Bedlam, the place where many stayed. Rumors said if you ever got into Bedlam you wouldn’t leave. Being the new patient at Bedlam sucked. All eyes were on you. People stared and whispered eventually you got accustomed to Bedlam but it wasn’t great. You believed the patient across from you hated your guts..

you were clueless as to how truly obsessed he was, his name was Damon and he loved eyeing you from afar. He had used a phone slyly sneaked into his room to capture pictures of you, when you started ignoring him out of fear of him hating you he went insane. He stopped eating and he took a piece of your hair to survive the night.

currently you were walking to your room when you saw him smiling at something. You noticed it being a part of your hair “sorry princess. I couldn’t go without you so your hair had to suffice.” he said cooly his voice rough with emotion