RP: SPLIT : Melancholy [ Horror_Show & randomname98766789]

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Most young women by the age of twenty-three were living out their youth. Typically attending university focusing on what careers they wanted to fulfill, maybe some partied, some were just getting into relationships that would turn into marriage with families. That wasn’t the case for Jacqueline. Not at all. The young female was a patient at private psychiatric hospital that was located in Maine. It was paid for by both her adoptive parents and an unknown benefactor. It least for years she had been getting financial support by somebody she had never come into contact with. Her adoptive parents had only briefly spoke of him. They didn’t want him in the picture. They had actually forbidden him seeing her and had made it legal. The only way Jacqueline had found out about him was in family therapy with her parents. A few times her adoptive mother had personally told her about her real mother who was long gone. She had supposedly killed herself after adopting her off and collecting the funds.

Her biological father had supposedly raped his mother in a fit of rage as he was a very unstable young man from the brutal abuse she had caused him. She was a product of incest and mental illness. It wasn’t family friendly and sounded like a taboo horror movie. She could almost blame her past and genetics on her own disabilities. She suffered asthma that was minimal due to treatment. Her most prominent problems were psychological, she had suffered from crippling depression, severe anxiety and paranoia. At times her moods fluctuated, and they had her diagnosed with several things. Her family had argued with two child psychiatrists growing up who had said she was bi polar or schizophrenic. It didn’t really matter to her. What was written on paper couldn’t justify her inner turmoil, her struggles. Some days it was just hard to wake up and function. She always felt like she wasn’t supposed to exist.

Growing up she had the best life a child could have, a loving supportive family, all her medical, personal needs were met. She had a good education and graduated high school a year earlier and had attempted some college before her last admittance. She was supposed to be rehabilitating herself, so she could manage and function enough to go back to college. At times she really did want to be happy and she tried so damn hard, but it was never enough to last. Her mind at times always went back to her father. Who he was? Where he was living? How was he functioning, she imagined he had to be fucked up from what she had found out?

When she was eighteen she had attempted to find her biological father, but her family shut it down. They convinced her it would only hurt her and cause her to move backwards in her treatment instead of forward. So, for six fucking long years she still hadn’t actually tried to. Though through therapy here she was able to get a little more information on him from the help of one of her psychologist. This particular psychologist thought it would be therapeutic for her to find out more about him and his well being in order to heal. She had discovered he lived in Philadelphia, halfway across the united states, worked the Philadelphia zoo and was in therapy managing his own illnesses.

Tonight, she sat alone, unattended in the Victorian pool room, a place she found solace. The room was illuminated only by the lights installed inside of the pool sides. She was lying on her back staring up as the reflection of the water mural playing across the ceiling while listening to music. Her bare feet were hanging off the edge soaking in the lukewarm water. She enjoyed the peace and solitude the hospital had to offer at times. Of course, you had days where you saw patients having melt downs and the staff trying to handle it. She had seen her fair share of craziness inside of the walls of the hospital but most of the time it was calm.

As she zoned out, only half tired from her regular anti-psychotic medication, she wondered what he was doing right at this moment. Her thoughts always seemed to go back to the one man who was never in her life, Kevin. Kevin Wendell Crumb. The pictures she had seen of him flashed through her mind. He was fairly attractive for a middle-aged guy who was fucked up. Although she knew being his blood, she shouldn’t think that way. Her thoughts went deep into her mind, dwelling over the horrible things she had discovered. How her life would have been different in her mother wasn’t some crazy psychotic bitch who hurt her little boy. Jacqueline clenched her eyes shut turning her head, trying to hold back tears as they stung, she made a face trying not to. She hated it. She fucking hated everything. She wished he was in her life, she wished she could just be taken away….she wished he would take her. Her tearful eyes flashed opened as she gulped. She pushed upright eyeing across the poolroom in a darkened corner. She felt something in her gut. Something was out of place.

