[British and American Drama] Mental Correction

[Chapter 23]

Claire paced upstairs slowly, and the woman's heart-piercing screams from the room at the corner did not change her attention at all.She walked forward indifferently.Occasionally, in flashes of irony, I wonder what absurd body/position the people in the room are trying to make the screams sound so unaesthetic, which is really terrible.

But in the next second, she realized that she was wrong——

It's the smell of blood!

The pungent fishy smell suddenly spread to the tip of her nose, making Claire unable to move even half a step. Even though she herself thought she was ridiculous and laughed at the idea of ​​meddling in her own business, she couldn't move, she Can't leave without pretending nothing happened.

Even though maybe the people in the room were really having fun, she still chose to knock on the door.

[Boom? ]

No one paid her any attention.

Claire took a deep breath and took two steps back, then kicked, completely destroying the motel's trembling and weak door lock, and inside the room was a scene she hadn't imagined at all——

The chestnut-haired boy was lying on his back on the bed. He was trying to cut the sharp blade into the soft flesh of his thigh!With every cut, there will be a wail of pain!He was Nathan Harris.

Claire's intrusion caused his sweaty face to slightly lift up, and after his eyes quickly swept across Claire's face, he once again fell into his own world.The technician standing in the corner kept screaming in horror. When she realized that someone had broken into the room, she immediately stood up and separated herself!

"God! This is none of my business! This is a lunatic, I was just called to accompany/sleep, who knows why he suddenly started to hurt himself...!" After speaking, she quickly put on her pants, then turned around and immediately run away.

Harris, who was left behind, was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, muttering to himself, his blade cutting his skin again and again, Claire approached, and heard his faint murmurs——

[The light of the wicked shall be quenched.His flame shall not shine. ]

[The victory of the wicked is temporary, but the joy of the ungodly is but a moment. ]

[Do not walk in the counsel of the wicked, do not stand in the way of sinners, do not sit in the seat of mockers. ]

……

He is reciting the Bible, this is a Christian.This made Claire feel that the scene was even more absurd.Is this really a new way of playing?For example, recite the bible and self-mutilate a few times before having sex/love?And Harris had apparently ignored her in the room.

He raised his hands tremblingly, and threw the blade between the wrists of his left hand, with tears of despair in his eyes.After a long time, he finally closed his eyes...

[The righteous enjoy the blessings and joy of the city, and the wicked perish with joy. ]

[… When the wicked perish, everyone shouts for joy. ]

"Hey! What the hell are you doing!"

Claire grabbed his hand that was about to cut his pulse, and Harris, who still had tears on his face, turned his head away:

"... none of your business, let me go..."

"Wow, on the contrary, my greatest joy is doing things that others don't want me to do." She sneered, lifted Harris up and forced him to lean against the wall.Then he confiscated the blade in his hand, and quickly rummaged through the room.

After a while, he walked to Harris with the medicine box.

"If...you save me now, you will regret it." Harris' voice trembled, and the experience at this moment was equally absurd to him. He never thought of himself who wanted to commit suicide anyway. Such a strange woman to stop herself.In particular, she doesn't look like a kind person who would care about strangers!

"Shut up! I'll tear you apart if you talk!" Claire responded violently, annoyed that she couldn't control her meddling, and then threw the medicine kit in her hand beside Harris' bed.

Immediately, he quickly took out the gauze, medical iodine and other paraphernalia, and then lifted the quilt under Harris' horrified eyes, instantly revealing the young man's slender and clean legs.At this time, the rest of his bed sheets were soaked in blood, and the countless incisions all over Harris' inner thighs were still bleeding.His bones were slender, and his green eyes were still shining with water--

[Damn it!Why am I here!Anyone who sees this scene will think I did it, right? !ah? ! ]

However eventually started taking medication.

Because of the ambiguous position of the knife edge, Harris remained silent and leaned against the head of the bed. His body was stiff and he did not have the stubbornness he had when he first resisted.After being so quiet for a long time, Harris was the first to ask: "Aren't you curious... Curious, why am I like this...?"

