By: Emmy, Steph, Lacey and Angel
This story was written prior to the creation of the Dream Weavers board.

Emmy's P.O.V.
Dear stupid piece of shit paper
He hides me away... fuck him... lock me up... fuck them! No one knows... no one wants to know... hide behind your comforting lies and leave me alone. I hate it here. It’s too stark and white. Not any color. The white makes everyone more upset, that’s what I think... but what I think doesn’t matter. No it doesn’t my opinions and my thoughts and my LIFE doesn’t matter! I am nothing. Hidden away... forgotten... Id care, but it hurts to care. Pulled the wool from over my eyes I did... opened my eyes... saw the truth... lost it all... the truth is frightening... once you realize our whole existence is lies, all carefully spun around us so we don’t even question them. Why, what are the lies? You ask, EVERYTHING!!! Everything is lies... they lock me up cause they think I’m crazy. Crazy crazy crazy... crazy little Emmy, who wouldn’t hurt a fly... crazy Emmy who they lock up and dont look at any more... crazy Emmy who they dont give a flying fuck about!!! FUCK THEM!! Screw them all! Hide away... just hide away and pretend im not right... but when you close your eyes, and the nightmares come, and you know they always do, just turn away because you know Im right. Im ALWAYS RIGHT!!! Who the hell am I talking to? hahahaha! NO ONE!! You know why? Because no one would dare read my stupid peice of shit paper! To scared they are. To scared of the truth!! The world isnt good and innocent. What goes on in the dark, what urges us to murder our own SPECIES, I KNOW!! I know it all!! Hide behind your wool. Hide me away... fuck them all. No one knows... no one wants to know... hide me away... out of site out of mind... dammit Im rambling again... better stop writting before they bother me again! Hide me away, hide us all away! hahahaha
emmy
The loud doors banged and the rattle of keys jingling filled my ear. "Emmy, time to be let out now. If you're good you can play outside in the pen." A voice announced.
"Fuck you!"I yelled.
A tall male nurse, dressed in white opened the thick metal door and stepped into my small bedroom. I glared back at him.
"You better be good or you wont be able to meet the new girls." He replied, wagging his finger at me.
"New girls?" I looked at him suspicously.
"Yep, to keep you and your crazy friend Angel company." He answered, laughing scornfully at me.
"Screw you." I replied, as I stalked angrily past him.
"SCREW YOU ALL!" I shrieked as I ran down the hall. The nurse just stood there, his arms crossed, glaring. He knew I couldn't get out. The windows had bars on them, and the doors were all triple locked. I ran into the recreation room where I spotted my best friend Angel rocking back and forth in a chair. "Angel!" I called out as I ran towards her, whacking into tables and such.
"Oh... hey Emmy." She said, smiling softly.
"Ha-ha-have-having a b-b-bad day hon?" I stuttered as I dropped to my knees beside Angel and her chair. I have the habit to stutter when I'm not yelling at the nurses and other psychos in here.
"Just a little." Angel smiled again.
I turned around and glared at the people "SCREW THEM ALL!!" I yelled. Angel started laughing.
"WE'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE!" Angel shrieked, laughing.
"N-n-no were not." I said as I leaned my head on Angels shoulder. "T-their not going to l-le-let us." She patted my head and watched the door for the new girls...

Steph's P.O.V.
Dear Journal...
God!!!! I hate Bob so much... He's such a fucking asshole! I hope he goes to hell! And all those sluts who've been out with him. I hope those little bitches go to hell too! Fuck them! Fuck Bob for sending me to this fucking mental institution. Fuck my parents too! They allowed that asshole to send me here.
I gave my fucking virginity to him and he just cheats on me. What kind of guy is he to do that... Wait a minute... He's not even human!!!!! He's a fucking animal. I HATE ROBERT FRANKLIN PETER MOFFATT!!!!
I haven't even reached this place yet and I'm already dreading it. God help me!!! I don't think I'll survive! Will they even let me out? Will they? If not, I'd rather die right now. Give me anything!!! A knife... A gun.... anything!!!! Anything so that I can kill myself. I hate my life right now!!! I hate my life...... I hate everything......
~*Steph*~
"Come on lady... Get out of the bus." The guy said roughly grabbing me by the arm.
I pulled my arm away and snapped, "Don't touch me, asshole!"
The guy smirked, "Hey... You're in no position to tell me anything. In fact, I'll touch you as much as I like."
I realized that I had lost the 'battle' and that the guy was right. If I did anything wrong, I'd get punished. I felt like crying on the spot. But, I didn't. I blocked out all emotions. The hatred inside of me was building up and it was making my heart so hard... so cold... so empty of emotions.
The guy pushed me a bit and I slowly made my way out of the bus. Looking up, I saw the high walls of the mental institution and I gulped. There was no escaping this place. Once in, it's in there forever until they think I'm sane again. Dear God... help me... help me please....

Angel's P.O.V.
Dear Thought Gatherer and Pen Ink Taker,
Isn't this just fucking peachy! My whole life is just peachy fucking keen!!! Abandoned as a baby... (probably too much hassle for my bitch of a mother, and pimp asswipe of a father! I mean my mother was only 14 yrs older then me.) Stupid fucking world...I HATE THE WORLD!!! Everything blows. You think you hit rock bottom sometimes but NOOOOOOO! God has to put rock bottom, 50 ft of crap, then you!
I thought my life just might be picking up when I met Dave! He was sweet, caring, considerate, romantic...he saved me from the street. There's little 14 yr old me, living in a box, talking to my cat, then there was Dave. Who came along, thought I was beautiful and wanted to help me. A few years of touring, falling in love with me... then next thing ya know... You're crazy! You need help Angel! I'm going to send you to a place where they can accomidate your...needs. Crazy!?!? Since when is reacting to a fear make you crazy!? Its not my fault i hide everytime i hear some kind of loud noise or bang! I mean I did grow up in an area where the next sound might mean your dead!
I sound pretty sane don't I....? JUST TELL THAT TO THE FUCKING ASSHOLE'S WHO CALL ME CRAZIER THEN A LOON!!!! Who are they to call me crazy...ok, i'm a bit of a loner, and I only trust my best friend Emmy...but i was really liked until i was sent here! THIS PLACE DOESN'T HELP PEOPLE!!! IT JUST FUCKS THEM UP EVEN MORE!!!! I WANT OUT YOU SON OF A BITCHES!!!! God!!! Why can't people realize that this world is not kind nor a good place to be! It is everyone's own personal hell! You live your life, unhappy, trying to be the best, trying to have a happy home...and then one day...BAM! It hits you! Your an 83 yr old lady, sitting in your rocking chair (i got nothing against rocking chairs...god knows i sit in them everyday) talking to your 40 cats, because your craddle robbing husband leaves you with no money! You are old, sick and hungry. You work you whole life for happiness, all the work and you just get FUCKED!
Well not me...i'm going to get out of here...i AM going to be happy, i'm going to leave Dave behind...fucking asshole...ROT IN HELL DAVID MICHAEL WILLIAM MOFFAT!!!! YOU CAN STICK YOUR FUCKING KEYBOARD UP YOUR ASS!!
~Angel~
"Let's go into the game's room and wait for them there." I said to Emmy standing up and taking her hand.
We walked into the games room, and decided to play cards.
One of the nurses was giving us a dirty look, so Emmy and I both yelled: "WHAT ARE YOU LOOKING AT MOTHER FUCKER!?"
That just made him glare then walk away. Even though Emmy and I were stuck in here, we still were able to have a bit of fun now and then. We loved scaring the nurses, and asking them why they were nurses, and not doctors.
"Any threes?" I asked
"G-o Fi-s-sh," replied Emmy
Suddenly there was the loud bang of a door being slammed.
I immediately freaked out and hid under the little folding table. I began crying hysterically, holding onto my knees rocking back and forth.
Emmy got under the table as well. She hugged me, and attempted to calm me down a bit. But she began to cry as well.
"Do-n't wor-r-y A-ngel... it was jus-t a -d-oor." She told me.
Emmy was the only person I trusted with my life. If she told me everything was ok, then everything was ok.
I climbed out from the table, and sat back down. I wiped away my tears and picked up my cards.
We both looked over and saw two girls. A nurse led the two over to Emmy and I. He introduced them as Lacey and Steph.