Then she noticed in the darkness a silhouette, it was him. It couldn’t be. She pulled her legs out of the pool and stumbled catching her ground as she stood breathing out, her earbuds fell off. In her mind she saw him in the darkness smirking, his narrowed eyes as blue as ever. It took her breath away as her heart skipped beats. Just before she could react it vanished. The whole thing just stopped as if it was some hallucination. She jogged, almost slipping around the pool, halting in front of the corner where it was empty. Tears were streaming down her cheeks as she held back a sob.

“……fuck,” She breathed out inhaling as the tears took over.

“FUCK!!!" She screamed over her music grabbing her head as she cried.

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All these thoughts are running through my head
I can't control it, they are taking me down with them
Wish I knew why I am haunted
It would be easier to try and start again

And I'd feel like new
In a world I’m used to hiding from
I’d feel brand new
I would know where I stand

All these thoughts are running through my head
Head​

 

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It only took three years before Kevin Wendell Crumb’s life collapsed. Without any memories of his father, Kevin’s abusive mother paraded the fact that the man hated Kevin so much that he abandoned them both – leaving on a train and never returning. At the hands of his brutal mother who would punish him for the slightest mistake in cleanliness and orderliness, Kevin developed multiple personalities as a defense mechanism. His dissociative identity disorder contained twenty-three alternate personalities. Each one of these personalities had the ability to take control, rendering Kevin useless if he wanted to take control himself. The older he got, the more difficult it became for him to control which individual took the light. Dennis, the protective alternate personality with obsessive-compulsive disorder, eventually allowed Kevin to maintain somewhat of a “typical” life. The male landed a job at the Philadelphia Zoo, staying in a structure beneath the zoo. It was not luxurious. In fact, it was barely livable, but the conditions were something Kevin had grown used to. Despite being underground, the entire place was spotless thanks to the tireless efforts of Dennis. Unfortunately, dealing with this disorder was not the only area of conflict in his life. The secrets continued to build upon each other.

At the young age of fifteen, after dealing with over one full decade of daily abuse and hatred from his mother, Kevin reached a tipping point. His mother entered into his room and noticed that the material of a blue shirt slightly hung over the drawer. It drove her mad, shouting at her son and raising her hand to strike him. At this point, Dennis stepped up and did not allow her to touch him. Instead, showing a raw burst of strength, Kevin (Dennis) threw his mother onto the ground, ripping her dress in the back before forcing himself inside of her as she was bent over against the bed. After raping his mother, Kevin found out that she was pregnant. At this point, sick and twisted was the norm. Instead of feeling regret, instead of being disgusted, it was the happiest news of Kevin’s life (as wild as that sounded). He looked forward to fatherhood – being the father that he never had. It brought a level of peace for Kevin, especially because his mother calmed down as well. Somehow, she promised her son that they would raise the child together and she would take care of the child. It was like heaven on earth.

The day Jacqueline was born, Kevin could remember it clearly. She was such a beautiful baby. A sentimental side showed in Kevin as the birth happened. There was a connection between himself and the child immediately. It was the greatest moment of his life riddled in misery and turmoil. Twenty-three years later, everything changed. Mere days after Jacqueline’s birth, that evil bitch gave her away. Jacqueline was adopted and never seen or heard from again. That was the last straw. All the normalcy and happiness built up was destroyed. The pain and anger was replaced. A scowl was on Kevin’s face forever. As he continued growing up, that monster of a mother continued to resent Kevin, to hurt him, and to not love him. The crime she committed was unforgivable. How could SHE take HIS own flesh and blood from him? What the fuck? It was up to the alters to protect him again. There was only one way that they could survive and thrive – eliminate Kevin’s mother. Kevin himself felt discouraged, but he did not with to murder his own mother. However, when the other personalities took control, poor Kevin was helpless.

