Exploring the Grounds (TAG: Joshua + Alexis)

[baylee]

It was wonderful to be outside again. Pity it wasn’t from the hospital though, be in his garden or even with a girlfriend. Sixth hospital in an year was bad enough, and still he doesn’t know when or how long he would be staying in this hospital. So far he have broken his record, of being here for nearly year. His arms have recently stopped bleeding as have been cutting again. Great if the staff find out he would be back in the shock therapy room. Even though Jinx told him there was no shock therapy here, Baylee didn’t believe him. He have been lied too before and it have gotten him to accept that no one can be trusted, not even the staff. The staff are the reason he was suffering more than he was. Got his usual black jacket out basically too hide the bloody arm, he was on his way to the gardens as it was the safe place to be in too do the deed.

Slowly walking towards the spot where he hidden the glass. This was too prevent the staff finding it on him, while he went back to room. His blue eyes were filled with suffering from the pass he received. Now he had double trouble on him as he done a stupid thing and allowing himself too kiss a girl. Even though he was confused about himself, did he like girls or boys. Life was so fucked up for him right now, he just wanted it too end. Right now. But then he can simple blame it on his BPD. The doctors didn’t give a shit about him anyway, they had no idea what it was like to feel like this. Slowly he rolled his sleeve up, his left arm was covered in three fresh marks which made on himself yesterday. He had the glass in his right hand, slowly he aimed it across his left arm, and made the glass slice right through the flesh, making it bleed again.

Watching the scarlet liquid pouring from the cut he just made was great. He leaned against the wall as the droplet fell on the floor, staining the once ivory gravel. That feels lot better, hopefully it would end soon he closed his eyes, feeling the stress leaving his body. Baylee haven’t been taking his medication here like he was supposed too. They weren’t working anyway. So he basically stopped taking them. It was a smart trick, he would hid it under his tongue and pretend to swallow them, once the doctor or nurse left the room, he simple spit the pill out and go too sleep. Suddenly he heard something, and immediately placed his jacket back on and hid the glass again. The blood was still dripping and it was hitting the gravel more as he stood up, waiting too see who it would be. Please don’t be a doctor he whispered to himself, as his heart raced like mad hoping it was at least a patient. But his gut feeling was telling him that it wasn’t and he was going to be in serious trouble.

[logan]

Logan hadn't expected any patients to be in the garden. He knew it was a possibility, but he still hadn't expected it. He almost hadn't come out to check. It was supposed to rain and he had been sent to let the patients outside know that rain was coming and they were all expected back inside so as not to get sick. Logan had sort of rolled his eyes at that part. No one got sick from staying out in the rain except the elderly and small children, who were prone to sickness anyway. At least, that's what he had always told himself when his parents had yelled at him for staying out in the rain. Still, he had been sent to do a job and he did so willingly, even though he sighed as he walked across the lawn. The clouds were threatening on the horizon, but at the moment the sun was shining, and Logan could help but smile. Until he turned the corner and saw Baylee standing on the gravel.

“Hey,” he started, “There's going to be rain soon, so they want-” Logan stopped, noticing the blood dripping from under his sleeve. Logan was new here, but he recognized Baylee anyway from his file. He had been given a lot of the files of depressed patients to read over because his letter of recommendation from his previous job had mentioned his “forte” with the depressed. Just because of Gabrielle. He knew Baylee well enough from his file to know that it was no coincidence there was blood dripping from his arm. He felt bile rise at the back of his throat looking at the blood, and he forced his eyes away, meeting Baylee's eyes instead. “It's Baylee, right? I need you to take your jacket off and show me your arm, please.” Right about now, Logan was wishing he hadn't been the one sent out to check if there were any patients left outside. For as long as Logan could remember he had a problem with blood, especially if it wasn't his own.

As much as his body resisted, Logan took a few more steps toward Baylee, gritting his teeth against the nausea. He sent a glance over his shoulder, wondering what the chances were someone else was going to come around the corner. Depending on the severity of Baylee's cut, depending on what he had been intending, this could be very serious. The amount of blood dripping down his arm didn't look promising, but he wasn't exactly an expert in this sort of thing. In fact, he was pretty much the opposite of an expert when it came to this sort of thing. He had sort of skipped a lot of classes in med school, a lot of classes that might have come in handy right now. It was that whole blood thing. He hated blood.

