;)

The walls cold, the atmosphere dark and ominous as she laughed until the lights came on. Her favourite time of the day where someone would grab a chair and sit down on the other side of the glass wall, the wall that guaranteed protection from what was kept on thee inside. Barry's eyes softened as hers glared into his soul making him regret ever doing this to her. He wanted to believe she wasn't crazy, wasn't mental and most importantly, wasn't so evil. 

Her irises darkened within seconds, she despised him, got rid of every bone in her body that ever loved him but she was unable to dispose of her heart. Although black, it was lonely without him, she was lonely without him but she couldn't let him know that so the session went on as per usual.

She refused to let this place help her when she thought she didn't need help. Nothing could help her though, she was in a ditch too deep where no ladder could reach, the more she refused to be helped, the deeper the ditch got. Every time she increased the depth, she increased her craziness, her madness, her psychopathy. 

;)