Mr. Xavier's Hospital For The Insane

Mr. Xavier's Hospital For The Insane



Chapter 1



I'm going to tell you a story. No not a cute little tale about this princess, or whatever you

want to hope for, not some bad ass story about gangster, a love story, and if you saw the

title, love in the most unlikely place.

My name is Kate, I changed it when I turned 18. I was formally known as El McCramer.

Fudged up name, and sorry if I slip the cuss words a few times, it has only been a few

months since I left Mr. Xaviar's place...

So I'm going to introduce you to where the story begins, and let you go, and don't worry, all

drama comes with this package, totally free of charge. Okay, so the year is 1992, it is a

rainy ass night. The doctor, Dr. Phelps to be exact, has been here though the whole

pregnancy, but too bad, he went home early to take care of his sick dog. So Dr. Cameron is

here to see to my birth. My mother was in labor for 3 hours, crazy shizz, right?

Well, My mother had not an idea in hell who my father was, I actually found out later it was a

1 in 45 other guys chance it is the man I got my last name from, and have called Dad, so

thanks mom. So you understand what kind of a mom I have, now, right? A total whore of a

mother. So my mom passed out after giving birth to me, and apparently went into a coma for

a week,not a great way to start your relationship with your mother is it? No, it is not.

Mrs. Cameron took care of me that week, from birth we had an instant connection, she never

let me out of her sight. My life was okay until I turned six, because I had Mrs. Cameron in it.

Three days after I turned six she was cruely shot, by a bullet. My mother had no idea who

Mrs. Cameron was, she believed my doctor was Phelps, get the picture? Horrible mother.

She had a thing for Mr. Phelps in Jr. High, and I guess she like the thought of him seeing her

naked? Whatever.

The year is 2008, now.

Now you have the gist of my story, horrible mother, sad child, unsure father, but loving

anyway. So I'm going to let the story run it's course through you, I hope my love story

inspires you to make love happen and trust it to fix all problems. - Kate



"I'm not going. Dad won't like this." I said knowing that would break her a little. Well, I stand

corrected.

"Do you know he is your father?" she hissed back, lashing my weakest points at me like she

does.

"If you weren't a total fucking whore I would!" I scrambled like eggs in her face. I then saw

three different shades of red on her face, before staying on a rosy pink.

"You're going. You're insane! I'm not a whore! I can't trust you not to have sex, why would I?

That's a bad example." She smiled. I was instantly suspicious, I looked around.

"What are you doing?" She asked.

"Where are the camera's you are hiding to piss me off?" I asked. She looked offended.

"I have no camera's! I can't afford anything I have to pay for you to eat! You eat everything!"

She explained with a stupid response.

"No you eat everything, you told me to 'eat McDonalds and get fat like your daddy', except

my dad has never been fat.." I explained to her.

"Are you calling me fat?" She asked.

"What shoes are you wearing?" I asked.

"I'm wearing shoes!?" She yelped and was instantly regretting letting that much go.

"Look I promise to never come and visit you." She was begging me now. "Stay till you're 18,

leave, do whatever you want with your life and never see me again." I smiled, that is the

thing about my mom, she knows me too well, she knows how to make me want the things

I'd never think about doing any other way.

"Fine."

I went upstairs to pack, although I wasn't sure what you take to a mental institution. I guessed

and brought my favorite mirror, hair brush and white clothes. I ran down the stairs and got my

toothbrush and toothpaste supply and said I was ready in less than two hours after our

arguement. We drove in silence, she wanted a bitter sweet ending, and that wasn't what I

wanted her to have, it wouldn't be fair to me, not to piss her off once more.

"How many possible fathers do I have?" I asked.

"Who wants to know?" she asked.

"Me." I answered with a roll of my eyes.

"45." She whispered.

"What? 45? Holy Shit! Way To Go Mom!" I squealed. "You're a whore!" She sighed, but took

it. That wasn't what I was expecting. So I hit lower below the belt.

"Why did you pick McCramer to give me the last name of?" I asked.

"He was the richest and the nicest, I thought many times about giving you to him." She said.

I instantly had a sarcastic comment.

"Right, my mommy cared, do you want me to remind you of where we are headed?" I said.

We then drove into the parking lot of the largest building I have ever seen, it had windows,

but it still looked like a prison, I gulped like a cartoon does as she stopped the car.

The building was white, and probably 40 floors high, I instantly thought of the Twin Towers

of 2001. I wondered if a terrorist would kill me in this place, I looked around for the sign, it

read "Mr. Xavier's Hospital For The Insane". The pavement looked so perfect, the lines

were so bold looking it put the rest of place to shame, thought it, too looked brand new. We

began walking to the gates, where two men met us at the door, opened them, they weren't

wearing white suits like male nurses, black tuxes.

The lobby was through another set of doors, it was nothing like the place I had originally

thought it would look like, I thought it would like a castle, with cells all around, and crying.

Instead there were red wood cubbies, and the sound of laughter. We walked to the counter.

The woman behind the counter was too not wearing white, but black formal wear. She was

on the phone so we stood there for five minutes while she finished. My mother pointed to

a wall and lipped the words "go act insane".

I walked away and into the other room, the sitting room. There were toys stung across the

floor and coloring books on the table, and a boy sitting in blue there.

