Aquata Cove Ch. 92

Then, something happens. Adam's whole body feels a blink of an implosion as Jessica grovels at him. For a split second, her hands are at two places at once - both on his hips, and on his wrists. A surge of terror, anger, and hate pierces inside his veins as his surroundings. His left shoulder feels a sudden metal sting! One second, he's outside in public, and for a lightning's moment of time, he was in an enclosed space.

"GET THE FUCK OFF ME!!" He demands suddenly as he pushes her with all his strength.

"AWwwooh!" Jessica falls to the ground, landing harshly in front of him. She looks at him, her insides churning in burning sorrow. Adam stands there, shocked as he looks at his hands.

'Fuck, what just happened??' Adam thinks as he takes a step back away from her, staring in horror... Both at her, and what he just did. He pants as his sight still radiates with weird glimpses of static, slowly clearing away as he looks at the distraught woman before him.

"Ahh..." Adam takes a few more steps back. He turns his head around, and notices that a few people are giving him looks. He turns his head back down, and looked fearfully at Jessica, before he turns around, and sprints away.

"ADAM! Wait! Come back!! I'm sorry!! DON'T LEAVE!!"

"Hhh! Hhh! Hhh!" Adam pants as he runs for the next 10 minutes, away from Jessica, away from everybody, his chest pounding as he runs as fast as he can. He can still feel the impact in his arms and in his brain, throwing Jessica to the pavement, her almost banging her head onto the curb. He sprints as terror files fiercely inside his body, scraping a weird temperature on and off his own face.

"Hhh! Hhh! Hhh! Hhh! Hhh! Hhh! Hhh! Hhh! Hhh!" What just happened??? He... He hit her... He just sent her so hard, she fell... He was angry, and she was clamoring all over him. She wouldn't stop, his mind just blanked. He was filled with so much hatred, and now he's just scared. How can he do that?! How could he just hurt someone like that?? Why couldn't he just stay calm and try to keep talking to her?? Why did he have to start yelling???

Adam's feet clomped to a stop, bending over, and then letting himself flop his side onto the ground, panting harshly as he sits, clutching on a metal fence right next to him.

"HhhHhh... HhhHhh... HhhHhh... Hhh" He trembles horribly as he keeps thinking about want he just did... Not even thinking about just how much she's been lying to him. Sweat coats his face as his legs burn with exhaustion.

He whimpers and pants as he looks up at the night sky. What time is it even? Jessica drove HIM here...

"Gahhh... Hahh... Hhh... Fuck..." He doesn't even know where he is. It's so dark... He's alone... No one even knows he's even out of the ward...

"Oh God..." He moans thickly, his legs extremely exhausted, charred from the very long run he just had, "What have I done??" His eyes rim with moisture. Just like a child lost and all alone, "What do I do...?" His fingers tighten around the metal bars as he huddles closer, "Someone help me... Someone..."

~~~

"Ahghghghghgh" Jessica cries freely in her car as she dials a number on her phone. She holds it with shaking hands as her heart breaks apart. She sniffs and wipes her eyes with a napkin, huffing with rushing emotion, before putting the phone to her ear.

"H-Hello, Father Eustice?? I-It's Jessica... Nnnno, no I'm not. Some-Something horrible has happened..." She sobs, "I need your help, pleaaaase... I don't know what else to do..."

~~~

Adam walks along the dimly-lit sidewalk, having absolutely no clue about where's he's going. He still has a hold on the same metal fence he collapsed on, having only ventured about 10, maybe 20 feet from where he stopped.

"Agghh..." He moans as he feels his the left side of his skull, the only other physical malady he is currently struggling with apart from his stiffening legs, "My head..." He's had another throbbing headache, ever since he stopped running. He looks up at the night sky, before glancing again at his surroundings.

Not a single thing looks familiar... Maybe he should've demanded that Jessica take him back to his ward immediately... But would it have been that simple? Things were really getting crazy... Things are so fucked now...

"Anyone..." He mumbles rhetorically, his feet hardly moving from the ground. "I need... Someone help me..."

Adam looks at the street, seeing a blaring light from behind. He turns around to see the car coming over to him, slowing down to a rumbling halt right beside him. The window slides down, until he can clearly see the driver.

"Hey." Jamal says, "You lost?"

"Y-Y..." Adam nodded, trying to fight the urge to break into tears. His insides feel so much right now. Here, when he's hurting so much, all alone, in the dark night underneath a streetlamp... Here comes someone who... "Jamal, I... I don't-"

"It's fine. Just get in." Jamal says as he leaned forward, and unlocked the door. "Come on. I'll take ya home." Adam sniffs before he climbs into the vehicle, and they drove off.

