The Boy in the Locked Room
Disclaimer: I do not take any credit for the Kingdom Hearts games or manga.
AN: I promised an earlier update so here it is~!
~Chapter Four~
I've seen a lot of movies and shows in my lifetime, about mental patients, they always exaggerate their symptoms and among others things of the patients. I never thought once I would experience, be a part of one of those movies. Some if not most seems to be true
My wish to mend my relationship with Sora was becoming true. Sure, I was the one talking but I didn't mind. I realized after all he was forced to go through, Sora felt like he couldn't trust people.
It was going well, at least I thought it was, he looked happy, Sora let me hug him, he even thanked me...
Kelly, the care-worker left saying she had to go and get Sora and Seth's medication, which wouldn't take long...
I was nervous at first remembering the last time I had spent with Sora... I mentally shook my head, things were looking brighter...
Until something happened to Sora! He started begging me to leave... I didn't understand, things were going so well, why the sudden change?
Then Sora started screaming, it was so loud I thought someone else outside of the room must have heard it. He sounded like he was in extreme pain. Seth jumped up and tired to drag me from the room.
How could I leave my brother who I had just gotten to see after such a lengthy period of time, especially when he sounded so broken?
What was going on? What was happening to my brother?
Seth explained that it was worse than Vanitas. What could have been worse than Vanitas, that voice that told Sora to burn down our house?
When the screaming stopped, I was so relieved... Until...
Possessed.
Soras looked possessed, his presence felt unnatural and forgive me when I say this, evil. He wore a sinister grin but his eyes... they looked heart-broken and sad...
'Sora' locked the door, locking Seth and I inside with him...
Did Sora hear more than one voice now?
This institution was supposed to be helping him, making the voices disappear so he could return to a normal life, return home. Not emotionally scar him so bad, he would create new ones.
I knew it wouldn't help it, I freaking' knew it! My parents needed to know this, needed to realize that this place wasn't working...
"You know Roxas; it's not nice to ignore your brother..."
This is crazy, its Sora voice I can tell but at the same time, it sounds nothing like him, "Seth, how do we stop this?"
"The care-worker usually sedates him."
I through my hands up in frustration, sure, I was scared but at that moment I felt angry. Great. Were locked inside the same room as my brother who's being possessed by an evil voice he created.
"Roxas, we have to get out now! Once it gets this bad, we can't stop it."
Seth, it's strange, he doesn't seem like he belongs here, and he looks and acts normal enough...
'Sora' walked slowly over to a desk that was pushed into a corner of the room and picked up a stapler, "You know I HATE being ignored."
"Fuck! Just let us go! You'll just get Sora in trouble and put in lockdown!" yelled Seth.
Seth acted as if the voice was an entirely different person from Sora. The voice is part of Sora, isn't it?
"I don't really care... You know Seth; you haven't really done anything to Sora or me..."
'Sora' was still holding the stapler... He moved towards Seth and me... A thousand horrible things flashed through my mind of what 'Sora' could do to us with that stapler...
He stopped leaving about a metre of space between us before turning back around and walking away.
Was he trying to drive us insane?
Seth and I both let out a sigh of relief...
"Seth, we need to do something!" I whispered to him.
He turned to me and gave a small smile, "Elie will save us."
Elie? The girl from before? Seth looked so sure that she would come and save us that I didn't make a comment about it...
Suddenly like a flash of lighting... A book larger then my head was flying towards us, hitting Seth directly in the back of the head closed. His eyes widened for a second before closing as he fell over the bed, knocked out.
I was alone.
"Now that all the obstacles are gone..."
"Why would you do that?" I yelled, "He's your friend!"
"See, this is why I don't like you. I am NOT Sora. Be sure to remember that."
It's right. Sora has done a lot of wrongs in his life but he has never physically hurt someone and I don't think he ever could unless he felt in danger, "I-If you're not Sora, t-then who are you?"
'Sora' laughed, "Why would I ever give you such information?" He stalked towards me, an evil smile spread across his face, "When I'm done with you, you'll wish for death~!"
I was scared, really scared.
'Sora' continued to move closer to me, when his hand reached out to grab me. I ducked under his out-stretched arm and bolted for the door. I fumbled with the lock cursing my luck when I was about to through the door open, 'Sora' was able to grab the back of my shirt and pull me back... He grabbed a fist-full of my hair and dragged me back to the bed.