Emmy's P.O.V.
Oh fuck em all! Dammit, they scared Angel. I WANNA KICK THEIR FUCKING ASSES!! Lucky me, I dont stutter when I think! They scared Angel! Wait... who are those girls? I thought as I looked towards the doors. The two girls stood there uneasily. I wonder what they're like. Wait, I dont care... whoops forgot.
"W-Who're t-t-they?" I stuttered. Damn speach impediment.
"Im guessing the... uhm... new girls." Angel replied, looking at them, a bit fearfully. I bet if I could see my own face I would have been laughing, I probably look like a pansy.
"This is the recreation room." A nurse was telling the girls. Poor things, they looked totally creeped out. Lucky they haven't been here long. If they knew what it was really like, they would have just turned back and ran like hell!!
"Over there's the nurse's station." The woman pointed to the nurse's station, where a steely-eyed, angry looking bitch sat, staring at us all and making sure we didn't do something bad... like BREATH wrong.
"Does she EVER shut up?" Angel smirked, and I smiled.
"N-nope, not to m-my n-know-l-ledge!" I replied, we grinned at each other, then turned back to watch the new girls.
"Down here is your rooms." The nurse announced as she led them down a white hallway. Angel and I stood up quietly, and walked up to the corner of the recreation room, so we could watch. We tried to look inconspicuous, but the head nurse in the station glared at us all the while. I turned and hissed at her. Her eyes got big and she turned back to her paperwork quickly.
"Not so tough." Angel whispered to me, I nodded.
The nurse led the two new girls to their rooms, apparently they were right beside ours. And then, she started going on about rules, bedtimes, pills, blah blah blah blah blah. She went on and on and on and onnnnnn.
Angel sauntered over to the nurse and the two girls, trying not to look obvious when she jumped and her eyes filled with tears when someone dropped a book in the recreation room. She smiled, but I could see her clutching her side, trying not to cry. She walked over to them and smiled her best 'why-dont-you-just-shut-the-fuck-up' smile.
"So Broom Hilda," She started. Broom Hilda was one of our favorite nicknames for the witches that were given the jobs as nurses. "Bothering these girls, huh. Trying to play doctor again?" She smiled.
"Angel, go away." The nurse replied. I walked up behind Angel and grinned. I grinned my evil grin. Muahahaha.
"Howdy." I said, still grinning. The nurse looked uneasy, ALL of the nurses got scared whenever me and Angel paired up and terrorized them... heh heh heh, we could do MUCH worse.
"Uhm." She gulped, "Angel, Emmy, please go back to the recreation room, or to your OWN rooms." She ordered. But to Angel it obviously sounded like an invitation. (yep, more muahahahaing)
"Why?" She asked sweetly, and grinned her own evil grin at her.
"Because your disrupting me." The nurse replied.
"And HOW," Angel yelled the word 'how', "am I DISRUPTING you?" The nurse jumped when she yelled 'how' and 'disrupting'.
"L-leave BITCH!"I yelled.
She glared at us, ordered the new girls into their rooms, and turned on her heels to go stalk off and do something facinating, like... fold laundry or something.
"FUCKING SKANKY WHORE!!" We yelled after her.
The two new girls turned to go into their rooms, and I reached out and grabbed one of their arms. She had light brown hair and hazel eyes. I envyed her for her earings and when she opened her mouth to say something, I saw her tongue ring.
Hopefully they wont rip any of those, that hurts like a bitch I thought.
"W-w-w," I took a breath. Damn I hate this. "W-what's your n-name g-girl?" I asked. It's hard to sound mean when you're stuttering, but it's kinda obvious I don't LOVE being mean... it's just a favorite past-time between me and Angel. You could tell by just looking at either of us that we're not that bad.
"Steph." She replied. I looked at the other girl, hoping I wouldn't have to talk. She got the message.
"Lacey." She told me and Angel.
"I'm Angel." Angel smiled and held out her hand.
"Emmy." 'nuff said in that department.
Suddenly a loud bell started clanging. Angel jumped and tears started running down her cheeks, she grabbed my arm and I hugged her. It was the dinner bell. "Shhh Angel, i-its j-just the d-dinner b-bell," I said as I tried to calm her down. "Stupid mother fuckers." I muttered under my breath.
"What's wrong?"Steph asked, concerned.
"Nothing." I snapped. Whoops, maybe I DO need anger management like the nurses say. Of course I'm not supposed to HEAR what they say, but what they don't know wont kill 'em. "C-come on Angel, lets g-go get s-some ch-chow." I said.
She looked up and nodded. "You two come too okay?" She said, as she turned to them and wiped tears from her cheeks.
"Uhm, okay," Lacey mutterd.
"I gotta put my shit in my room," Steph said. Angel and I nodded and she and Lacey both disapeared into their rooms.

Steph's P.O.V.
It was quiet between the two of us as we put our things away.
When I finally finished, I sat on the bed.
"Um... Lacey? Are you done?" I asked.
"Sorta. Gimme 5 more minutes." Lacey answered.
I lay down on the hard bed and stared up at the white ceiling, and then at the white wall.
What's the deal with white?
I sighed and saw that there was something still at the bottom of my suitcase. Something like a piece of paper.
I leaned over and picked it up. I turned it over and realized that it was a photo... A photo of me and Bob.
"No!" I screamed and roughly threw the picture aside.
I backed up into the side off the bed and wrapped my hands around my knees.
Tears started coming out and I shook my head mumbling words that were not understandable.
"You fuckin asshole... You... you..." I trailed off.
"Steph? Are you ok?" Lacey asked gently walking up to my side.
"N... no... I don't know..." I said.
Lacey embraced me and gently rocked me.
"Hey... It's ok... Everything's fine. There's nothing to worry about..." Lacey said.

Lacey's P.O.V.
Once Steph calmed down Lacey went back to her own room, to finish unpacking!
When she was done, she sat on her bed writing:
Dear Thoughts,
Why? Why would he do something like this to me? I can't believe this...I thought... thought he loved me!
I never would have believed it, if I didn't get to see it with my own eyes, I just wish that I didn't have to experience this!
I want to hate him... but I can't, I love him! And I miss him, his sweet smile, the way he held me close.
WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY? WHY?
I don't understand, what would ever drive a person to put anyone into a place like... like this? I mean look at it, it's awful, real crazy ppl are in here and I have to look at them every day!
How could he do this to me?
Lacey couldn't finish, as she softly sobbed, she swote to herself that she would never love again... for love hurt!

