He Expected The World

"Shut up!" He was suddenly shouting in my face. I shrank away from him and hissed, then he was muttering something about Gerard, who ever the fuck that was, saying things like, "I know, Gee baby..." Or, "Gerard, we're just talking." Oh my god, did he have an imaginary boyfriend!? I fell out of my seat, gripping my sides, laughing hysterically. His face burned red with fury, "Bitch!" And then he lashed out on me. I was an easy target, being on the ground and everything. I got a foot right in my stomach and when I doubled over he kicked me in the face. He then pinned me on my back, beginning to lay into me. "Ow! Son of a bitch! Get him off me!" I screamed, as his teeth sunk in to the delicate skin on my neck. I felt blood spill, and when attendants pulled him off of me, it took three of them to get the thrashing man under control, there was blood staining his teeth and lips. He was dragged away, and I felt bad, because he was shouting and swearing trying to break free from the attendance. He actually managed to throw one off. I turned away, not wanting to watch, then I heard a sickening thud, the temptation to look was overwhelming, so I glanced over. It wasn't what I thought... The man, Frank I think it was, was thrown to the ground by the attendance, a little too close to the table. The thud I heard was his skull colliding with the stone corner of the table.
"Oh my god!" I cried out, shooting to my feet and running over to him, pushing the attendant that had thrown him down away from him. Blood gushed from a deep gash on his forehead. "Moron!" I spat. "You don't freak out a patient in the psych ward!" My aunt grabbed me away from the injured man, "Ivy, darling... Frankie will be fine. Stuff like this happens all the time with him. He is, after all, the most difficult patient." My aunt Lydia explained.
Lydia was a heavy set woman. She was sort of short, but she had spirit, and she had guts. She was one of the few lesbians in this town. Her and her wife were also wildly successful. I tucked a strand of my aunts dark hair from her face. "I hope he's okay." I murmured.
I watched as more attendants came in to take Frank to the infirmary. The whole room was a stir now. Everyone was muttering, picking at themselves, biting nails, someone was crying. I sighed quietly and followed my aunt out of the hospital.

Notes

Well, this didn't seem very popular so I decided to throw Frank into action right away!

I might not continue this actually.

Comment if you want me to continue this.