Immortal Love
November 3rd, 2010, 10:58 PM
I had finally stopped my water works and sat up on my bed, gazing around the room with my dry eyes.
“Gah! All I want is to get out of here!” my voice snarled out, sounding a bit hoarse from the crying. I jerked up and off the bed, swearing like a sailor and basically throwing a fit. My heart was racing in my rage as my sight became tinted with red. Still hissing, I stomped over to the door and went to hit it to catch someones attention, but was surprised that just when my fist was a inch away from the metal door, it opened. My eyes widened as I saw a guard lead a young boy into the room. The boy was quiet as he walked in calmly. I backed away from the guard, afraid he was going to drag me off to get zombified by some medication, but he left just as quick as he came. Leaving my new roommate with me. I watched as the boy went over to the wall and sat down silently, staring ahead. He didn't look blank though, more or less.. like he was plotting.
I hesitated at first, but shrugged, guessing he couldn't really hurt me..I think. I walked over to him, crouching in front of him and speaking in a calm, even voice.
“Hey there, are you okay?” He didn't look at me at first, but eventually directed his gaze up to my face.
“I'm not blank yet, so yeah I guess” his voice was soft and quiet when he spoke. I nodded
“Yeah, neither am I.” He smiled at my words, looking more at ease. Absentmindedly , we both leaned towards eachother. I was actually smiling, as was he.
“ So, what are you in here for?” the boy asked. I sighed, turning my wrists up so he could see. He looked down and smiled, turning up his wrists.
“ Me too, and because I guess I am a bit Psycho” I mentally twitched at that word.
“How so?”
He grinned, evilly might I add.
“ I think about killing people” Oh God, not another one....
“ Hey, you wanna get out of here, don't cha'?” I hesitated in answering that question, in case there was some hidden meaning in that.
“Yes... alive preferably..” He laughed again at my words, which worried me a little.
“Chillax Girly, I'm not going to kill you. I was just going to say I know a way to get out of here.”
His voice said calmly and coolly, a twitch of a smile on his lips. He'd caught my attention as of now.
“Tell me” I breathed, leaning closer to him. He grinned fully now as he reached behind him, into his belt loop I think, and pulled out something silver, sharp and potentially deadly.
“H-how did you manage to get that in here?!” I yelled, in which he very quickly jumped at me, covering my mouth with his tan hand.
“Shhh! Keep it down Chick. Do you want to get out of here or not?” I silently and slowly nodded and he removed his hand from my face.
“But... I don't want to kill anyone!” My voice whispered, eyes wide.
“Well I do” he said, standing up and sighing. Just as he went to stand by the metal door, it flew open, startling both him and I.
Bree walked into the room, looking like my worst nightmare. They'd drugged her up too. I jerked up, standing and I swear I was growling. The guard who had lead her back here looked at myself and the boy who was tensed, with his little knife behind his back. The guard pointed at me and smiled. “
The Doc wants you now” I didn't budge, but just stood my ground.
“I don't think my friend here wants to go with you Mister.” the boy called. The guard scowled, staring at him.
“What's your name kid?” he asked, and I listened.
“Brian, who want's to know?” I snickered at his reply. The guard looked down at some clipboard and frowned.
“Your the kid who has homicidal thoughts... “ he trailed off, seeing as Brian pulled out his knife and held it in front of him, just daring the guard to come near him. “
Right on the spot man.” his voice cracked darkly. I backed away, turning pale. I really didn't want to see any blood.. or dead people. That was the last thing I needed.
I glanced over at Bree, who was sitting on her bed, perfectly calm and sedated looking. I scowled again, closing my eyes as I heard the scuffling of feet and the guard yelling
“Code Green!!!!”
I heard more feet, and when I opened my eyes, I saw people also swarming towards me. Bad Idea. I backed up real fast, jumping up on my bed as my heart was now racing.
'Don't let them touch you. They want to make you mindless. Control you. Brainwash you just like your-'
I shook my head as the voices whispered in my head.
“Get away from me” I growled at the people as they made more of an advance at me. My eyes darted around, seeing they weren't even near Bree, who was still calm as a butterfly. No way in hell, was I letting them get me now. They had already gotten Brian away, so it was just me now.
One of the people crouched, looking ready to tackle me down on the bed. I blinked, having some flashback that made me loose all sanity I just had. “
Don't you get any fucking closer to me!” I screamed, my voice cracking since it had been lost so many times from screaming. This alarmed them majorly, not knowing how truly unstable I really was.
“Get the tranq's ready. She's going to put up a fight” one of them called out.
'We told you so Hunter. Your going to loose your mind to their shots and pills. There all monsters, look at them!'
I stared ahead, my muscles locked at the sight before me. Their faces...twisted up demonically and horridly. This is where I fought back. Pulling my leg back, I kicked out hard, hitting one of them in the jaw. They stumbled back. Just when I was about to hit another, something sharp stabbed into my thigh. I snarled out, thrashing like a mad dog as I was pulled off the bed and restrained. My vision, which had been red this whole time, blurred as the drugs took effect.
'You lost... now your going to be one of their little puppets. Just like your....'