Steph's P.O.V.
I wiped the tears away from my eye and took out my diary from under the bed.
Dear Diary...
I cried!!!! I fucking cried in front of another girl... Lacey. That's the last time I'm ever gonna cry, I swear. Espacially over Bob... never again... never ever again.
Anyway, I met three girls today and I guess they're ok... for 'crazy' people. Lacey, Angel and Emmy, that's their names. I wonder why they're in this fucked up place... They don't seem to have any problems, they're just a bunch of teenage girls.
~*Steph*~
I placed the book back under the bed and stood up. I walked to Lacey's room and saw her sitting on the bed.
"Hey, Lacey?" I said softly.
"Oh, Steph... hi." Lacey said.
"Ya wanna go get some food?" I asked.
"Um... yeah, sure..." Lacey said standing up.
The two of us found the dining area and got some food (Um... What was SUPPOSEDLY to be food) before finding Angel and Emmy and sat down.
"So... Is this food or is this poison?" I asked.
"Almost inedible food." Angel said.
"Right..." Lacey trailed off and pushed away the bowl.
"Y-you b-be-better e-eat... Y-you're not g-gonna get a-ny-t-thing else..." Emmy stammered.
"It's ok. I'll survive." Lacey answered.

~*After dinner, in the rec room*~
"So... How did you girls get yourselves in here?" Angel asked.
"I didn't get myself in here..." Steph gritted her teeth, "My boyfriend did."
"Your boyfriend?" Lacey repeated in surprise.
"Yeah..." Steph answered.
"My boyfriend sent me in here too." Lacey added.
"Count me in." Angel answered.
"M-me... t-too..." Emmy said.
"Well, looks like we all have something in common..." Lacey said with a little laugh.
"Yeah... I guess." Angel said quietly.

Angel's P.O.V.
"So why did they send you two here?" I asked looking at my nails.
"I spoke my mind too much for my boyfriend!" replied Lacey angrily and yet sadly.
"I got mad cause my boyfriend cheated on me..." said Steph.
Emmy and I looked at each other strangely.
"o...k, then," I said.
"No---off-ence, bu-t those aren't very goo-od reas-ons," said Emmy.
"Tell that to my boyfriend!" said Lacey and Steph at the same time.
The two girls began laughing.
They seem pretty sane....why are they here? I thought to myself, as I noticed a nurse listening in on our convo.
I nudged Emmy and pointed at the nurse.
Emmy and I stood up and crawled on our hands and knees over to the nurse. We looked up at her and began hissing.
The nurse backed away staring at us like we really WERE insane!
"Ya, you better get the fuck away from us you fuckin fat bitch!" I said to her.
"Ya, stop listening in on us! Go get a fucking life of your own! Go fuck your fat, bald husband, or is he dead?" Asked Emmy.
We got back up, laughing, then walked back over to the table.
Steph and Lacey were looking at us as if we had rabies.
"We aren't THAT loony" I told them.
"Ya----we ju-st l-ik-e---t-o scar--e the nu-rses." added Emmy.
Dear Thought Gatherer and Pen Ink Taker,
Sup? at least you have a good life! Just lay here, between covers and more paper! The life of a journal! Thats the life for me! Just gather others thoughts, and do nothing all day...
Well, I got a letter from Dave today...i'll paste it in here so you can read it:
Dear My Sweet Angel,
I miss you so much! We are in Germany right now, but all I can do, is think of you! I wish I didn't have to put you in that horible place... but it's for your own good! I don't want you having to be scared everytime something loud enters your beautiful ears.
I will be visiting you when we get back to Canada, that should be sometime in the next week.
Well I gotta get goin!
I love you babe!
Your,
Dave
Oh, great! Just fucking dreamy!!! Dave... why did you do this to me...? Something inside me still hangs onto our love, but i will NEVER forgive you for doing this to me. Putting me in here will stop me from getting good jobs...but at least I got to meet Emmy! She great! Best Pal in da whole world! She looks after me more then you ever did! She helps me when i am scared...you just laughed in my face, when i sat in the corners or under tables crying...WELL FUCK YOU DAVE!! God, why did you have to be so handsome, and sweet and caring at first? Why did you have to rescue me from the streets that stormy night...are you my own piece of the devil?!?! Well go hump your keyboard!!
Well cya!
~Angel~

Steph's P.O.V.
~*The next morning*~
I woke up and stared straight up at the white ceiling. This definately needed some getting used to.
I sighed and sat up in bed. My whole body ached, the bed was so uncomfortable.
Suddenly, the bell rang to announce breakfast. In the room to my right, I could hear Angel crying. I heard a door open in her room, and I assumed it was Emmy.
Quickly changing into a pair of jeans and a t-shirt, I left the room and walked down the hallway to the dining room.
Along the way, I saw a couple of male nurses in the station chatting away.
Man... I already miss checking out the guys at the mall and stuff.
One of the nurses looked up and caught my attention. He smiled at me and sorta waved before turning his attention back to the conversation.
"His name is Nick." A voice behind me said.
I turned around and saw Angel behind me.
"Hey Angel, where's Emmy?" I asked.
"Oh... She had to see the shrink today." Angel said.
"Ah... I see." I replied.
"Anyway... as I was saying, the nurse's name is Nick. He's pretty new here." Angel said.
"Oh..." I paused, "I guess he's pretty cute."
"Yeah, whatever! All the nurses have been put here for one reason. For us to scare them." Angel said with a giggle.
I shrugged my shoulders as the two of us walked to the dining hall.

Lacey's P.O.V
I sat in my room, there was no point in going out there, I wasn't going to eat! So I decided to write to Scott: Dear Scott,
Why did you send me here? I know that you wanted me to get better, eat more... but this is a place were crazy people go, not people with problems! You should see some of the people in here, they're really off the wall! But I met 3 girls, that seem pretty normal! Their Boyfriends put them in here too! What's up with that? Scott it's awful in here... you have to get me out of here, PLEASE, Please Scott, you don't know what it's like living in here... people watching your every move, it's not right!
I Love You!
Love Lacey
Then I went on to my journal.
Dear Thoughts,
I've now been here for one night, it's strange, it's wierd, I shouldn't be here!
I have problems...but I'm not crazy, I'm far from crazy...but if I stay in here for much longer...I may go crazy..really crazy!
I met a few girls yesterday, Angel...she's in here cause her boyfriend put her in here, as well as the other 2, but I don't yet know why, Same with Steph and Emmy!
~*Lacey*~
I sat on my bed thinking... about eveything!
There was a knock on the door, and I didn't know what to do! I didn't know if I should answer it or pretend I was sleeping, I didn't want to face this place again... I didn't want to see the other side of the door.
"Come in", I finally called.
"Hey", Angel answered as she walked in my room.
"Are you ok? You took a while to answer", she asked.
"Yeah, I just wasn't sure if I was ready to face this place another day", I answered as I pulled my sweater over my brown hair.
"Are you comin' down for breakfast?", she asked again.
"Yeah, I guess I show!", I answered as I pull my hair back and put it up.
Then we walked off, downstairs!

Steph's P.O.V.
I scrunched my nose as the lady dumped the so-called breakfast on my plate.
"Ugh... I have to eat this everyday?" I asked Angel.
"Get used to it, hun... This is the only thing you're gonna get around here. Chow, chow and more chow." Angel replied.
"God help me!" I said.
The three of us got a table and sat down.

