"Lucy escaping from the asylum after Love Me to take revenge on augustus" - jeroenhd

For Lucy, life in the asylum was a fate worse than death.

It was bad enough witnessing her best friend and love interest, Mike, murdered before her eyes. It was bad enough to have his last words curse her name. It was bad enough to know that the very girl that had indirectly tormented her for so long was the one to carry out the deed. The event had taken it's toll on her mind. Lucy knew she would never be the same. But the cherry on top was that the incompetent police force falsely accused her for the murder of her friend, and now she was being held in a mental asylum as punishment for a crime she didn't commit.

Though she did not like to admit it, the asylum was much nicer than the stories made them out to be. She was allowed some degree of freedom, though she usually wasted it in solitude, preferring to occupy herself with the thoughts of her shattered mind than actually converse with other patients.

That did not at all mean that she enjoyed it. Lucy hated it. She wanted nothing more than to be free. To be with her friends that were still alive. To be able to live normally.

And yet, she knew that would never happen. She had already tried and failed to tell the hospital staff what already happened. Even if escape was possible, she would quickly be found out and sent back to the asylum. The only thing that brought her some sort of comfort was the prospect of torturing Sandy like Sandy had tortured Mike.

But even that would not happen. Sandy was already dead, killed by Lucy's hand, but not in a way she found satisfactory. If only she had five minutes...how Sandy would have suffered...

As the months went by, Lucy's mental state deteriorated further. The few doctors that tried to help her could not get through at all. Lucy was gone, replaced by a walking husk that was Lucy in appearance only.

Eventually, coherent thoughts began to return to the husk, but they were not the same as they had been. Lucy had changed, no longer caring about getting revenge on a single person. The world would suffer for having taken away Mike. All she had to do was escape, and then Roseville would feel the same horror she had on the day her friend was taken from her.

The poor therapist never saw it coming. Lucy's planning had paid off and the therapist was violently silenced before a scream could even escape his throat. The set of keys she found on him was unfortunately not enough to get completely out of the hospital, but it was enough to buy her access to a part of the asylum where windows were not blocked by steel bars. The fall was a long one, but the only harm that came to her was a result of the rough pavement.

When she picked herself up off the ground, she smiled at the sight before her. The asylum was set on a hill a mile out of Roseville, giving her a good view of the town below. Tonight that town would feel nothing but anguish. And she knew just where to start.

Meanwhile on the other side of Roseville, Augustus opened the door to his meager living space, a small plastic bag in hand. He walked over to the center of the room where a dusty table sat and unloaded the contents of the bag onto it. A few packs of candy and a soda can were all it contained, and while wasn't much, he regretfully was forced to call it dinner.

While he ate, his mind wandered to a certain person he knew: Daisy. He hadn't talked to her since a month before Lucy snapped, and since he would be graduating soon, he felt he had to say something. School was tomorrow, he'd see about talking to her then.

With his appetite temporarily satisfied, Augustus grabbed a small battery-powered radio he had stolen a long time ago and turned it on. What sounded vaguely like music echoed from the low-quality speaker, alongside horrific static that only caused him to quickly turn the offending machine off again.

Leaning back on his dusty couch, Augustus realized that unless he wanted to see if the radio actually worked, there was nothing else to do. It was already pretty dark, a walk wouldn't be a good idea. Disgruntled, Augustus laid back on the couch, attempting to sleep, before he was interrupted by a knock at the door.

Not willing to answer it, Augustus just rolled over and tried to ignore it. When it didn't go away, he pulled a pillow over his head to try and drown out the noise. A few seconds of silence passed until Augustus jumped up at the sound of his door being forcibly kicked in. In the doorframe stood a strangely familiar white cat.

Augustus stared for a moment, trying to process what he was seeing. Suddenly his brain kicked into gear and he suddenly remember who he was looking at. He opened his mouth to call her name, but only a scream came out as she sprinted forward and raked her claws down his face.

By the time the police arrived, Lucy was long gone. What remained caused one unfortunate police officer to spend five minutes over a trashcan, trying to purge the horrible image from his mind.

Lucy went on to murder ten more people, most of them former friends. The police were never able to find her.


Alternate title: A fanfic about a fanfic about a comic about cats. Not long until a fanfic about a fanfic about a fanfic about a comic about cats appears, eh?

No resemblance to another bcb fic coincidentally named "Loved Me", in fact that fic has no resemblance to either this one or the original Love Me.