A/n:

What. Is. Life.

I CAN'T believe that last Maximum Ride book came out today..

But MAXIMUM RIDE FANDOM, We must fly on. Together. To continue this fandom. (James Patterson should really check this part on Fanfiction out. I think.. he'd be proud. Of us all.)

ALL of our. (Yes even you, the girl who started her first story today) All of our stories are AMAZING.

Now as your reading this Chapter. PLEASE turn on your FAVORITE SONG That reminds you of Maximum Ride, as a reminder to this EPIC series.

I RECOMMEND FENCES BY PARAMORE.

Without Further Adieu,

Chapter 8

It's A Damn Cold Night.

Max P.O.V.

Get

Me

Out

Of

Here.

Seriously, get me out of here. I'm currently inside the Mental Ward of this shitcake of a hospital and I just want to rip my hair out, strand by strand. You would too, if you saw any of the wackjobs in this place.

Okay, that was mean. I strongly believe the insane people are actually the sane ones, but after being in this hellhole for two days, you'd be in my same place. My roomate, a girl about my age with flamming orange hair, named Carol is "suffering" through self-harm and an eating disorder. She looks like a twig in her hospital gown, and the scars are bright pink covering her arms from wrist to shoulder. I kind of feel for her though, because every time she steps out into the hallway, someone is always calling her names. I've already gotten in trouble for socking another "troubled teen" in the face for calling her a fat cow.

But really, she's the only one who seems sane in this dreaded place. A knock at the door brought me back into reality. Ahh. Melodie. The medicine lady.

"Alright Max. Down the hatch" She handed me two paper cups. One with two pills, and one with water. One to help the "negative" thoughts and one to help me stay calm. I layed the pills on my tongue before closing my mouth and pushing them around the side of my mouth so they rested against my teeth. I gulped down the water and her the cups back.

"Open up" She commanded. You see Melodie isn't all the smart and only check under your tongue. I did as she told and opened my mouth, and flicked up my tongue.

"Good girl" She said with a smile and patted my head before exiting the door. I counted to thirty before spitting the pills out. I rolled them up in a napkin before sliding them into my pocket.

The first day I arrived here, I made a deal with a girl in 503. She gave me this razor blade that she had stashed away, as long as I gave her all the pills I got. Needless to save, I've given her all my medication.

I tiptoed out of bed and leaned out the door into the hallway. Trying to be as normal as possible, I kept my hands out of my pockets and walked down the bright blue hall. I skidded past creepy Pete and knocked on door Numbe 503.

The girl I met on the first day, I think her name's Myah, peeked out before grabbing my wrist and pulled me inside.

"Do you have them" She asked, holding out her hands shakily. I nodded and reached into my pocket and pulled out the folded up napkin and placed it in her hand. She unwrapped it before smiling at me.

"You're amazing Max" She said, placing a kiss on my cheek.

"Thanks" I said, as she walked across the room, screwed the head off a stuffed animal and plopped the pills inside. My fingers found the edge of the blade, and I pulled it out of my pocket.

"Haven't you used that yet" Myah asked, coming back over to me.

"Hmm?" I said, rubbing my fingers on one of the sharpe edges lightly.

"Haven't you used that yet?" Myah repeated and I shook my head in reply. She laughed and shook her head in amazment.

"I don't even know how" I whispered, rubbing my finger across the top. She laughed softly this time and pulled me to sit beside her on the bed.

"Here i'll show you" She said, pulling my arm into my lap and taking the blade of my hand. She held it at an angle and brought it down near my wrist. I start squirming a bit and she smiled slightly.

"I'll just do it lightly.. okay" She dragged out and I nodded slowly. She brought it down and across my skin lightly, making a small cut. I jumped back, letting curses fly into the wind. Talk about a mother fucking ow. It stung too.

"Why did you do that!?" I whisper-screamed, as she rummaged around before slapping a bandage on the small cut, not bigger than a finger nail. Almost like a cat scratch.

"Hey. Don't blame me, you let me" I met her gaze before sighing.

I'm right where I belong.

With the crazy people.

A/n:

Well.. that was weird.

The next few chapters will be her mental ward trip. Be prepared for some.. odd things.

I WANT TO START ANOTHER STORY. It's going to be WAY OUT OF CHARACTER.

I Want it to be were.. Max likes guys.. and girls.

DO You people think it's a good idea, or no? Please don't steal this idea, thanks.

Thanks for reading.

-Cora.