Emmy’s P.O.V. Dear stupid paper thingie that should go to hell Well, here I am... anouther glorious day in the white hell of the goverment. Hide us all away... how dare they? Were so crazy Im suprized they do... crazy emmy... hide her away... ignore her... nope... no emmy here, emmy doesnt exist anymore.. no emmy no emmy no emmy NO @#%$ EMMY!!No more Emmy no more Emmy... fuck them... how DARE he hide me away!?! I'll get him for this!!! I swear I will... and onto more pleasent notes... hahaha like anything in this place could be pleasent! OMFG! That is TO funny! Pleasent... in an insane assylum... fun-ee! Well, I met two girls yesterday. Angel seems to like them... so do I I guess... yeah, I do... do do do do do do do do do... fuck CLINT! I wanna make his heart STOP! I wanna HURT him! but I still love him... even after what he did to me... I still do... how sad am I? Sad little emmy... sad pathetic little emmy... wallowing in her own self pity... pathetic emmy.... angsty emmy... lonely emmy.... emmy? Whos emmy? Someone I wish I wasnt, thats who... Angel, shes my friend, so Im glad Im an emmy who knows her, and I hope these new girls are real nice, cause I am in serious need of some friends... not that Angels not THE coolest... but sometimes its hard to torment the nurses with just two people! *sigh* I guess I just dont want to admit that Id like some more friends... I WANNA let people be friends with me, and I cirtainly want to be friends with people... but im scared... scared sad pathetic emmy... hidden away... forgotten about...
"G-g-god's not g-gonna help you nah-ow." I muttered, prolly the first sentence I've ever said without stuttering when I wasn't yelling.
"Wha?" Steph looked up.
I grinned, "nuttin."
She stared at me like I have two heads, then went back to her food... mush... whatever the heck that was.
"So what do you guys do all day here?" Steph asked, playing with her food. I wanted to tsk tsk at her... playing with your food is baaad... throwing it at the nurses is goooood.
"Uhm... torment the nurses." Angel shrugged, I grinned. Dammit, I smile too much.
"Draw." I said. Now BOTH of them were looking at me like I had two heads. dammit, am I THAT weird? I sighed, "T-they don't l-let us do a-alot h-he-r-re, b-but they d-d-do let u-us draw and p-paint and t-that's what a-I sp-end a-alot of my time d-doing." I answered. I HATE having to talk so much, then my stutter is so obvious and everyone thinks I'm a complete dork.
"That's what EMMY likes to do, but there is other stuff.... you can try to bribe one of the nurses into letting you outside in the pen, and once a week we go to get a treat in town.... only those of us who are good though... me and Emm' rarely get to go!" Angel laughed.
"So yet again...I catch your sideways glance, Reminding me, that I should love you so..." I sang softly... whoops. Dammit, I'm such a weirdo! I bet if I'd sung it in Japanese they woulda looked at me like I had THREE heads... I'll try that next time. It's not my fault I'm a Macross 2 fanatic.
"Ignore her, she does that sometimes." Angel laughed.
"'n so, by little bits, our world is torn apart, You'll not find sorrow from me!" I sang louder, trying to annoy her. I grinned and settled back down to nibble on the mush in front of me.
"Does she do that a lot?"Steph asked, laughing. Angel shrugged, "Only when shes bored."
"J-just be g-glad I didn't s-sing it in J-ap-a-a-nese." I popped a forkfull of mush into my mouth and smiled.
Lacey smiled and shook her head. Silly girl, she'll get used to my insaneness... I am undoubtedly the most crazy one of us four... in fact... I think Lacey and Steph are pretty normal. No stuttering or hiding under tables for these girls, no sir-e-bob! She sure is quiet though...
"So what can WE do?" Lacey asked.
"Terrorize the nurses with me and Emmy?" Angel suggested.
"Not exactly my style" Lacey smiled.
"Race?" I suggested.
Lacey perked up and looked at me curiously.
"We can r-race up and d-down the ha-l-l-l-s," I offered. Her smile broadened.
"Yeah, it's a way to pass the time." Angel said.
"Awesome!" Steph chirped. I grinned. "By the way, Emmy, I don't think God was thinking when he let people make this place. It SUCKS SHIT!" She said, and then yelled the last two words. Angel and me smiled. We knew EXACTLY how she felt. Steph's P.O.V.

"I won! Ha ha ha! I won!" Angel giggled and fell onto the ground.
The four of us had raced down the hallway, terrorizing everyone in our way and now, we were out of breath.
"Man... that was tiring!" I said, laughing.
"E-ex-tremly... t-ti-ring." Emmy said.
Lacey just sat on the floor and laughed.
Suddenly a bunch of nurses walked down the corridor and approached us.
"No running in the corridors! You girls know that!" One nurse said.
"We don't give a FUCK!" Angel answered.
"Yeah... we don't care about your fucking rules!" Emmy yelled.
The nurse must have gotten really pissed because he slammed his hand against the wall making a loud 'boom'.
Angel screamed and then ran down the corridor.
I got pissed.
"You asshole! You scared her! Can't you understand the fact that she's scared. FUCK YOU!" I yelled and ran down the hallway together with Emmy and Lacey and tried to find Angel.
The four of us found Angel 10 minutes later under a table in the art room rocking herself back and forth.
"Ang-el... C-co-me o-on out... I-I-t's ok. No on-e's g-go-gon-na hu-rt you..." Emmy cooed and grabbed her hand.
"Are you sure?" Angel asked.
"Y-y-es..." Emmy answered.
Angel came out after a minute and wiped her tears away.
"Hey... Don't worry Angel. We'll protect you against anyone who wants to hurt you." Lacey said giving her a hug.
"T-Thanks." Angel said with a smile. Lacey's P.O.V.
"So... now what are we going to do?", asked Steph as we all walked out of the art room and down the hall.
"Well, we could go pester some of the nurses!", Angel suggested.
"I'm out on that one... but I'll catch up with you later!" Lacey suggested and walked back to her room.
She sat down on her bed.
'I miss you soooo much Scott', she thought to herself.'I just wish that I was with you right now... wrapped in your arms, smothered in your kisses'.

Angel's P.O.V.
Dear Thought Gatherer and Pen Ink Taker,
Well, looks like this place is getting a bit more sunshine...metaphorically speaking. I had...whats that word again...fun...? YA! thats it! i had fun today!
A day with Emmy is always fun, but now that there is four of us, we just might give a nurse a stroke!
Lacey and Steph seem pretty cool, thye are very nice!....Wow....this is like the first time i have started an entry on a happy note (must be the prozac they gave me)...maybe there's something wrong with me...HAHAHA! Like there is never nothing wrong woth me...if that makes sense...GEEZ! Only i can confuse myself!
Anywho, got another letter from fuck face (aka Dave). I'll give ya the jist of it.
Dear Angel,
How are you? i miss you so much!
Life here is great...i love travelling, get to meet new people, see new things, wish you could be here.
I should be there in less then a week now, but if she finish this song early, i'll be there in two days! [Oh ya, just peachy fucking keen fuck face]
I'm sorry i had to put you in there, but i really want to see you get better. you deserve to be happy and healthy.
Well, i should be going, wrting this is making me miss you even more, so, i'll end it now.
By the way, Clint, Scott and Bob are coming with me, so i'll see ya real soon.
Love Always,
Dave
Goh...why does he have to sound so caring in letters, i just wish he would get me out of here...hehehehe, i won't be writing like this when the prozac wears off....
Well, cheerio, better go before i compliment him and his brothers band or something...!
~Angel~
"Oooh!" I cooed, "There's Diane... she's terrified of us, let's go!"
We walked down the hall and over to Diane.
"HI DIANE!" yelled Emmy loudly.
"HOW ARE YOU?!?!" I asked grinning at her.
"WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!?" Joined in Steph
She backed away a bit... "Girls... you know you are supposed to be in the art room, or recreational room," she said.
"Well, we don't WANT to be in there!" I yelled.
"Ya, why don't YOU go play in there BITCH!?" asked Emmy.
"That is no language Emmy." She said backing away.
"Fuck you! We can talk however the fuck we want!" yelled Steph.
We all laughed and walked away.
"So, anything interesting happening with you girls?" asked Steph.
"My boyfriend is coming to visit..." I started. "Fucking ass... he's bringing his three brothers as well, Scoot, Clit and Boob."
"Hey, my boyfridnd had three brothers as well... Scott, Dave and Clin.." trailed off Steph.
The three of us looked at each other.
"Oh my God!" said Emmy.
"Hey! You don't stutter when you just had the shit shocked out of you." I said