Logan looked behind him one more time, wanting more than anything to see another staff member come around the corner. He fumbled for his pocket, praying that for once in his life he remembered to grab his cellphone before he left the house. He could feel it in his pocket through the outside layer of his jeans, but he let it sit. For all he knew this kid had fallen and scrapped his arm on a rock, then hidden it to avoid the doctor's suspicion. There was no need for him to call someone and get everyone in the hospital worked up over something that might be nothing. Something that was hopefully nothing. Logan resisted the urge to look behind him again, instead looking around the garden behind Baylee. If he was going to run, Logan needed to know in which direction he was going to run. He had done track for almost his entire academic career, he was sure he could outrun Baylee, but he didn't want to have to.

notes: gah, too lazy for formatting.

[baylee]

Seeing the blood flow down his arm made him feel lot better now. The stress and pain have left his body. It was a brilliant feeling. Droplets was running down his arm and onto the floor again, showing how badly he have cut. He saw no staff which was great, sitting down he closed his eyes, this was like his fifth sudical attempt in an asylum. The place where they were safe from all these crazy act, it was pathetic and stupid. He was hoping this time he would be left alone and finally allowed too die. Death doesn't really scare him, in fact he welcomes it, he wanted too come now so the pain from the voices and anything else can finally leave him alone. Clouds were beginning too form a again and a violent storm was going too come. Baylee believes in the greek mythology is real. That Zeus, Poseidon, Hades, Demeter, Hera etc were all alive and living now, Demi-God, Titans etc were also true, trying too kill them all off. If no one believe him than they can simple piss off and leave. Baylee wouldn't stop believing it and would keep out of Zeus lighting rage as much as he could.

Suddenly the rain began too fall and making his body soaking wet. Just what I want the rain too help the dying process. Thank you rain god. He just hoped that The Fates would cut his mortal string very soon as he was getting fed up now. Sounds of tapping shoes caught his attention and he looked up. A girl which didn't look like a patient which was good really, it was his sister who died in the car crash. She had the wounds from what happened, he blinked a couple times making sure she was still there. He was glad of that since a doctor or any sort of staff would have sedated him and locked in the solitary room where he would serve a week or maybe more since he broke one of the many rules. He really couldn't care less if they came and locked him away. But suddenly image vanished and another person came, he looked up seeing someone in a uniform, worst still a male. Baylee gathered some more strength he back away. He had the shard still at hand, threatening him with it. Now he would stab , assault him and then leave here too die in him own blood. He couldn't care less for other people, they were nothing too him. People have hurt him, or they deserve some pain back. Well in his mind and case anyway. "I would advise you turn around and leave! Unless you want my little buddy too play with your cute little insides!" He growled as he was very aggressively towards him.

The blood loss was beginning too attack his body more now. "Go away! Just leave me alone! You aren’t going too hurt me! I would fight before you have that chance you piece of dog crap!" He screamed out towards him. He haven’t had the problem with him being a doctor. It was only just that males have hurt him and he wouldn’t allow anyone too hurt him again. Slowly his eyes were drooping and he waited for his guy too turn around and leave him alone.

Still the doctor just wouldn't take the hint and moved forward. Instinctively he moved back away from him. He really didn't want to hurt him. Watching his movements and most importantly to check that he had nothing on him, which was like needles. “It's Baylee, right? I need you to take your jacket off and show me your arm, please.” Shaking his head aggressively to each side, making the droplets fall from his blond wet hair. "No I don't have to listen to you. Just go away!" He growled more.

Backing more until there was nothing left for him to move into, his body started to panic. The cut he created which needed stitches, as the blood was dripping more, the vein have been nicked a little, but not sever enough to bleed out. Dropping the glass onto the floor, he quickly move around his left, knowing there was a small gap he could fit into and be safe from the doctor and whatever he as on him.

Legs were broke into a run, he didn't bother to look back to see the doctor was following him, in fact he couldn't care. The blood was marking the trail where he have ran. All he wish is people to leave him alone, was that too much to ask? Breathing was beginning to suffer, as his body was in no state to run right now, even though he was desperate to get away from him. Slowly the gap was in view and in five minutes he would be in it, and would be able to sit and wait for the blood to run out of his body, and he would be dead.