"Hi" I said, relizing he had to be the same age as me, 15 or 16.

He looked up from his reading, and said, in an obviously english accent "Come sit here with

me, I am reading 'The Works Of Shakesphere.'" I came and sat down, he sat down his book.

"What are you in for?" I asked.

"Apparently I'm incredibly insane for having a wish of being the smartest homosexual on the

planet, oh, your not a homophobe are you?" He asked.

Uh, no, uh, I'm..." He cut me off.

"Pick any name in the world instead of yours, with an example my name was Matt, it is now

James." He said, explaining himself.

"I'm El McCramer... uh, Kate.." I said. He raised an eye brow.

"Well, Miss Kate,it is very nice to meet you." He said, very properly.

"Very inchanting indeed." I said copying his voice. He smiled.

"James?" I asked.

"Hm?" He answered.

"You know I'm not insane?" I was hoping he would say, yes ofcourse my dear.

"Well I don't think you are, my dear, I mean you haven't licked me yet, and on top of this,

who is commander, who gets to say who is insane and sane? I think God himself can."

He said to himself.

"You're insane." I said. "I don't believe in God." I said.

"You will... I don't want you to understand, where's the fun in that?" James said to me.

"Miss El Mc..." I cut this stranger off.

"Kate." I said.

"Kate, please, let me show you where you will be staying." She said.

As I got off the floor, I looked back at James, did he have that rubber duck the whole time?

We walked in silence, and into an elevator, my escorter hit level 16... this was going to be

a long ride up. She suddenly broke the silence.

"So, what did you do to that lady?" She asked. She sounded much younger than I'd origanly

believed, my age...

"I was born, I was her daughter, but now I'm an orphan, I'm Kate, with no last name... Kate.."

I said to make it sound right, it did not. Then there was sun again, we had been in a glass

elevator and we finally hit the sun. The sky told me it was about 6:30 P.M., because the

sky and clouds had turned cotton candy pink and blue. She looked at them. She then turned

to me.

"You don't belong here." She said. I thought she'd say more so I just put my lips in a tight

line. "Your pretty, God doesn't make mistakes, but... You don't belong is this place.. The lady

should've kept you, you'll be big." She said. I wasn't sure I would be that good at anything..

I did let her talk though, I wasn't sure about her yet. "James likes you." She said to me.

The eleator dinged, and the door opened, into a short hallway with four doors and then what

looked like another hallway off of this one.

"Bloody hell, it's not white up here?" I asked. She smiled, but looked uncomfortable about

something I had said.

"We don't use those words, and no, once your here for a month and have a good work

salary you can paint it what you please.

"Well, life is what you make it?" I asked. She just nodded, and then opened a door

closest to us. This room was white and empty.

"No bed?" I asked.

"You have to buy everything yourself, cause if you ever get out then you need to know not

everything will be handed to you." She repied, with a click of her toungue.

"Earn it?" I asked.

"You'll meet Exaviar soon enough, and he'll help you understand." If you want something

then I'm over here." She pointed to the door striaght across the hall.

"Aren't you a nurse, don't you have a home?" I asked.

"I've lived her for three years, Kate." She said "My mother left me here just like you, I'm so

glad she did, it is the best thing that ever happend to me, it's like a happy hight school,

Kate."

"I'm sorry.. what's your name?" I ask, I relized she was too busy to tell me.

"My name was Rachell McGreggor. She smiled, just call me Meagann." I smile.

"That was my sister's name. She died, at birth." I said with a shrug.

"I had seven siblings, Sweet Kate, seven, they were all murdered. Oh, Kate?" She asked.

"Yeah, Meagann, and that's horrible.." I growned.

"I'm twelve, and your sixteen, but thank you for thinking that I am your age, I wish I were."

She laughed at my twisted face of both horror and disbelief. Had she really read my mind, or

had I said all my thought out loud? I grimaced.. this place was already getting to me, I

closed the door and looked around..



Chapter 2



It was like an apartment! There was a kitchen, and a bathroom, and an upstairs! Incredible!

I was eager to see why when there was a knock on the door. I walked over and looked into

the see hole. It was a very tall man, for I couldn't see his face, just his chest and neck. I

ooened the door and he smiled.

"Hello." I say, not knowing who he, but having an idea.

"Kate?" He askes.

"Uh, yes, uh, Mr. Xavier?" I ask back at him.

"Smart one you are, Kate. Do you like your apartment?" He asks.

"The white hurts my eyes.. Uh, do you want to sit on the stairs and talk?" I ask. He smiles.

"Yes, thank you.. I'm guessing that you know that you have to pay to have anything" He says

but then he continues after looking me in the eyes again. "I will give you a little something

though.. He says.. but you have to pay royalty.. I stare into the man's eyes..

"I want a bed and all the paint I want" I say. He nods.

"Then you, my dear, must folllow my rules.. No sneaking out, no breaking windows.."

He begins.

"Fuck.." I say.

"And no, none of that if you use that you will infect others, but if your happy and all smiles,

you'll infect them to be this too.. Everyone effects everyone, without even relizing it."

"I know sir, and don't worry, I knew you didn't like cussing, Meagann told me she doesn't

use those words, so did James.. Anything else?" I ask.

"Class starts at ten." He replies before standing.