S.O.S.

April sat next to me, her eyes watching my fingers move along the keys. She put her left hand over my left hand, her fingers on top of mine. They fell when mine fell, mirroring my movements. She kept her right hand in her lap.
"April, do you wan to play?" I asked, pulling my hands away from the keys.
"No!" she shouted, ripping her hand from mine. Her hair flew around her. She stood up, stumbling to the french doors, passed the other patients who were quietly minding their own business. A few of them looked up quickly, watching her as she threw open the doors. I sighed, standing and trailing along behind her. She thumped up the stars, mumbling incoherently. She stopped in front of a window, the nurse holding out a cup of pills for her to take.
"How's your day going, April?" The nurse asked.
"I'm fine." She replied, almost normally. Her voice was scratchy, and broken.
"That's good. Are you going to your room?" April nodded, her head jerking back to look at me. Her arm twitched up, it took several twitches for it to point at me.
"Harry-" She grinned at the nurse. "Is coming, too." She yelled the last word, wobbling a bit on her feet, she tumbled backwards. I stepped behind her quickly, lifting her up and helping her to her room, waving at the nurse while passing. April went limp against me.
"Come on, baby girl." I opened her door, the plate with her name on in glinting in the bright light. "Are you tired?"
"Yes." She said quickly, retracting her arms from me and throwing herself on the bed. "Harry." She held a hand out, opening and closing it. I smiled sadly, shaking my head.
"I can't, I have to go." She dropped her hand, her face turning blank. "I'm sorry." She wouldn't look at me. "I'm sorry, I have work tomorrow, and I worked today, and yesterday, and the day before. I'm tired, and I have to be there at six tomorrow." I'm assuming her medication kicked in, as she sat up and looked at me, straight in the eye.
"You sleep with me, all the time." Her hand hit the mattress involuntarily, her whole body flinching. "What is different."
"I-I don't know." I slipped my shoes off, pulling my jacket off my shoulders and laying down next to her. She pulled as far from me as she could. Her body facing mine. Only dim light from the moon allowed me to see her face.
"I can not believe you did not save me." She whispered, her voice choppy. "You watched them. You let them do it do me."
"I couldn't stop them."
"I was trapped and bound in barbed wire while they did it." She sniffled. "You did not help."
"I couldn't get free." I reached for her, hesitating before putting my hand on her hip.
"I love you, Harry."
"I love you, too." Her breathing deepened, evening out. They must have given her sleeping pills. I pulled her to my chest, running a hand through her long unruly hair. "I'm so sorry I couldn't help. I'm sorry it was raining, and foggy. I'm sorry I hit the patch of ice in the road and I'm sorry that I crashed."

Aprils POV

I wasn't asleep, and I wasn't twitching, or screaming. I was lying next to Harry ans listening to his voice. I felt bad. I couldn't tell him I was ok. It wasn't his fault that I was like this. I tried to open my mouth to talk. I opened my eyes, to see him looking at me, tears down his face.
"I'm sorry." He whispered, kissing my forehead.
"It is not your fault." my voice warbled, the medication they gave me making me fuzzy.
"Yes it-"
"No!" I screamed. I tried to get my point across. I didn't want to scream. I don't want to do half the things that I do. I'm not messed up in my head, but on the outside, I'm crazy. I hate it. I'm a prisoner in my own head."I love you."

Notes

This chapter was really awful. i'm so sorry. gosh. Bye.