Emmy's P.O.V.
"Thats not funny!" I yelled.
"Sorry." Angel replied.
"I-uh-you-uh... Clint... wha?" I muttered, obviously behooved.
"OMG!" Steph yelled. "You don't think they're all brothers do you?!!"
"Oh my goh... your boyfriend he's... in a band...?" Angel said her eyes wide with worry.
"The Moffatts." Steph whispered, Angel mouthed the words and I felt all the blood rush out of my face. Then I felt myself sway and the ground rushed up to meet me as the world went black.
* * *
"Uhnnn..." I mumbled as cool hands felt my forehead.
"Emmy?" Angel's voice sifted through the muck in my head. Dammit dammit dammit just let me sleeep. Sleeps good. Dammit my head hurts.
"Emmy open your eyes girl!" Steph's voice broke through. Damn, why does she have to YELL? It huuurts.
"Uhnnn..." I mumbled again as I opened my eyes, they felt stuck together. The sunlight flooded my poor abused blue eyes. I immediatly shut them again while muttering a string of swear words.
"Emmy, girl you okay?" Angel asked softly, she had tears on her cheeks.
"Oh j-just peachy fucking k-keen." I answered. "For a second there I thought you said that all our boyfriends are related!" I started to laugh but stopped when I felt a HUGE wave of pain wash over my poor innocent head.
"Uhm... that's pretty much the jist of what we said..." Angel trailed her sentence off.
"FUCK!!" I screamed and she immediatly fell back, and I felt horrible for scaring her. Even Steph looked a bit confused. "I'm s-sorry, y-you guys j-just over-l-l-oaded the h-hampster i-in m-my h-head." I smiled weakly and put my hand on Angel's shoulder, trying to calm her. She smiled faintly and I sighed.
"What's goin on?" Lacey asked as she emerged from her room. That's when I burst into tears. Damn me and my emotions. I prolly have emotion sickness! Wish we didn't have emotions! Life would suck without 'em, but it's to hard WITH them.

Steph's P.O.V.
Lacey looked really confused and I told her to sit down before I told her what we had discovered.
By the time I finished the whole story, Lacey was stoned out and in her own world.
"Yo! Earth to Lacey! Are you there?" I asked.
Lacey shook her head.
"Um... yeah, sorry." Lacey paused, "Did you say that their surname was Moffatt?"
"Um... yeah..." I answered.
Angel and Emmy became more interested and moved closer to listen.
"Well... my boyfriend was Scott Moffatt." Lacey said quietly.
"Oh my God..." Angel whispered.
"Jesus..." I said under my breath, "Tthis is too scary."
Dear Diary,
You'll never guess what's happened! Remember Bob had three other brothers? Well, guess what, his bros threw their girlfriends into this place too! They are Lacey, Emmy and Angel! OMG... I can't believe this. Oh, and the 'best' part????? They're coming in a day or two, so Dave says. God... What am I gonna do? I can't face Bob... No way man!
~*Steph*~

Angel's P.O.V.
Dear Thought Gatherer and Pen Ink Taker,
Well, this is WAY too coinsedental! wonder if the guys all planned to send their girlfriends away, so thye could like, have gang bangs or something...EW nasty thoughts! But anyway, i wonder if they did know, if it was just a mistake, or...or...i don't know! Fucking assholes anyway!
Why is life so shitty? It's like unless you are rich, your screwed and even money can't buy you love or happiness, just wannabe and 'yes' men! I wish i were happy, and i had someone who loved me...who would sweep me off my feet and carry me away to my castle! Princess Angel...i don't think so! Well anyway i'd best be going, it's dinner time, time for chow!
~Angel~
"I always knew Dave had brothers and girlfriends and stuff, I just didn't realize they were you!" I said
"Ya, it's amazing how the guys kept us separated..." said Steph
"Wel-l... its t-ime t-to... eat." said Emmy.
"We can talk about what we are going to do about the guys at dinner." said Lacey.

