Ashley. Sex… Wait no! Unicorns! Ah, what’s wrong with my brain!?”
As Andy was preoccupied with getting images of inappropriate things out of his mind, he heard the door open. He frowned and ignored it, figuring it was Darren or another doctor.
“Popcorn? …Dammit, now I’m hungry…” he shifted as the doctor came closer. “Uh, socks? …Ew…” he coughed and froze when he heard laughter. And he recognized it.
He quickly turned over, jostling his injured ribs. He yelped when he saw the girl who had attacked him, smiling evilly and walking closer. He scrambled for the emergency button, pushing it as many times as he could until she pulled out a knife and he scrambled off the bed.
“Damn, I’ve never been this afraid of anyone…” he thought, almost embarrassed at his reaction. “...then again, I’ve never been attacked by a crazed fan with a knife…”
The girl walked closer. “I don’t believe we’ve been formally introduced. My name is Rochelle,” she said, smiling sweetly. Andy pushed himself up against the wall.
Rochelle made a pouty face. “Aww, is wittle Andy Wandy scawed?” she asked mockingly. Andy cursed his quivering body as she cornered him.
She smiled. “Well. You should be,” she kicked him hard in the ribs, making him cry out. She chuckled and kicked his shoulder. She suddenly grabbed his forearm and yanked him to his feet. He towered over her, but the pure fury radiating from her smaller form made her seem bigger. She smiled. “Sweet nightmares,” she reared back the knife in her hand and stabbed Andy in the gut. She shoved Andy onto the bed and turned, clearly satisfied.
Andy felt another drug working its way through his body. He moaned in pain and crumpled to the floor.
Rochelle smirked and stalked to the door. Suddenly, it opened and a security guard bounded in. He spotted Rochelle and held up his gun. Rochelle stepped back and held her hands up. The security guard relaxed a bit and Rochelle jumped forward, stabbing her knife into his shoulder. She shoved him aside and darted into the hallway.

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