hello
not sure if you're already taking requests, but if so can i request something about kit walker being in briarcliff please?
thank you :)
𝑳𝑨𝑪𝑲 𝑶𝑭 𝑯𝑶𝑷𝑬 - 𝑲𝑰𝑻𝑺𝑶𝑵 𝑾𝑨𝑳𝑲𝑬𝑹
"I don’t know how much more of this I can take..”
(swearing, asylum stuff and mention of the mentally ill.)
LOW USE OF THE WORD “Y/N”
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Kit sat in his cell with his face down, thinking of how he was ever going to be able to leave this asylum. He was starting to lose that positive mind set of his, but who could blame him? Imagine staying in asylum for weeks, having unnecessary surgeries and constant beatings. Anyone would be pessimistic.
Then he started to think about his wife, Alma, he wanted to believe she was still alive but it was clear as day that she wasn’t, based off of what he remembered about that night. It was still all a blur to him and unbelievable. So far, since he’s been in here, he’s made a few friends. The one that really was on his mind was Y/n, he often thought about her a lot.
They both stuck together, they’ve tried finding ways to leave and aided each other when it was needed it. After while, he caught feelings for her but he wasn’t sure if she felt the same way. Knowing that he had a person in here who would care for him and help him was reassuring, at least there was some comfort.
But she hasn’t been doing well, either. She was depressed, her anxiety was through the roof and she also felt like she wasn’t gonna make it out alive. But if she did, this experience would haunt and traumatize her forever, Kit too. It honestly was hell for everyone.
Kit’s hand slowly grazed over the scar on his wrist, those cuffs, he thought to himself. They made sure to put those cuffs on him tight, and when it’s happening everyday, you’re bound to have a few scars on your arms. Plus, Kit was constantly being taken to Dr.Arden’s room for whatever sick experiments Arden wanted to perform on him.
And Y/n...well, just say, she was getting her fair share of pain and suffering, too. She's had to go through things that would give a person nightmares. Kit sighed and looked up. "Why?" He said to himself. He knew that no one was going to answer his question, but he always asked anyway.
He laid down and thought about the times when he was happy, the times when he was free. It’s a shame that now he could only think about the past and not the future, it was the only thing that made him feel happy.
He heard footsteps coming closer to him, but it was more to the cell next to him, he wasn't sure if it was the warden or doctor but he was pretty sure that it was neither. Then he heard a female voice, it sounded like Y/n, he wasn't sure, though. He then heard the sound of the cell door closing, it sounded like someone got locked in.
He decided to call out, just to make sure it was her.
"Y/n?" He called.
"Yeah?” She said, tiredly.
"I…I just wanted to make sure you're alright." He replied, feeling a sense of relief now that he knew that she was okay.
"I'm fine, I guess, considering the fact that I’m in a place like this." She replied. “How are you? You don't sound good."
"I'm okay, I just..I don’t know what to do anymore. I mean, we haven't found a way out of here and I've been through so much and, I just feel hopeless. Like there's no reason for me to keep on trying. What's the point if we never find a way out?”
"I've had that same thought, Kit, and I think the same thing, but we can't lose hope. I know that this place is full of nothing but pain and torture, but we need to keep on hoping that there is a way out. We need to have a reason to keep on trying." She reassured.
"I want to believe that, but I'm not so sure anymore. It seems like we’re not getting out of here."
"Don't say that, Kit. There's no need for you to have a negative mind set, because you're never gonna get anywhere by thinking like that. Remember when I lost faith and you told me that we can't give up and I believed you, but now you're giving up. We've come too far to turn back now. We've been here for a long time, so let's just keep our head held high and we'll get through this. Together."
"What if I don't get out alive? What if something happens and I can't get out?"
"There’s always a risk..but there’s a chance that we could get out. Just don't let it consume you, don't give up hope."
"I can't do this." He said, his voice starting to crack.
"Yes, you can, Kit. You've been through so much in your life, why give up now?"
"Because, I feel like there's no reason for me to stay strong. Everyone thinks I’m just some murderer who can't feel any emotion."
"Kit, listen to me.” She said.
Kit stayed silent, waiting for her to speak again.
"You are not a murderer. I don’t believe you killed those women, it all just doesn’t make sense. You're a good person and I don't believe you did it. And no matter what anyone says, that's what I'll always believe. Because you're a kind-hearted man, you're not a murderer. Don't let their words get to you."
Kit stayed silent, trying to take in her words, trying to believe what she was saying.
"Thank you." He said. "For sticking up for me, you've been so supportive and kind, I don't know where I'd be without you."
"You helped me, Kit. You're a good person, and I want to see you out of here."
He smiled, even though she couldn't see it. He felt a bit better, knowing that there's still hope. “Will you please just..try for me, Kit? Try not to give up. It's hard for me, too, but we need to stick together, I'll be here for you, always."
"I promise." He replied. “I’ll try.”
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sorry if it’s not what you expected, wasn’t sure what to put.
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