This is a really really short chapter, but its just so I can set things up for later chapters!
There will be a post again soon!
MAX POV
I woke with a start. Panting, I sat up in the hospital bed that I was in. My heart was racing. My palms sweaty.
What the hell was going on with me?
I don't even remember falling asleep. I don't really even remember where I was, or, more importantly, how I got here in the first place. The last thing I remember was getting in the car with my mom and Jeb.. But where were we going?
Where were they taking me?
Then suddenly, it all started coming back to me. The "episode". The hospital lobby. The meds. they had given me to "relax". The anxieties. The brainwashing. The fuckers were trying to brainwash me. They wanted me to behave, to "fit in" this fucking society.
"Well guess what fuckers!?" I screamed into the darkness. "I don't want to fit into your precious society!"
Eventually, after what felt like hours, I drifted back off. Only to be haunted by my nightmares once again.
Dream
I twisted my head and sank my teeth into my fathers chin. This was the only way he would let go of me – he was holding my arms and legs down... it hurt.
I was trying to hit my baby brother.. Ari, again.
"I have to hurt him," I said matter-of-factly as my father struggled to restrain me. "I'm going to hurt him."
He finally released his grip and I dug fingernails into his face. Scratching and clawing at his eyes and cheeks. "You don't understand!" I yelled.
"I have to do this!"
Seconds later, it was over. I didn't feel so overcome with rage anymore. I released my grip from his face and got down, walking to my room to play.
I was jolted back awake from this terrible nightmare. Shaking, I sat back up. Replaying what used to be my life.
After a while, I realized the sun was coming up. What did these damn doctors have in store for me today, the stupid whitecoats.