Lacey's P.O.V.
Dear Thoughts,
You'll never guess what happened today...we, Angel Emmy Steph and I all found out that our boyfriends are brothers, The Moffatts. Angel was with Dave, Emmy was with Clint, Steph was with Bob and I was with Scott, but I still love him!
Their supposed to be coming to see us soon, or Dave is coming to see Angel anyway!
I want Scott to came, I want him to see what he has done to me...just because I'm trying to change...for him, he sends me to this gawd aweful place! I can't wait to see the look on his face when he see all these "CRAZY" people running around, when he see what I have to put up with everyday...but Angel, Emmy and Steph make it ok...they make it fun! Gotta go now!
Lacey
~~~~~
I just sat there stunned, I still couldn't believe this, did they plan it all? Was it all just a thing to get us all out of the way, so they could... so they could cheat on us without us finding out? Is that all this was?
I asked myself getting madder and madder with every question, I got so mad that I threw a glass at the door!

Steph's P.O.V.
~*The next morning*~
"Ugh... Only the third day and I'm sick of this food." I said pushing the bowl away.
"Get used to it." Angel muttered.
Dave was coming with his brothers today and Angel was not in a very good mood.
"H-Hey... A-an-gel, w-w-hat t-t-ime i-s D-D-Dave c-c-om-ing?" Emmy asked.
"I don't know and I don't care." Angel snapped.
"Chill girl..." Lacey said.
Angel muttered a few choice words before getting up and leaving.
Dear Diary,
Angel's in a really bad mood cause Dave and his bro’s are coming. I don't know why, but I feel sort of glad that Bob will be here..... Fuck! I can't be happy, can I? I'm really confused!!!! Bob was the asshole who sent me to the fucking loony bin and yet I want to see him? Jesus... I don't know. I wish things were straightforward and easy to figure out. But, no... They can't be.
~*Steph*~

Angel's P.O.V.
Dear Thought Gatherer and Pen Ink Taker,
I can't believe Dave is going to be here today...what am I going to do!?!? I really wanna see him, and I want him to take me in his arms, and take me out of this place...but I know he won't that’s why I am so angry!
Well gotta go!
~Angel~
As Angel ran down the hall, with tears of anger and sadness flying down her face.
Suddenly she rammed into someone and fell to the ground.
She looked up, and felt her heart burn.
"Dave..?" she whispered
"Angel!" He yelled as a bell went off
Angel screamed and ran back to her friends, with Dave hot on her trail, yelling, "Angel! Wait, I love you!"
'Please don't be mad Angel, I'm going to get you out of here, I love you,' he thought.
Angel ran into the dinner room and straight to Emmy.

Emmy's P.O.V.
Dear Piece of shit paper
Hello and welcome to another WONDERFULL morning in the loony bin. And guess what?! Dave and his bro's are coming to the peanut factory today! I JUST WANT TO DIE!!! I want to steal one of those plastic little butter knives and ram it down Clint’s through!!! ARGH!!! *and another argh cause I got WAY to much pent up anger* ARGH!! This is just peachy fucking keen, and I think Angels gonna have a nervous breakdown. Poor Lacey is still silent, and I wonder if she’ll ever feel okay enough to take to us fellow psychos. And Steph is... Steph is Steph, just met the girl, already she’s loads of fun, but she seems majorly peeved.
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dammit. Static. Static in Emmys head. Clear the static Emmy... Emmys to worried. Clear the static...
Its gone. I feel better, but sometimes my head fills with static and I want to just scream. Wait... don’t I USUALLY scream? Wait... nope, I just yell at the incompetent nurses. Uh oh, looks like the suns coming up... gotta go get dressed... maybe Ill request a straight jacket so Clint can see what he’s done to me. Forgotten Emmy... hide her away... Emmys MAD... forgotten, hidden away Emmy is VERY mad!
*EMMY*
"Angel!" I cried as Angel ran into my arms, I hugged her and glared at Dave who was right behind her. She was sobbing too violently and I was worried.
"GET AWAY!!" I screamed at Dave as I pulled Angel away from him and kept an arm around her protectively. No one's gonna hurt my best friend Angel, especially not some... BROTHER of the cruelest man alive.
"Angel!" Dave pleaded, tears streaming down his cheeks.
"FUCK OFF ASSHOLE!!"I heard Steph yell from behind me. Steph and Lacey stepped up beside me and Angel, who was crying so hard I had to hold her up from falling on the floor.
"GO AWAY!" Lacey yelled. It was the first time she had raised her voice.
You go girl, I thought, then I felt the blood drain out of my face as a familiar face walked down the stark white hallway. His shoes clacked on the floor, and the sounds of two others behind him echoed off the walls. I felt tears fill my eyes. How dare he. How dare he come back. HOW DARE HE!!
Angel looked up, and made eye contact with Dave who held out his arms. Which only caused another explosion of tears on Angel's part. I looked over at Lacey, her lip was trembling and I could see her struggle to keep her composure. Steph just looked shocked. Lacey crowded closer to Angel, who put her arm around her.
"GO AWAY!" Steph screamed as she stepped forward. I felt my knees go weak and I fell to the hard ground. Angel fell too, and Lacey sunk to her knees, her face buried in her hands. I crawled over and put a comforting arm around Lacey, and one around Angel. Steph stood her ground, and I was thankful that she had enough hate in her to block out her tears.
"Steph," Lacey whimpered. Steph stopped in the middle of calling all four boys who stood in front of us VERY unrepeatable things, and turned to look at the three of us huddled on the floor. She sat down beside us and leaned her head on Lacey’s shoulder.
"Leave us alone." I whispered forcefully, and tried to ignore the tears streaming down my cheeks. "Please!"

Angel's P.O.V.
Goh...Dave...please...please either take me out of here or go away...goh! I love you Dave!!!!! I thought as I remained sobbing on the floor
I can't just let him leave... he is right there, crying for me, wanting me to come to him... what if he sees I don't want him... and he leaves... leaves forever? I hate him for what he did but I still need him.
"Angel... can we please, please talk?" He asked dropping to his knees in front of me. HE tried to touch me, but Lacey pushed his hand away.
"Please!" He cried very loudly.
I shuddered at the loudness of his voice.
"Emmy...?" Clint asked.
Emmy looked over at him, with tears in his eyes.
"Please...don't be upset.." he said.
Then Emmy screamed. "How can I NOT be upset!? You stuck me in this hell hole... you guys stuck all of us in here!"
Scott was looking around nervously. Finally he just walked away.
"I'm going to go talk to him..." said Lacey cautiously standing up and following him.
Steph stood glaring daggers at Bob.
"How you have the courage to walk in here is beyond me!" She said.
He just stood there, with a sad guilty look on his face.
"Emmy... I am so sorry, I just wanted you to get better, I never wanted you to be unhappy," replied Clint.
"Why?" I asked.
"Why what?" asked Dave.
"Why... why did you guys send us here? Why all your girlfriends... I thought you loved me Dave?" I said quietly.
"I do Angel! I do love you, I love you more than life..." he said taking my hand in his.
I tried to pull away but he wouldn't let go, he kept his grip.
"Angel, please, I am begging you, PLEASE, can we just talk, in your room or something, please!?" He asked as tears streamed down his face.
Bob walked towards Steph. He put a hand on her shoulders, but she tensed and he removed it.
Clint moved over to Emmy and sat down next to her. He placed an arm around her but she just screamed and stood up.
"Don't touch me Clint!" she screamed.
Suddenly a nurse ran over to Emmy. He grabbed her arms and began pulling her into the hall.
"No...!! Let me go!!" she screamed.
Clint stood up and just watched.
"Emmy!!" I screamed running for her. "Leave her alone!!"
Dave ran after me and held me back. "Let me go! I have to help her"
He let go and helped me free Emmy from the nurse's strong-arms. She just hugged me tightly, crying.
"Don't touch that girl!" Yelled Dave at the nurse.
Then Emmy ran back to Steph leaving me and Dave alone in the hall.
"Angel... I..." he started.
I just stared into his beautiful eyes. I felt the love and warmth I had before.
He stepped forward, but this time, I didn't move back. He embraced me in a tight hug.
"I love you Angel" he said

Steph's P.O.V.
I walked on and on through the white corridors, all the time noticing that Bob was following me. Suddenly, I saw Emmy running towards me.
"Emmy?! What's wrong?" I asked, seeing tears in her eyes.
