A/N: Hey what's up?
I just wanted to say really quick that updates will be around once a month and that I always appreciat getting comments because it really helps me to know what you guys like and what you don't like.
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"Oh gosh dang it." Eddy swore, failing for the fifth time to light his cigarette.
I took a long drag from mine. "Maybe this is a sign from above that you should stop smoking?" I teased, earning myself an eye role from the older man.
"Well if that's the dang case. I ain't gonna listen. I need my god dang nicotine or else I'm probably gonna kill someone."

With a smile I took the cigarettes from his hand and lighted it with my burning one.
"How showed you that?" He questioned with an raised eyebrow.

"You did."

"Oh yeah right..."

I looked at him with the most serious expression I could muster up and scolded him,  "You are a horrible influence you know that, right?"

Completely unfazed by my accusation he just shrugged and leaned against the railing of the fire escape.
"Yeah so what? It ain't like I'm getting you hooked on crack or some shit."

I took the last drag of my cigarette and then stomped it out. "True but is it really wise to give someone how is already nuts an addiction?"
He huffed and shook his head. "Felix ya ain't nuts buddy. Ya are just ... different. Besides ya think those meds they give ya aren't addictive?"

"Not like I have much to say when it comes to the medication." I grimly stated and then added with a chuckle, "Guess I'm just as 'different' as van Gogh or Nikolai Tesla." It was meant as a joke but almost immediately I noticed the confused look he gave me. 

He has probably no idea who they are. Eddy has many talents but art or science are definitely not his strong points. I thought but then remembered that the man had an actual life outside of work and was probably way to busy to read some boring books about dead people in his free time.

If I had anything better to do I probably wouldn't have read that shit either. I thought, my mind wandering of to the things I actually would have wanted to do.
Eating at a restaurant would be nice... maybe going to a club afterwards? Hmm... getting my first kiss wouldn't be so bad either.

There were so many things I had been missing out on. But considering I had been locked up in an asylum since the age of nine, it wasn't really a surprise I was so far behind others my age.
Ofcourse I knew that I wasn't well enough to function in normal society but it still felt like I was missing out on so many things and life just flowing past me without me actually being part of it.

Suddenly I was ripped away from my bitter sweat fantasies, when Eddy grabbed my shoulder and shook me. Surprised I jumped back, almost tumbling down the stairs.

"Wow, calm ya tits!" He called out seemingly just as startled as me. "I just said that we could get going before they start to miss ya." Eddy explained, looking a little bit concerned.
Still slightly hung up in my thoughts I agreed and we went back into the the depressingly sterile, hospital building.

"So was that one of ya uhm... visions again?" He asked after we half way back at the ward.

"No, I was just fantasizing about how it would be if I had a normal life." I admitted with a sad sigh. The older man huffed in response and gave me a strange look, before saying that there was no such thing as a 'normal' life.

Confused I raised an eyebrow and asked him to explain what exactly he meant by that.
"There ain't a normal life because normalcy doesn't exist in the first place." He explained while behaving as if it was common knowledge. But when he saw that I was still confused, he sighed and elaborated.
"Normal is just a matter of time and viewpoint. Like for example, two hundred years ago in europe it was normal to just bathe once a year because they thought water would make you sick but today if you don't bathe every week you get called disgusting."

"Uhm I'm pretty sure you are supposed to bathe at least ever two days." I tried to correct, whereupon he huffed and grumpily said that, that was my viewpoint.

Before I start to argue about his seemingly lack of knowledge about hygiene we had already reached the common room of the ward I was staying at.
We quickly said our goodbyes and then Eddy went back to actually working.

Left all alone in a big, baren room I suddenly felt very lonely. Sure there where other people launching around but considering that I couldn't even be bother to remember any of their names, let alone speak to them I was left with no other option then to take my usual spot by the window.

When I had sat down in the big armchair I felt someone starring at me.
Cautiously I looked around, just to see the blond guy looking at me. I wasn't really surprised that it was him, because ever since he got admitted, around three weeks ago, he had made it his habit to stare at me with a creepy, blank expression every time we were in the same room.

Normally I wouldn't even have minded it that much, because I knew some people here were just crazy like that but there was something about him that just gave me stange feeling. It almost felt like maggots slithering all over my skin and tiny spiders crawling around in my stomach. I wasn't even entirely sure why I could always feel it in my core when he was looking at me or what exactly made me so cautious of him.

Maybe it were all those intricate tattoos all over his body, that made him look more like he belonged in jail, then in a psychiatric institute. Or maybe it was his impressive hight, that made him easily tower over most people. Either way he definitely wasn't someone I wanted to mess with.
He could probably just pick me up like a doll and throw me through the room if he really wanted to. I thought, a cold shower running down my spine. I threw him one last annoyed look before I turned around again to look out of the window.

Only once I had managed to gather up the courage to approach him. I had asked him why he was starring at me like that and if he had a problem with me, but all I had got was silence and the usual unreadable look from his cold, gray eyes that seemed to stare right into my soul.
Unable to hold his glaze for long I had quickly retreated, admitting defeat and somewhat excepting that most I had to live with his strange behavior.

Hopefully he gets released soon. I prayed while watching the birds fly around outside and trying my best to ignore the weird feelings inside me about the tall, blond guy.