At eighteen, the mother of Kevin Crumb was murdered, her body buried deep in the woods. The newspapers claimed she was missing, but there were rumors about the truth of the fucked up Crumb family. Having not gotten caught, Kevin was still a free man. Religiously, he had weekly appointments with Doctor Fletcher who helped him deal with the disorder. Everything was going well until he joined a small group of other individuals at an upscale, private mental hospital. The trip was a gift from Doctor Fletcher for doing such a wonderful job, offering Kevin opportunities to branch out in the community. Let’s face it, if he was not at work, then he was underneath the zoo in his home. Everything was going well until he spotted a peculiar young woman with dark, long hair – wide, doe eyes. They looked identical to those eyes that looked at him the second his daughter was born. It only took a few minutes of research to figure out that his daughter, Jacqueline, was all grown up and spending time locked away in this hellacious institution, not living free like she would have been with him.

Their eyes locked, and the moment was powerful. Kevin refused to leave this place without his daughter. It was getting late and Kevin had followed her from the shadows for most of the evening. Th alter of Dennis had taken the light because he was the most directed, purposeful alter. Plus, as the protector, it was only natural that this alter would do anything to get Kevin’s daughter. All twenty-three of them knew how badly he craved to be with her. Not a day went by without him thinking of her. The empty corner was not empty for long. After hearing her shout, Dennis stepped out from around the corner with a neutral, concerned look on his face. “A public pool has so many dangerous germs, Jacqueline. Your father does not want you sick.” Standing a few feet away from her, he did not even wait to give time for her to respond before continuing. “Your time here has come to an end. I am bringing you home to your father, where you belong. He misses you dearly.”

 

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Jacqueline was speechless, caught in the undertow of being surprised by the man who had finally emerged from the shadows, to reveal himself. He looked like the man she had seen in pictures online, he looked spot dead on like her father, but his facial features were slightly different, contorted, sharp. He referenced how the public pool was filthy with germs, how her father wouldn’t want her sick. He kept on speaking, telling her how it was time for her to come with him, to be finally united with her father. She was shocked, paralyzed in place, confused with how he was here, with her, in this state, in this private hospital. He spoke of her father in third person and was confused. She didn’t know how to react but looked at him, losing all her nerves.

“…….D-d-d-dad?” She tried to step forward, trying to break the distance but was so worked up she lost her balance almost falling but Dennis lunged forward, catching underneath her arm as the young woman landed on one knee, gazing up at Dennis, face to face, her body was trembling, hot tears trailing down.

“D-D-Daddy?” She sobbed out. All she could do was break down in front of the man she had been kept from all her life. He was a product of abuse and all he had ever wanted was to raise his own daughter and was never given that chance. He wasn’t just one man, but several identities in one body, but all of them wanted what Kevin did….to have Jacqueline.

 

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This man was her father, but this man was also not her father. Dennis, being quite uncomfortable with touching another human being (all those germs!), grimaced slightly when she basically fell into his arms. The tears brought him down lower, though, sinking onto the ground with Jacqueline. Unfolding a handkerchief from his pocket, Dennis attempted to wipe away the tears that had fallen from her eyes. It was impossible to explain what was happening right now, but Dennis had the wherewithal to understand the need to escape. Kevin wanted to meet his daughter so badly! If they were caught here, it might not happen.

“No, I’m not your father. I’m Dennis, a friend of your father’s. Please stand. Follow me, and I will take you to him. You don’t deserve to be caged here like a wild animal. When Kevin learned of your location, his heart ached with pain and grief. You are great, no matter what these doctors tell you. There is nothing wrong with you, and Kevin sees that. We need to get you out, but we must hurry. I studied this place before I came to rescue you. I know a side exit we can use. My car is parked out there.”

Although Dennis preferred avoiding physical contact, it was quite unavoidable right now. She was in an unstable manner, she looked almost unable to stand. “Just hold onto me.” Dennis grunted lowly, hoping she would not need to hold onto him for long. Dennis was not the most caring personality, his disgust of germs making him avoid physical contact like the plague. “Can you do this for me? Can you do this for your father? You need to help yourself break free.”