"I-I... I... c-c-an't f-fa-ce C-C-lint." Emmy said.
I hugged her and replied, "You don't have to. It's your choice Emmy. If you don't wanna speak to him, you don't have to."
Emmy wiped her tears away.
"I g-g-uess y-y-ou're r-r-ight." Emmy answered before walking in the direction where we came from.
I felt someone place a hand on my shoulder and spun around to come face-to-face with Bob.
"Steph?"
"Why don't you leave me alone?! Go fuck one of your fucking sluts! I bet they'll happily have sex with you." I retorted, shrugging off Bob's hand.
"No Steph! You don't understand..."
I interrupted, "I don't understand? I think I do Bob. I'm not stupid. You sent me here cause this was the only way you could get rid of me so that you're free to date other girls."
Bob's expression turned to shock.
"No! I just thought that the people here could help you, I swear!" Bob paused, "And... I haven't been with any girl since you've left. I love you Steph."
"No, no, no, no, NO! You don't love me! Anyone who loved me wouldn't send me here! NO!" All the emotions that I kept inside could not be ignored anymore and I started crying.
I backed up against the wall and slid down onto my knees, sobbing.
"Oh God... Steph..." Bob knelt down bedside me.
He placed an arm around my shoulders and kissed my forehead before holding me in a tight embrace.
"I love you Steph... I'll get you out of here if you really want to... I promise." Bob said.
I stared up into his brown eyes.
"I hope you seriously mean that, Bob Moffatt."

Angel's P.O.V.
"Dave... can you get me out of here...?" I asked quietly. "Yes, I promise you I will get you out of here..." he replied
I stared into his beautiful brown eyes. He was like a drug to me, once I got one taste; I wanted more and more. I couldn't loose him again, even if part of me hated him... but what about Emmy... I can't leave Emmy.
"Dave?" I asked
"Yes?" He replied
"I can't leave... without Emmy, or Steph, or Lacey." I said. "I can't just leave this place knowing one, two or all of them are still in this awful place."

Steph's P.O.V.
"Angel, I'd drop out of the band just to be with you and see you happy, I’d do anything to get them out as long as it meant you and I were together," he said hugging her, and kissing her lips for the first time in months.
Bob and I walked down the corridor towards the rec room where we saw Dave and Angel... kissing.
"Oh my God..." I exclaimed.
"Ooh... Davey boy's getting some action again." Bob said.
I giggled.
"What's so funny?" Bob asked.
"Um... nothing. I just miss your remarks and stuff. That's all." I replied.
"Oh really? I thought you'd hate me for sending you here." Bob said.
"I did. In fact, I hated you so much, I started to block out all my emotions."
"That bad, huh?" Bob asked.
"Yeah." I said.

Emmy's P.O.V.
No no nonononononononononononononono NO! Clint came towards me, and I turned and ran. I ran down the corridor, the white lights flashing above me. I couldn't take it. Those girls were going BACK TO THEM!!!!
'Do they not remember the pain and cruelty they endured because of those... those...'
"VILE CREATURES!!" I shrieked as I ran down the hall, stumbling and wiping tears from my aching eyes. Clint didn't follow. I knew he wouldn't, I was just a piece of meat to him. I could feel my lungs contracting without fresh oxygen, and I took a deep gulping breath, tasting the salty tears, that ran from my cheeks, on my tongue. I wanted to escape the horrors of what he did to me, and the betrayal of my dearest friends. I wanted to escape it all.
There were no nurses around. I didn't wonder why, but I knew it was because they were going to try and get Angel and Steph and Lacey in line. They had forgotten about me, and Clint was probably walking back to the car, forgetting about his crazy girlfriend already. I saw the doors of other patients' rooms flash by me as I ran down long hallways.
I turned down another hallway, my legs pumping with energy and my mind filled with fear. I stopped short, to keep myself from crashing into a wall. It was the end of the institution. Before me, was a large white door. I grabbed the one thing that stuck out in the stark whiteness of this, this... PRISON. I grabbed the handle to the door and yanked it open, it was heavy, but I expected that. I stepped inside the metal, chrome room. I had been there many times before. The bathing room. The sterile bathtubs and fixtures gleamed in the light that filtered from the barred windows, the lights were off, because it wasn't bathing time until seven at night, and it was only about ten in the morning.
I slowly walked over to the bathtub, running my hand over its cold surface, watching my tears fall onto the whiteness and roll down the sides.
I could almost fill this tub with the tears I've shed for him, I thought bitterly. Fill the tub with tears... cry myself to death... drown in my tears... My head snapped up, and I fell against the other bathtub behind me. The sound of my loud breathing filled the room, and I slid to my knees on the floor, the cold plastic behind me. My blond hair fell in front of my clouded eyes.
Cry myself to death... drown in my tears...
And with that thought echoing in my aching head, I crawled over to the supplies closet, at the other end of the room. I could feel my shoulder blades pressing against the fabric of my tunic. I pulled open the doors - it was luckily unlocked. For once. I pulled myself to my feet, my body and mind tired of fighting. I reached to the top shelf, and felt for what I knew would be there. A scalple, used when the patients were trying to tie strings or other such around their necks and scissors were to big. I knew, they had to use a scalple on me more than once when I tried to choke myself during bath time. I grasped the cool metal, and pulled it off the shelf. Its blade shone in the light, and I felt a new flood of tears escape my eyes. I slowly walked to the closest bathtub, and turned the water on scalding hot. I stripped out of my clothes, and climbed into the water, ignoring the heat. I felt my mind cloud over. And I thought: "Everyone should feel my pain. Everyone should hurt as much as I do," as I ran the gleaming blade over my pale wrist. A stream of crimson blood ran down my arm, over my hand, I could feel my heart bleeding.
"Make it go away..." I whispered as I lay back in the water, my arms aching and my breathing coming in rasps. The walls seemed to ripple and move with my breathing, feeling the impossible hurt I felt. Hide me away. Ignore me. Let me go... I waited. I knew what would happen. And I knew no one would find me.
Hide me away.
Forget me.
"You better be good or you wont be able to meet the new girls."
Decieve me.
Leave me.
Hurt me.
"...you and your crazy friend Angel..."
Let me be.
Let me die.
Come on people, jump on the crazy train.
"...you're disrupting me..."
Deepest red.
Red...
"...W-whats your n-name g-girl?..."
"Steph"
"Lacey"
"I'm Angel"
"Emmy"
Hide us all away.
Make the pain stop...
"Steph? Are you ok?"
"N... no... I don't know..."
"Hey... It's ok... Everything's fine. There's nothing to worry about..."
Emotion Sickness.
Drown in my tears.
"So... Is this food or is this poison?"
Kill the pain.
"It's ok. I'll survive."
'Im not different, you just make me think I am...'
"So... How did you girls get yourselves in here?"
"I didn't get myself in here... my boyfriend did."
"Your boyfriend?"
"Yeah..."
"My boyfriend sent me in here too."
"Count me in."
"M-me... t-too..."
They hid us away, treated us like shit and they forgave them.
"We aren't THAT loony."
'...wasn't sure if I was ready to face this place another day...'
"...Don't worry Angel. We'll protect you against anyone who wants to hurt you..."
Who's going to protect you...
Drown in my tears.
Erase the pain.
Emotion sickness.
Thoughts became jumbled in my head, as I felt my mind grow fuzzy and my heartbeat become faint. The water rose to my chin, and I knew I was sinking into the water. I didn't care. I felt peaceful... I slipped under the water, it was tinged orange, and I could feel it fill my lungs. Then the world went black, and I knew, without really knowing because thoughts no longer existed in the shell my body had become, I knew it was over. The wool no longer covered my eyes. Emotion sickness...

Steph's P.O.V.
A minute later, Clint came running round the corner, out of breath.
"Have any of you seen Emmy? I've been running around looking for her, but she's totally disappeared." Clint said.
"I haven't seen her since I spoke to her 5 minutes ago." I said.
"Damnit. I really want to talk to her." Clint said.
Suddenly, I got a terrible thought.
"Oh Fuck... Oh my god..." I mumbled.
"What?" Bob asked.
I ran to Angel and Dave and broke them apart.
"Angel... I think Emmy has done something crazy." I said.
