#rxdeyedliar

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     【Ｋ】 ey chairs jingled a light tune with every bounce to every one of the girl’s steps. School had been a bored today, but Mae couldn’t help but look forward to relaxing at the mental house her parents worked at. Weird right? No one in the right mind would instantly be happy at the thought of going to a Mental Institution for crazy people on a daily basis, right? 

          Mae was definitely a different one. She liked to see the positive in a seemingly negative situation. People came here to get better, and that what usually happens. Occasionally there was someone who didn’t make it, and of course that upsetted her very much, but most of the time they got better. Almost all of her parent’s patients recovered from their illnesses. That, in her mind, was a huge accomplishment.

                                                                                      And she liked to be a part of it.

          As she walked through the hallway, she could here some laughter down the hall. Following the sound, she found that a group of the residents here were watching a movie together. Peeping her head through the door, she smiled and muttered a small hello. They greeted her back with much enthusiasm.

                              “Heard you’re leaving tomorrow,  Damien...?”

                           She asked and he replied ‘yes’with a large grin on his face.

                                              “Better keep in contact, ya hear..?”

          The boy, who was not much older than herself, had a really hard time recovering. He’s been here for almost a year now which was also the time she began to help around the place. The two became quick friends and when her parents saw this and how he’s improved just by talking to her, they suggested she help out especially with the younger patients who tended to be a lot more hostile towards the adult doctors.

       Upstairs her parents were waiting for her to meet one of their most recent patients. Apparently he was around her age, same year as her school wise at least. Usually she would only help during group sessions by interacting with people and making them feel more at home, so she was a bit curious when she was requested into the therapy room.

The cat was casually lounging in a tree, keeping to himself in this dark and gloomy land. Nothing was normal here, in fact it would be considered strange to see anything within it's proper nature. That is why the approaching boy had caught the feline-esque male's eye. He appeared lost, confused, and possibly even scared.

Smirking Cheshire had teleported directly in front of him, sending the boy off balance and towering over him.

"My my, haven't you wandered far. Why, you shouldn't have come this direction small one. for once you come into Cheshire's territory, Cheshire will never let you leave!"

The cat concluded with a purr as he leaned closer to the boy, "What is your name, how did you get here? Doesn't matter because you're going to you can't leave. Forever and ever, you'll be Cheshire's plaything~"

Grabbing him by the chin he brought their faces close, "Ah yes you're perfect, and smooth. Oh all of the wonderful things I can do with you~" He wrapped his tail around his waist purring in delight to have his new toy at his side.

He embraced him pressing their cheeks together, purring as he rubbed his cheek against the other's.

He'd... grown attached, he'd say. It wasn't really anything other that he felt. It was just too fun to tease the boy, to break and bend him, to treat him nicely every once in a while, get his hopes up, get him to actually have some hope, and then tear him back down. It's been his favourite past-time for... two months, almost. He'd already memorised when it was the boy's turn to guard his group's little hideout to come and torment him.

And so he stood at the corner, waiting for a group of children to pass by. Once they did, he quietly walked towards the door- it would be unlocked, the deceiver always leaving it open for him- and set his food inside. He didn't bother saying anything until he saw the boy, sitting on the couch like nothing was happening.

{ // iM D EA D OMF G G // }