Adam keeps his eyes closed as his head presses on the window next to him. His legs still feel sore and solid. Jamal doesn't say a word as they go. Now that he's in the car, it's easier to calm down... As well as how grateful he is that Jamal is here right now... Someone he knows he can trust... Someone safe... Someone who saved him...

"How'd you know where to find me?" Adam finally asks to break the silence.

"Sasha said she saw you yelling at some lady." Jamal answered, "She's a friend of mine. She gave me a call since she don't drive."

"Ok..." Adam nods, taking deep breaths, reopening his eyes, seeing the front window turn around to an unknown street, seeing traffic lights pass and yellow bulbs from the passing posts.

"You hungry?" Jamal asked, "Jack-In-The-Box is comin up in a sec."

"No... Thank you..." Adam answered.

"You sure?"

"Yes..." Adam mutters. He doesn't say anything for several minutes, until he finally makes himself admit it. "You were right..."

"I know." Jamal says gently.

"You were right about her... I didn't want to believe it... I don't know why I didn't listen to you..."

"Maybe cause she was payin fo everything. Dudn't matter though. I got you." Jamal says as he makes a turn.

"You told me she was going to..." He takes a shaking huff, "You warned me she was trouble... Jamal, I'm sorry..."

"It's fine, dude. Just take it easy fo now." Eventually, the car pulls into the same secret area Jessica has always taken Adam away from.

"Wait, this... How'd you know where to... I mean, this, uh, wait-"

"Yuri saw her car down here the other night. I took a look around, and I can tell where you were able to git out." Jamal turns off the car, leaving the keys out, and turning to look at Adam. "So how long has this been goin on?"

"Since... Since I last spoke to Merrick... When he, you know... When you dared him to take off his clothes."

"I see." He nods, "So bout 3 weeks then? 2 and a half?"

"Yes..." Adam nods slowly again closing his eyes again.

"So what happened?" Jamal asked, "Why were you alone?"

"... She lied." Adam answers, "About everything." His eyelids are starting to feel weak, "She lied to me about everything... I told her I didn't want to see her anymore, and she was all over me... I think I blacked out for a second, and then I hit her, in front of everyone..."

"She had it coming." Jamal tells him, "Wit all the shit she's done."

"I... I should have just told my psychologist about what she did the other night, and just put an end to it, but... But I wanted to ask and confront her... And things went downhill, and I couldn't think, I couldn't..." He clenches his eyes as he rubs his eyebrows, his throat taking a thick gasp and crack of emotion.

"Hey, hey, man, it's cool, you ok now." Jamal says as he takes Adam's shoulder, "You good."

"I should have just told Dr Donna everything..." Adam's voice quivers, "I should've just told Jessica to fuck off after she touched me, and... Fuck, I don't know what to do..."

"Say what?" Jamal blinks in surprised, "Back up a bit. What'd you just say?"

"She..." Adam breathing becomes harder as his stomach turns hard, "She made me take my clothes off, and..." Jamal's jaw lowers, "She touched me on my... Lower area..." Adam feels so embarrassed to even talk about it, to even try to articulate it. "Sh-She, fuck." Adam lets out a shuttering huff of emotion as he gripped his knee. "She grabbed me down there, and..."

"Are you serious?!" Jamal said, "She really did that? She DID that?? Are you fuckin serious?!"

"M-Mhm..." Adam nodded, "I try not to think about it, because every time I do, I just get so upset and scared..." He huffs erratically.

"Dude, why didn't you just push her away?!" Jamal asked, almost mad, "Didn't you wanna just tell her 'no'?? If she was fuckin you, you CAN just kick her ass off!"

"I did... I told her I didn't want to do what we were doing..." Adam feels a drop roll down his cheek, "But she kept telling me to trust her... She wouldn't stop... She wouldn't let me stop..."

"... God motherfuckin dammit..." Jamal growls as he shakes his head. After a moment, his lower jaw tenses as his hands SLAMS into his wheel! Adam jumps from the hard jab, and then Jamal stuck his leg down. "FUCK!... You fuckin serious??" Jamal looks at him, "No, don't, I git it, don't say it again, I know." He tells Adam before he can say anything. "That's it though. I'm gonna KILL that bitch. I don't care, I'm just gonna kill her, go to jail, and just git it over wit."

"N-No, Jamal, please don't!" Adam breaks from the window to look at him, "Don't, don't do it, Jamal, please."

"Ffffuck." Jamal huffs, "Lets just git you back to bed, aight?"