(Feel free to knock and pin him down, whatever. I don't mind)

[Alexis P. Redfield]

Alexis loved the rain, so it wasn’t a surprise when she stepped outside in the yard to enjoy it for a moment. What did surprise her however, was that there were still people out here. Looking closer, she came to realize it was a doctor and a patient but things weren’t looking so hot. Lex moved closer, careful to not draw attention to her self as she shifted around the yard. Judging from the blood on the ground and the amount still dripping from his arm- the wound would need stitches. But how had the wound come to be? Once more she inched towards them to get a better look, just close enough to hear the threat the patient shouted at the doctor. Alex gritted her teeth and prepared to rush him, attempt to knock the knife from his hand as the doctor sat there and did nothing. But the chance never came.

Suddenly the patient had shifted and was running in the general direction she’d been moving too. If she timed it just right, Alex could intercept the kid. Without a moment’s hesitation, she charged towards him. He’d dropped the glass, she’d seen it as it hit the ground, so changes are she’d be able to overpower him fairly easy and without injury. Of course even if he’d still had the glass, she would have tried to take him down anyway. With the talent and precision she’d acquired by working here, Lex shouted at the doctor to call for help as she neared the boy.

Bodies collided rather roughly and sent them flying to the ground in a tumble. Refusing to lose the upper hand, Alexis did a roll and landed on top of the boy- holding him down to the ground. Motioning to her pocket where the thankfully unbroken syringes were, she glared at the kid.

“Listen- if you don’t want to be sedated I suggest you calm down now.”

She knew she couldn't really sedate him, as he'd lost to much blood. But by god she'd kick his ass if he didn't cooperate. As soon as the boy calmed down or the doctor got over here to help her, she could get a better look at that cut. But for now, she’d have to settle for her current straddling position and keep him still. Lex wasn’t too worried about him overpowering her easily, as she’d had pretty good training from Eliot, head of security, and she was stronger then most females were. Filling a small tickle on her forehead, she figured she must have hit the ground pretty hard, as she was almost positive it was blood on her face. Rubbing her forehead on her shoulder while holding him down confirmed that. That was also when she noticed the concrete they’d landed on had tore a section on her sleeve and scrapped her arm. Dammit, she’d liked these scrubs too. She looked towards the doctor once more, before directing the last statement towards the patient.

“There’s some gauze in my pocket, grab it and help me hold him down. What’s your name kid?”

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[logan]

Logan wasn't surprised when the patient threatened him and refused to take off his jacket. In fact, he would have been more surprised if Baylee had cooperated. He had dealt with a lot of depressed patients and they didn't end to appreciate someone interrupting their suicide attempts. He saw the kid drop the glass he had been holding and made a mental note to dispose of it before any of the other patients could find it. Of course, that note was placed rather low on his list of priorities at the moment, though still much higher than finding an umbrella.

Logan had shifted to run when another staff member caught his attention. She was faster than he was, and rather than join the chase and risk getting in the way, Logan pulled out his cellphone and called the office inside the manor, explaining what had happened and that he and another nurse he didn't recognize were tempting to take care of it, but would greatly appreciate some help, thank you very much. Logan was impressed as he watched her take Baylee down. While he had been on the phone he had started to run towards them, catching up to them shortly after she took him down, soon enough to hear her threaten to sedate Baylee. It was a good scare tactic, but Logan knew she couldn't follow through with it. He may have missed a good portion of his classes that involved the more physiological side of things, rather than the psychological, but he was well aware that drugging someone after they had lost a lot of blood was a bad idea. That being said, if he was told by a nurse currently straddling him that she was going to have to sedate him he would probably calm down. Or realize that he was part of one of the weirdest sexual fantasies he'd ever encountered.

