Thanks to WAA01 for the edits.
~~~Disclaimer~~~ this story deals in things that might be unsuitable for some read at your own discretion. Don't say you weren't warned.
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"Okay Johnny, we're alone now," Dr. Copper said, once his family had quickly filed out of the room. However, she did tell Annie to stay close just in case she might need her to calm John down given what she saw earlier. With John's current mental state she had to go slow to bring the pain to the surface so he could start to heal from the trauma the men in that hospital did to him. "Now Johnny I know you might not wish to speak of the time you spent in that place," resting her hands on the surface of her yellow note pad, "yet, if you keep it locked inside you'll never heal from it." A chill crept up her spine as those green eyes of his peered hatefully at her.
"Heal?! Heal?!" Johnny hissed evilly. "There is no healing from what I went through!"
"I know it might not seem like it right now Johnny, but I can assure you, in time, you will heal. Whether or not you'll be like what you were before you're stay at that place I can't say, but I'm going to try my best to help you to come to terms with what happened," Dr. Copper said, not liking the huff that escaped his lips.
"Then take me off this new medication," Johnny sneered.
"Why? Is it not helping you?"
"I don't like how it makes me feel," Johnny stated ashamed of what he's been doing lately.
"Johnny, tell me why do you feel like that?" Dr. Copper asked, arching an eyebrow. Silence filled the room as John remained silent unable to speak of the one horror he could never bring himself to utter to anyone except Janus. Dr. Copper watched as John turned his head as a news cast came over the air.
"
Breaking James Madicks, known as one of the orderlies who committed horrendous crimes against those that sought medical treatment at Raven Dale Sanitarium is now up for parole
..."
"Johnny, take a breath," Dr. Copper said worryingly, as she noted the sheer hate on his face.
"Why didn't you die with all the others?!" Johnny roared as he surged from his seat, as the face of the man who raped him appeared on the television screen. "Huh?! Why aren't you dead?!" he yelled violently shaking the TV.
"John..."
"I'm going to find you, and I'm going to kill you!" Johnny hissed demonically ignoring the doctor. Brandan and Bill rushed into the room once they heard John's heated voice. "You hear me, your dead! Dead!" John's voice trailed off as his father and brother dragged him towards Annie's room. His legs kicking as he wanted to rush out of the house and hunt the man down.
Brandan took a dry swallow as the cold; murderous eyes of his son fell upon him as he and Bill blocked the door so John couldn't escape. He didn't trust what John would do in that state of mind, and he wasn't about to risk the doctor's, or anyone else's, safety when his son was like this. They huffed as John's body crashed into theirs as he tried to push past them before their combined strength forced John back. The backs of his legs hitting the foot of the bed causing his son to crash upon it. Peering over his shoulder as he felt Dr. Copper at his back.
"Johnny," Dr. Copper spoke as she peered over Bill's and Brandon's shoulders. "Why do you want that man dead?" Holding up her hand stopping the others from advancing down the hallway.
"Why do you care?!" Johnny spat hatefully. "You're just like all of them, wanting something that will never be," he growled. "Now move!" Johnny screamed growing red in the face.
"We can't do that Johnny," Brandan said, defiantly. "Please son, you have to calm down."
"Calm! Calm! You want me to be calm after what that...
thing
did to me?!" Johnny yelled. "And he gets to walk!"
"Johnny up for parole doesn't mean he's going to get it," Bill said, trying to get his brother's attention on him.
"Do you really take me for that much of a fool?! The State didn't care what was happening at that place, just like you didn't," Johnny sneered.
"Johnny, talk to me, forget that they're here. No one is going to hurt you," Dr. Copper said, wondering if her experimental treatment was backfiring.
"Where have I heard that before... oh right, right before that quack fried my brain!"
"Johnny, relax, you're here, not back at that place," Bill said, holding up his hands to show his brother he wasn't a threat only to have John look at him like he was an idiot.
"I'm always there, nothing anyone says will ever make me think otherwise," Johnny said, through clenched teeth. "
You
don't have to remember every time they RAPED me!" Dr. Copper turned her head as gasps rang out from down the hall as Katherine's, Annie's, Wanda's, and Ruth's hands flew to their mouths, their eyes filled with horror.
"Oh son..." Brandan began to say only to have his son cast him such a hateful glare, one which he couldn't blame John for.
"Don't you dare pretend to care now! You cared more about remodeling your lake house than you cared about your own son being raped! While you all were living it up going on fancy vacations, you were here fixing up that damn room that's nothing more than another fucking cell to me. I was being raped almost daily and you didn't give a shit about me! So, don't give me that 'Oh son' crap!"