"O-Ok..." Adam gets out of the car, still shaking terribly. Jamal followed behind him, climbing the route as easy as Adam did, before both of them were in the empty, dark room.

"You gonna be aight now?" Jamal asked. Adam sniffs as he shakes his head, "... Ya realize I ain't actually gonna kill her, right? She's a fuckin cunt, but I ain't wastin my life in a cell fo a piece of trash."

"Ok..." Adam said in a hushed tone. After a pause, Jamal sighed and rubs Adam's arm

"... How bout I stay fo a while. I can get Netflix up, and I can watch a few shows wit you till you calm down. That alright?"

"

"Ok..." Adam says, still fighting off to cry.

"Aight..."

~~~

The next morning, some point past noon, Donna stands there in the room, her arms crossed and looking down on Adam, who is leaning forward on his knees, his body feeling heavy with a dense weight foaming inside him.

"Adam..." Donna says, looking very unhappy with him, "Why did you sneak out? That's what I would like to know first and foremost. You know the psychiatric ward prohibits patients from leaving without written and certified consent."

"I... I don't know..." Adam says, his face heavy with hot shame.

"You realize the rules are there for a reason, right??" She asked him sternly, bordering on angry, "You're not ready for any kind of outside influence without anyone responsible by your side! What if you collapsed again?! What if you suffered an aneurysm?? What if you have seen or heard something that triggered a horrible reaction in your brian?? I wouldn't have been there, or the doctors, or anyone!"

"I-I was with someone..." Adam says in weak defense, "I didn't go alone..."

"And that's the worst part, Adam!" Donna exclaims, "Why are you refusing to tell me who it was who snuck you out?! Was it Jamal?? Was it your friend, Sasha or Chloe?? Did your father come and take you out? Stop me if I guess it!"

"No, no!" Adam shook his head, "I-I, please, Dr, I don't want to talk about it, I-I just... I don't know..."

"WHY don't you want to talk about it?" Donna asked in both worry and agitation, "What happened, Adam?? If something happened that has harmed you in anyway, I HAVE to know about it!"

"I-I'm sorry, Dr Donna..." Adam says, "I... I guess I snuck out all those times because I was tired of being kept in here." He complains, somehow feeling inferior to this woman in some strange way, "I just stay in here all the time, and when I'm not in here, I'm in a job training class or something, or physical therapy, and I... I don't get a lot of friends in here..."

"Adam, that's no excuse! If it were anyone else, I would put you in even STRICTER conditions after finding out about all this!"

"I... I'm sorry, Dr Donna..." He apologizes again, his hand grasping his bed.

"As I mentioned... It's scary to me that you won't tell me whom it was who took you out at night. You're barely telling me what you were out doing! There's a level of trust I need to maintain with any and everyone who comes into contact with you!"

"I just... I don't know anyone at all, and I just, I don't know if I should say, I don't want them to get hurt or in trouble because of me..."

"Adam..." Donna sighs in frustration, "Was it Merrick? Or even Yuri? Tell me, please."

"No, it wasn't them..." Adam said.

"As your psychologist, I need you to tell me who it is that snuck you out after hours." Donna tells him, "You're acting like a child right now, Adam. I need you to cooperate as a patient, please."

Before Adam can answer, there came a knock on the door, before it was opened gently by an employee of the ward, "Dr Donna? There are some people here to see Adam."

"Some people? How many?"

"About... 5 people?"

"5 People?!" Donna gives her an estranged look, "Who-"

"Excuse me, this is an emergency." Comes a female voice, right before Jessica shoves past the person, "This way, Father Eustace."

"Jessica?!" Adam's insides take an angry dive as he gets up, "What are you doing here?!"

"I am here for you, Adam." Jessica says endearingly. Before anything, a tall, mid-aged man with glasses and every dark and grey hair walk in, wearing a black robe and suit with a purple sash over his shoulders that reached down to his hips, with a golden cross stitched on either side, also wearing a black collar with a white square in the middle.

"What-" Donna gaps as 3 more men walk into the small room, carrying various items with him, "What is the meaning of this?! Who are you?!"

"Hello, I assume you are Mr Bryant's therapist?" The older man says, "I am Father Eustace. I am here on very important business in regards to your patient."

"What are you talking about?! What's going on??" Adam asks, honestly getting a little scared now.

"We're here to purify you, Adam..." Jessica tells him softly, taking Adam's hands, "For once and for all."

"Get- Get away from me!" Adam threw her arms back, "What's this all about?!"

"Jessica has informed me of your demons, Adam." The pastor tells him, "We are here to cleanse you of your burdens. We mean you no harm."