His stomach was still nauseous, but Logan ignored it, even as he noticed that now she, too, was bleeding. If he had been the one bleeding, he would have been fine with it. Anyone else's blood and he was nauseous and irrationally afraid to get near them. Man up, Logan, this is sort of an emergency and a patient needs you. That was the boost he needed. Logan swallowed hard and did as the other woman asked him. If the situation had been different at all, Logan would have loved to make a comment about reaching into her pocket, probably sexual in nature. Circumstances being what they were, however, the thought didn't even cross his mind. Well, it did, but very briefly and only because he noticed she had very pretty eyes.

He moved from standing next to the nurse to kneeling beside Baylees head, grabbing his right wrist in one hand and his left elbow in the other, holding it to let her deal with his bloody arm. Logan wouldn't even attempt that, there was a very good chance doing so would cause the nausea still lurking in the back of his throat to reach an all time high.

He considered answering her question for Baylee, supplying her with his name, but instead chose to give the kid the chance to cooperate. Instead, he remained silent, focusing the entirety of his attention on keeping a firm grasp on Baylee's arms.

[baylee]

Baylee Thomas Shepherd

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Running faster and faster is all he got in his mind right now. Get into the gap and he would be safe from them. They can't hurt him then. But there was something about the doctor who came towards him, didn't seem right. He was acting strangely, then all the doctors were the same. It could be a trick as long he knows. So he kept on running getting the upper hand on the doctor. The plan was going right until the nurse came out of nowhere and tackled him. He didn't expect anyone to tackle him that hard, and he lost his balance, and landed on the floor. Struggling to get the nurse off him, is what his instincts were telling him now. This wasn't the first time he has been over-powered by woman, his girlfriend used to do it to him all the time, when their were messing around. But this nurse wasn't her so it was for real, and he has to get her off him now.

Finally the other doctor came and kneels by him. Growling a little as this was beginning to be unfair now. It was like they were ganging up on him now. He was unable to struggling now due to his arms begin pinned down. The blood has pool around where his left arm was forced to stay. Legs were the only things he could move and it was beginning to pissed him off. Heart was racing like mad. Scared as he was unable to move away from them. The nurse wanted to know his name, but he wasn't going to tell her. All he wanted was to be let go. Watching the blood dripping from her forehead was kind of funny, and a smirk was released from his lips.

Let me go you stupid bitch! Leave me alone! It's just cut, I have had plenty of them. I don't need you lot poking it! His vocals were angry, and he had some Welsh accent in it as well. Please just let me go. I didn't do anything wrong, only protecting myself from you lot he pleaded a little, as his legs stopped moving as he knew wouldn't be able to fight off both of them.

Turning his head away to the left as he didn't want to watch them anymore. To see the cut, they need to remove his jacket, and that's not going to be easy with him being pinned. He waited for them to slack somehow, so he was able to fight back and get away from both of them. Closing his eyes for second, he waited caustically for one of them to slip up.

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Word Count -----> 459
Tagged -----> Dr. Logan and Nurse Alexis
Status -----> Complete
Song -----> Let Go by Aaron Carter
Credits -----> Everything to Baylee @ LM

[Alexis P. Redfield]

Alexis frowned at the kid’s lack of cooperation but was grateful for the doctors help in holding the patient. He would have to learn soon that struggling and a foul mouth would get him nowhere pretty fast, especially when he was dealing with Alex. With a little more force then she should have, she pushed him harder into the ground with a threatening gaze- daring him visually to try anything.

“Sorry, it’s not in my job descriptions to let patients get away with what they want. And how do you figure you've done nothing wrong? You threatened a member of staff and physically harmed yourself. Not sure how intelligent you are, but those are definitely considered wrong.”

There was no way she was going to be able to hold her tongue- Lex was pissed off. All she’d wanted to do was step outside and enjoy the rain for a moment but obviously that wasn’t going to happen. Still straddling him, she used some of the alcohol swabs in her scrubs pocket and wiped the wound- trying to get all the dirt out of it. Once she was sure it was clean enough, she grabbed the gauze and wrapped it tightly down on the wound. Once more, she turned to glare at the kid when that was done- not even looking at her own scraps.

“We can do this the easy way or the hard way. Your name kid, NOW!”

Lex had a low tolerance problem when it came to patients like this. They got on her nerves to no end with the ‘oh woe is me let me end my life’ pitiful brigade. Glancing up at the doctor, she quirked an eyebrow before directing the question to him.

“Do you know who he is?”

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