I never could recall a time when Sora was stronger than me, but I would remember this time when I was over-powered by my brother, when all my struggles ended up useless...
"Let me go! Bring Sora back!" I yelled angrily trying to mask my fear and hoping my cries would reach someone's ears other than that stupid voice.
"Not going to happen, dear Roxas. Don't struggle so much it only postpones the enviable."
'Sora' pushed Seth's limp body onto the floor; a trail of blood was trickling down his face...
Begging wasn't working...
'Sora' brought the stapler close to my face... I tensed up, was he going to staple me? But he placed the stapler aside and pulled out a rope and knife, from where I wondered briefly.
"No! Please don't!"
"Not listening."
'Sora' unravelled the rope and pulled my reluctant hands to the headboard and quickly tied them there tightly.
I was shocked, frozen in place. I felt like a girl the way I was tied to the bed, vulnerable to 'Sora'...
"Hmm... How should I start this?"
"Let me go?" I whispered.
'Sora' shook his head, "Red, yes I think you would look lovely in red. You know not many people do~!"
He raised the knife slowly to my cheek and with a flick of his wrist cut a small line starting from my temple curving to my mouth. A stinging sensation tinged through my nerves making my eyes water. The blood pooled through the cut and started to flow in small streams down my face...
"No screaming yet? What a shame."
"Sora?" I whispered. I was scared, desperately hoping I could get through to Sora. I believed it now, there must be more to this then a simple case of schizophrenia, and can the host really be controlled by the voices they hear?
"I already told you, I'm not Sora."
"I know, I want Sora," I said.
"He's not in at the moment therefore your stuck with me." The knife started to move again, slicing open my shirt, first the sleeves and then the whole shirt. 'Sora' started to trace patterns before he actually broke the skin. I tried not to make any sounds, but I couldn't hold back the tears of pain...
My torn shirt and the bed sheets were soaking up my blood...
'Sora' stopped, "How do you feel?"
"F-fantastic," I answered.
"Most would scream or at least whimper when being cut."
"Guess I-I'm special." I muttered.
'Sora' tapped his chin with the knife shinning red from my blood, "I do wonder," he started, "Why you decided to change..."
"W-what do y-you mean?" I asked carefully afraid of the answer.
"You never cared for Sora before..."
"That's not true! He's my brother of course I do!" I shouted earning a hard slap from 'Sora'.
"You shouldn't lie Roxas, it becomes a bad habit."
"I'm not!" I argued, "I love Sora! I would never do anything to hurt him on purpose!"
'Sora' laughed, "What a shame, you should know Roxas that it isn't just me who wants to 'hurt' you. Sora does to after all that happened to him. Your existence is what doomed poor Sora from the start."
I can't listen to him...
Sora would never think like that...
And just how would you know that?
We made up... Everything was working out...
Yeah, I can see that.
Great, I'm insane too, hearing voices just like Sora.
I am not some petty voice you created.
A burst of pain shot through the shoulder, I looked to my right to see the knife buried in my already bruising shoulder, "I think I've mentioned before Roxas how I HATE being ignored."
The voice I'm hearing is just from blood loss...
I'm not crazy...
I'm not crazy...
"I'm not crazy!" I said out loud.
"I assure you dear Roxas, that you are crazy, just like Sora, just like me."
"No!" I screamed.
The door to the room was slammed open. I twisted to the side to see two men with crow bars. A group of care-workers rushed into the room, two gently bringing Seth out of the room. One older large built man pulled 'Sora' off of me; 'Sora' dropped the knife and let himself be carried off laughing, "He's crazy... He's crazy like me. Crazy like Sora"
An older lady untied the ropes securing my hands, "Roxas, dear can you hear me?" she asked softly.
It was Mrs. Vargas...
"I can..." I answered.
"Stay with me ok? We're talking you to the infirmary."
"Mrs, Vargas?" I asked.
"Yes, Roxas?"
"I'm crazy, crazy just like Sora."
"What do you mean? How did you come to that conclusion?"
"Ventus told me so."
"Roxas? Who's Ventus?"
AN: (Takes a deep breath) finally finished chapter four~! You readers got a glimpse of the horror to come~! Roxy's been broken down~! So sad but necessary, very necessary~! So please tell me your comments about the direction the story's headed~! So who's mad at me for not putting a name to Sora's evil voice? But at least Ventus has joined the story~!
So if I get 7 reviews for this chapter I will update next week instead of the two from now I usually take to update~!
If not see you in two weeks~!