The whispering voices slurred to where I no longer understood them as I drifted off to the darkness that washed over me like a heavy blanket.
“Gah! All I want is to get out of here!” my voice snarled out, sounding a bit hoarse from the crying. I jerked up and off the bed, swearing like a sailor and basically throwing a fit. My heart was racing in my rage as my sight became tinted with red. Still hissing, I stomped over to the door and went to hit it to catch someones attention, but was surprised that just when my fist was a inch away from the metal door, it opened. My eyes widened as I saw a guard lead a young boy into the room. The boy was quiet as he walked in calmly. I backed away from the guard, afraid he was going to drag me off to get zombified by some medication, but he left just as quick as he came. Leaving my new roommate with me. I watched as the boy went over to the wall and sat down silently, staring ahead. He didn't look blank though, more or less.. like he was plotting.
I hesitated at first, but shrugged, guessing he couldn't really hurt me..I think. I walked over to him, crouching in front of him and speaking in a calm, even voice.
“Hey there, are you okay?” He didn't look at me at first, but eventually directed his gaze up to my face.
“I'm not blank yet, so yeah I guess” his voice was soft and quiet when he spoke. I nodded
“Yeah, neither am I.” He smiled at my words, looking more at ease. Absentmindedly , we both leaned towards eachother. I was actually smiling, as was he.
“ So, what are you in here for?” the boy asked. I sighed, turning my wrists up so he could see. He looked down and smiled, turning up his wrists.
“ Me too, and because I guess I am a bit Psycho” I mentally twitched at that word.
“How so?”
He grinned, evilly might I add.
“ I think about killing people” Oh God, not another one....
“ Hey, you wanna get out of here, don't cha'?” I hesitated in answering that question, in case there was some hidden meaning in that.
“Yes... alive preferably..” He laughed again at my words, which worried me a little.
“Chillax Girly, I'm not going to kill you. I was just going to say I know a way to get out of here.”
His voice said calmly and coolly, a twitch of a smile on his lips. He'd caught my attention as of now.
“Tell me” I breathed, leaning closer to him. He grinned fully now as he reached behind him, into his belt loop I think, and pulled out something silver, sharp and potentially deadly.
“H-how did you manage to get that in here?!” I yelled, in which he very quickly jumped at me, covering my mouth with his tan hand.
“Shhh! Keep it down Chick. Do you want to get out of here or not?” I silently and slowly nodded and he removed his hand from my face.
“But... I don't want to kill anyone!” My voice whispered, eyes wide.
“Well I do” he said, standing up and sighing. Just as he went to stand by the metal door, it flew open, startling both him and I.
Bree walked into the room, looking like my worst nightmare. They'd drugged her up too. I jerked up, standing and I swear I was growling. The guard who had lead her back here looked at myself and the boy who was tensed, with his little knife behind his back. The guard pointed at me and smiled. “
The Doc wants you now” I didn't budge, but just stood my ground.
“I don't think my friend here wants to go with you Mister.” the boy called. The guard scowled, staring at him.
“What's your name kid?” he asked, and I listened.
“Brian, who want's to know?” I snickered at his reply. The guard looked down at some clipboard and frowned.
“Your the kid who has homicidal thoughts... “ he trailed off, seeing as Brian pulled out his knife and held it in front of him, just daring the guard to come near him. “
Right on the spot man.” his voice cracked darkly. I backed away, turning pale. I really didn't want to see any blood.. or dead people. That was the last thing I needed.
I glanced over at Bree, who was sitting on her bed, perfectly calm and sedated looking. I scowled again, closing my eyes as I heard the scuffling of feet and the guard yelling
“Code Green!!!!”
I heard more feet, and when I opened my eyes, I saw people also swarming towards me. Bad Idea. I backed up real fast, jumping up on my bed as my heart was now racing.
'Don't let them touch you. They want to make you mindless. Control you. Brainwash you just like your-'
I shook my head as the voices whispered in my head.
“Get away from me” I growled at the people as they made more of an advance at me. My eyes darted around, seeing they weren't even near Bree, who was still calm as a butterfly. No way in hell, was I letting them get me now. They had already gotten Brian away, so it was just me now.
One of the people crouched, looking ready to tackle me down on the bed. I blinked, having some flashback that made me loose all sanity I just had. “
Don't you get any fucking closer to me!” I screamed, my voice cracking since it had been lost so many times from screaming. This alarmed them majorly, not knowing how truly unstable I really was.
“Get the tranq's ready. She's going to put up a fight” one of them called out.
'We told you so Hunter. Your going to loose your mind to their shots and pills. There all monsters, look at them!'
I stared ahead, my muscles locked at the sight before me. Their faces...twisted up demonically and horridly. This is where I fought back. Pulling my leg back, I kicked out hard, hitting one of them in the jaw. They stumbled back. Just when I was about to hit another, something sharp stabbed into my thigh. I snarled out, thrashing like a mad dog as I was pulled off the bed and restrained. My vision, which had been red this whole time, blurred as the drugs took effect.
'You lost... now your going to be one of their little puppets. Just like your....'
The whispering voices slurred to where I no longer understood them as I drifted off to the darkness that washed over me like a heavy blanket.