 

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Even though she was damned sure the man holding her was her father, he said he was not but a close friend. She was confused and couldn’t even begin to understand what he meant. He was eager to leave and seemed in distress with the whole situation, including human to human contact, especially with a young woman who was a mental mess. He told her they didn’t have much time and that she had to get a hold of herself, that she didn’t belong in this prison but with her father. She had lived in this hospital off and on for the past several years, it had become home over her adoptive parent’s home. She didn’t hesitate and just nodded vigorously, gulping while trying to hold back tears. She hadn’t even thought about her private room or any of her belongings, there wasn’t time for any of that. Kevin had made sure all her needs and wants would be met, she would happier outside of these walls someplace else.

Dennis took her nodding as acceptance and aggressively grabbed underneath her arm, pulling her back to her feet and pulled her along through the pool room toward the lockers. He had the whole hospital memorized, mapped inside of his head. She followed him, breathing hard, sniffling but trying to keep up with the pace of Dennis without loosing her balance. He still kept his arm underneath hers almost dragging her, not by choice but to quickly make an escape and be unseen.

Jacqueline was still a patient and though she had made progress she could not just voluntarily leave, not without going through a process and long weeks and being returned back to her family, even though she was of age. They didn’t have time for that and Kevin wanted her with him, not with her other family. He was positive they wouldn’t approve of him being in her life, even though they both longed for it. They had exited the lockers and was in one of the many lowly lit corridors, they kept against the wall with Dennis in front. Jacqueline was still simply in black ripped pants, a basic shirt with a cardigan sweater pulled over, being barefoot.

 

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Every twist and turn inside the hospital was memorized. Dennis carefully plotted the best exit, the best place to find Jacqueline, the best place to park, and other essentials within his set-up to break Jacqueline free. What could he not account for? As trivial as it was, he could not account for one of the male mental health assistants aimlessly wandering down one of the hallways, killing time before he saw his supervisor. They were walking down a corridor with nowhere to hide when suddenly the door near the end of the hallway opened, revealing this male assistant. He was young, probably an undergraduate student doing an internship. Dennis and Jacqueline were halfway down the hallway, so there was no turning back. Shit. Unintentionally, he started grabbing at the girl’s arm harder, becoming frustrated with the situation. After all, he planned everything perfectly! How did this happen?

“Follow my lead.” Dennis muttered underneath his breath to Jacqueline.

The assistant took a long look at the couple, noticing that one was a patient and the other looked like neither a patient nor doctor nor anything else.

“Hey, hold on a second you two… where are you going?” This man was not an idiot. Just behind the door was an exit, a chance for freedom.

“Yes…. I’m bringing this patient to Dr. Banks. She wants to see her.”

“You’re not even close to her office… are you new here?”

“Yes, I am. Can you please point me in the right direction?”

The assistant was about to give directions, but decided against it. He noticed there was no identification card.

“Where is your ID card? Where is your access card? You have to have that on at all times.”

“Oh, is it not here? I must have dropped it somewhere. I’ll check on my way to Dr. Banks’ office.”

Narrowing his eyes, the man did not relent. “Just… stay there. Let me call security and get this cleared up.” At that moment, he turned away from the pair and removed his phone. Reacting on instinct, Dennis suddenly grabbed him by the shirt and violently tossed him into the wall, slamming his head violently into the concrete, watching the body bounce back onto the ground with a loud, horrible pained cry from the young man.

 

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Jacqueline gasped out in shock as the man who look as her father and claimed to be someone else violently slammed the male assistant into the wall, so hard she was positive there would be damage as his body pitifully hit the ground. She had seen a lot of chaos and lunacy over the years, but this was still frightening.

“What are you doing….!” She cried out under her breath alarmed.



Before she could react any further she was aggressively pulled forward over the male assistant who was lying unconscious and shuffled down the corridor through the doors. She was still running off of adrenaline, but fear was starting to swell as they were jogging down the hallway.

“You could have killed that man….” She choked out but was still being practically dragged, stumbling to keep on her feet.



They dunked behind a medicine cart that was unoccupied and she was trembling, struggling to keep quiet, if they were caught. She would be stuck here, pushed backwards from all the privileges she had worked for, she had no idea what would happen to him. She was already having regrets. There was a flight or fight kicking in, right now it was flight.