Angel looked at me.
"She just ran off and disappeared. I think she's gonna hurt herself or something." I said.
"Oh my God! We gotta find her!" Angel exclaimed.
The 5 of us walked down the corridor, opening every single door in our path.
Then, Angel stopped.
"Shit! She's probably in the bathing room." She said.
Angel broke into a run as we followed her to the room.

Steph and Angel and Dave and Clint all ran into the bathing room. Clint flicked on the light from behind them, and the room was bathed in an eery glow. Far to the left, on the other side of the room, was a bathtub, water trickling slowly out of it, a solitary knee protruding out of the water... the red water. The four ran to the tub, and Steph gasped and stepped back. "EMMY!" Steph shrieked. Tears escaped her closed eyes and ran down her cheeks. "Oh my God, Emmy!" Dave dropped to his knees on the cold linolium floor. He stared at her body, hidden in the bloody water, he could see her face beneath it, pale and ghostly, and her long hair drifting in the water, past her hips, and stained with blood. He reached into the warm water, where he could just barely see her stiff fingers curled beside her, and pulled her wrist out of the water. He felt for a pulse, feeling his heart beat in his head. He felt faint. He knew she was dead, there was no point in checking, but he checked, for Angel's sake. There was no pulse. No life left in her, her lungs were filled with liquid and blood no longer coarsed through her empty veins. Dave choked on a sob and stumbled backward.
"EMMY!!" Angel cried as she ran to her best friend and pulled her shoulders out of the water. Emmys head fell backward awkwardly, and her body was cold to the touch. "EMMY!" Angel shook Emmy's shoulders, her head rocked back and forth lifelessly.
"Angel stop!" Dave pulled Angel away from the body, and wrapped her in a hug. "Angel she's gone." He whispered soothingly. Angel started to sob and shake her head.
"No no no no..." She repeated over and over.
Steph reached over and Angel ran into her arms, they hugged, and Dave put his arms around them, and slowly lead them past the other bathtubs, out into the hallway, where they could find a nurse.
Clint stood by the bloody bathtub, guilt seeping into his mind. 'This is my fault. I shouldn't have come, I shouldn't have put her in here in the first place!' He thought.
"Good bye Emmy," He whispered as he wiped a tear from his cheek, knowing that Lacey and Angel and Steph would cry enough for him, and then he turned, and walked away.

Angel's P.O.V.
I can't believe it... Emmy is gone... my best friend... I love her like a sister... I can't just give up... I NEVER give up on something I believe in!
Suddenly, something inside of me just snapped... I just broke away from Steph and Dave and ran back to the bathing room. I ran to her body and pulled her out of the tub.
She was just beginning to get blue lips... so I knew I just might have a chance.
I wrapped a cloth around her wrist, then began doing CPR.
Dave and Clint ran into the room, knocking over a tray of tools and pan, making a loud clang on the floor. Then the lunch bell went off, echoing off the walls. All these loud noises did not distract me from what I was doing. Not a tear, nor scream, nor instinct to hide entered my mind. All I could think about was how I had lost everything precious to me in my life, and how I was not going to lose Emmy.
I continued pressing onto her rib cage, just above her lungs. Then trying to fill her lifeless lungs with my own air.
Dave and Clint tried to pull me away, but I wouldn't buge.
"Look, either help me or get the fuck away!" I screamed at them. "Clint, if you love her, you'll try to get her back!"
He just looked at me for a second, then bent down, and breathed into her mouth on my mark.
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"5"
"Breath"
"Come on Emmy! Breath! Please!" I screamed at her body. "I know you DO want to live... you were happy before! You can't do this to me! Please don't leave me! I lost my parents and almost lost Dave, don't let me loose you too! I promise you, I'll get you out of here... and take away your sickness... your hatred... your emotion sickness..." as I whispered the last words her eyes flew open, and water poured from her mouth.
Steph, Lacey, Bob and Scott came running in.
"Emmy!
"W-w-hat h-h-happ-ened?" Emmy asked sitting up.
I grabbed a few towels and wrapped it around her keeping her warm.
"You just tried to kill yourself." Dave said.
"Yeah, and if it wasn't for Angel or Clint, you would be dead right now." I said.
"C-c-lint? S-s-aved my l-life?" Emmy asked, looking confused.
"Yeah... He did." Bob said.
"B-but wh-y?" Emmy asked.
Clint came around to her side and took her hands into his.
"Because I care about you Emmy and because..." Clitn paused, "Because I love you."
"Look, girls we have thought about this, and we are getting you all out of here," said Scott finally, once everyone was in Emmy and Angel's room.
"Ya, even if some of us break, stay together... or hate each other, we'll get you out of here." added Clint.
"When?" asked Angel finally.
"Well, we have to fly to Ontario tonight to do a concert, but when we get back tomorrow, we'll sign the papers and things, and get you out of here for sure." said Bob.
"Ok," said Lacey quietly.
"Angel, it'll be so great to have you by my side again, I love you so much," said Dave quietly so only she could hear.
"I've missed you," she replied.
"I'm so sorry I put you in here, I really did think it would help, but now that I see you are miserable, I am so sorry," he said.
"Hey, one good thing did come of it, I met Emmy, Steph and Lacey," she said genuinely.
"Scott...?" asked Lacey.
"What is it Lacey?" He asked annoyed.
She looked into his eyes with hurt. "I just wanted you to know, what ever I did, to make you stop loving me, I am sorry, cause I still love you" She said as she turned away and sat next to Angel.
Steph just sat staring at Bob with confusion.
"Steph? Do you hate me?" He finally asked
"I dunno..." She said.
He got down in front of her and took her hands.
"I know, I have done so many things to make you hate me, but I still love you," he said as he stood up again.
Steph felt tears of sadness, and comfort flow from her eyes.
I do love you... but you have hurt me too much... she thought.
"Emmy?" asked Clint.
"What?"
"Are you ok?"
"Yes, I'm fine! Leave me alone."
"I still love you, ya know," he said hopefully.
"Ya well I love you about as much as nuclear war," she said as she stood up.
"Well, girls, I'm sorry to say, we have to go. But we will be back tomorrow," said Scott as he stood up and left followed by his brothers.
"I love you Angel, we'll be back soon, and then you'll never have to deal with this ever again," said Dave as he followed his brothers.

*In the Girls Room*
"Well, I'll be happy to finally get out of here," said Emmy
"Ya, I can't wait to be with Dave again," added Angel.
Emmy groaned, but the other two just sighed.
"Its amazing how life turns out for some people..." thought Lacey out loud.
"Ya, I mean, fate, who knows what it holds for some people," added Steph.

*The Next Morning*
Angel and Emmy made their way into the living room area, followed by Steph and Lacey.
"Hey, they got a TV in here now," said Angel as she walked over to it. It was on the news channel, but hey, she hadn't seen a TV in months.
“And in other news today, we are sad to report, flight 313, Ontario to British Columbia, has crashed in Alberta. On board, were rock sensation, the Moffatts. There were no survivors...”
Angel, and the girls, heard all this come from the reporters mouth.
"Oh nooo....Da-Dave..." cried Angel.
"Oh God... they they can't be!" cried Steph as she dropped to her knees.
"Scott?" asked Lacey.
“We were told that the Moffatts had written a song while on board, it was found stuffed into a backpack, it was entitled
Blind Love
At the bottom, it says:
With all our eternal love, to our girlfriends:
Angel, Emmy, Steph and Lacey.
We will always love you.”
"I can't believe this happened," said Emmy shocked. "You know what this means, we aren't going to get out of here either."
Angel sat on the floor, rocking herself back and forth.
'Dave...no...please, I love you, you love me, you can't be gone... you aren't gone, you're going to walk through those doors any second, I know it...' she thought.
"I... I never even got to tell Bob I loved him!" cried Steph as she hugged Angel.
"Scott... he did love me... I'll never hear him say it ever again," cried Lacey as she sobbed uncontrollably.
Emmy sat down and hugged Lacey. "Wow... I just can't believe they are gone... I know I wanted Clint dead... but not literally, just to leave me alone," she said. "Maybe this was fates... all of our fates."