"Stop, stop, wait one moment." Donna says, "I think there is a misunderstanding going on here. Why are you people here?"

"Jessica, a member of my church," Eustace explains, "As informed me that Adam Bryant has been possessed by malevolent presenses."

"Whaaaat?" Donna gives a look of disbelief.

"Last night, Jessica called me, and informed me that he attacked her. He struck her down, and has told me this has happened for several years."

"What?! No!" Adam calls out, "I-I-I mean... Yes, I DID push her, and she fell, b-b-but I didn't mean to hurt her."

"Of course, you didn't Adam." Jessica says as she comes to him again, "And I forgive you. If you will, we can finally rid you of these influences, forever."

"Ssstop! Stop, stop, please." Adam pleads as he backs away from her, "Jessica, just leave me alone, please!"

"If we may, we should begin the exorcism as soon as possible, before he has another attack." Eustace tells Donna.

"Wait! Just one moment!" She tells them, "Adam has exhibited no such behavior ever before. I don't know what this woman has told you, but I assure you, Adam is of his own mind, delicate as it is."

"As far as you know!" Jessica shoots at Donna, "You let this happen." She strides to her, pointing her finger at her, "You let him become this! You could have stopped him when he was a child, but you let him turn into a monster!"

"H-Hey, don't talk to her like that!" Adam raised his voice at her, feeling oddly offended about anyone talking to Donna that way, "U-Uh, I... Dr, what is she talking about?

"I'm sure I have no idea of what you're talking about, but this is agitating my patient!" Donna says, "I need all of you to leave! Now."

"Um, Dr Donna, is it?" Eustace says, "This matter is urgent, but... If you must insist, then I do not wish to overstep on any boundries-"

"NO! We need to do this!" Jessica snapped, "Here and now, she has no authority over him!"

"I beg your pardon??" Donna glares at her, "Just from what place to you think you have to make that claim?"

"You failed him, Dr!" Jessica ranted, "You let his life turn into this!"

The whole time Jessica is ranting, Father Eustace takes several looks at Adam. Nothing about him is fitting anything Jessica has said about him... Nor does he feel any sort of malice or dark presence in any of this area "Jessica, I believe we should try and attempt this at a better-"

"No, Father! Please! We need to do this HERE and NOW!" She says, almost bordering on hysteria.

"Jessica, just go..." Adam tells her, "I don't want you here anymore." She turns to him, and starts walking.

"I understand Adam, and it's not your fault. We can fix you in just a-"

"N-No, back off!" Adam shoves her back when she was a foot away from him, "Just go! I don't want to see you again!"

"Wha- Adam...!" Jessica says, hurt.

"You heard him, miss." Donna says, "And if you don't vacate right now, with whatever this is, I'll send for security!"

"If I may," Eustace comes to her calmly, "Miss Jessica here has come to me last night, claiming that Adam Bryant here has come under some sort of spiritual possession. I assure you, if such an event as this has occurred, I would appreciate it if you at least allow us to place a blessing upon the-"

"There hasn't any sort of possession!" Donna exclaims, "All of you are honestly making things worse for Adam! All of this," She gestures with her arms, "Is the sort of thing that stressed him out in the past, and it is terrifying him now!"

"Stop it!" Jessica storms up to her again, "What right do you have to do this to him?? Why are you doing this?! Why won't you let him heal, and why do you keep him locked up in here like an animal?!"

"I am his psychologist, and I am his mother!" Dr Donna answers aggressively, "I have every right to determine what he needs!"

"Hhh?!" Adam gasps quietly as he looks at the woman.

"Adam is under my jurisdiction, in my custody, and in my care. He is MY responsibility! And everything you are doing, in MY professional opinion, is traumatizing him, and actually hindering his mental recovery and setting back his progress! I have had enough of whatever you are trying to do, so I need ALL of you to leave!"

"We will not!" Jessica yells back, "This is not about-"

"JESSICA! That's enough!" Father Eustace raises his voice, shocking Jessica, getting a cow-like stare, before he turns to Donna, "Dr Donna, I must apologize. It seems this was a grave misunderstanding. I apologize for all of the unwanted pressures and stress we have put you and your son through today. Will you allow us to still pray for him and his recovery?"

"You can pray for whomever you want, Father." Donna nods angrily, "OUTSIDE of this room, and preferably out of the psychiatric ward."

"I understand." The pastor nodded, "Once again, I apologize for this unfortunate event, and I wish you and your patient luck." He turns to the other priests in the room, "We must leave. Come."

"I- Just- No! Wait! Father Eustace!" Jessica sprints to the door, "St-Stay here! Father Eustace!" She chases after them into the hall, letting the door close on its own.