"Ah, why are you doing this?" Claire asked lazily, her casual attitude made Harris relax inexplicably.This question has also been suppressed in his heart for a long time.

"[Why am I doing this], that's the question I've always wondered about."

Claire didn't even look up at him, and her hand that applied the medicine was steady and light, without the slightest stagnation.

"I want to kill someone." Harris said suddenly, wanting to see if she would raise her head and give him a look, but she didn't.

"I said I wanted to kill people. Tomorrow, I will be sent to the hospital for mental treatment. This is my last free time, because I know that once I enter the hospital, I will never come out..."

"I called a technical girl on the street, it was so easy, they were totally defenseless, just pay. Then we opened the room, and I had a sharp knife in my bag, waiting for me to insert it /Into her body, let the blood cover her body..."

Harris stopped, and he glanced at Claire, who seemed unmoved, with a complicated expression on his face...

"And then I regretted it. I didn't want to, I didn't want to be that kind of person."

"Why me?" He didn't know who he was asking: "Why am I such a person."

Claire finally looked up.Because of the close distance, Harris could clearly see the old wounds on her face.They were scattered on her cheeks, destroying the original beautiful appearance.Her gray eyes shone even brighter in the shadow of the hood, and she asked:

"Is it a strange thing to want to kill someone?"

"In fact, every day, every moment, I want to kill someone."

"Even in my sleep, there are countless real fantasies."

Claire smiled under Harris' shocked gaze. Because she hadn't touched the corners of her lips for a long time, the arc of this smile was so small that it was almost negligible, but it was indeed a smile: "In order not to hurt others, you want to to die?"

"You're a really, really amazing person."

Harris waved his hands hastily in amazement, denying Claire's high praise, but the woman fell into her own memories.

"When I wanted to kill the most, I was even afraid that I would hurt my family. So I moved out on my own. But unlike you, it never occurred to me to die for someone else."

"People are very bad animals. Even those who claim to be kind can be vicious. I don't want to be a monster who only knows how to kill, a bastard who only wants to satisfy my own desires, but I will never hurt [people] and die."

Claire grabbed Harris' wrist.The blood-stained hand dyed the boy's fair skin red, and she felt the boy's heart beating extremely fast!It made her smile even bigger—

"Stop being stupid. People are human because they have reason. You won't know how beautiful you are fighting [evil]... If one day you become a monster, I'll kill you .”

Harris couldn't help but take a step back.He clearly realized that Claire was not lying.She, who was clearly performing [saving people] behavior, told him her way of [killing] with incomparable sincerity.It seems that killing a villain is a very normal thing for her.The life of the wicked is not life...

God, what kind of messenger of justice is this?Even Batman, the Gotham hero who caused a sensation in the United States, has never killed anyone. What is the reason for her to say such a thing? !

Harris was obviously so shocked and complained in his heart, but his body betrayed his sincerity.

He held her hand instead, and the sticky blood flowed into each other's fingers, making the two hands hold closer together, and he heard himself say: "I'm Nathan Harris... We, agreed .”

Claire blinked: "Claire Vido."

As she spoke, she heard a voice from the system: [Stop the fall of a kind person. ]

[Observation conclusion: People who have the courage to fight against the [evil] in their hearts are extremely beautiful. ]

[Capacity Savings: 25%. ]

While talking, countless alarms sounded, and it seemed that the escaped technical girl couldn't help calling the police.She looked at Harris, the boy's forehead was covered with sweat, and there was a faint sense of panic and bewilderment in his expression.Claire couldn't help smiling (she didn't realize how many times she smiled at Harris).

"Don't be afraid," she scratched his face viciously with bloody fingers, and looked at the police car honking outside the window while the other party was stiffly moving: [I will accompany you. ]

The author has something to say: I thought I could finish writing half a chapter.. But I don’t know why I really like this boy. Although he is not handsome, he just likes it hahaha~~~

I like little fresh meat when I'm a little older, and I like young people, don't you think it's cute?

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