Relapse- Chapter 8

I was placed in a room with glass walls, but it appeared to be the bullet proof kind. Plus there was a security system connected to the walls, so if I touched the walls I'd get a nice shock. How'd I know… let's just say I about electrocuted myself. Yeah, I'm a smarty.

As I lay on the floor in pure dread and distrust running through me, I felt hopeless. Jeb was continuing to look at me from outside the walls with a worried expression etched on his face like he had been for about a half hour. The moment the shock had ran through me he was by the glass seemingly very concerned.

It was so hard to figure him out. One moment I think he is the most amazing man to ever grace the earth, but then that's destroyed the next moment when I find out he's the reason I'm a winged freak in the first place.

I don't know who to trust no surprise
(Everyone feels so far away from me)
Heavy thoughts sift through dust and the lies
(Trying not to break but I'm so tired of this deceit)

I could tell Jeb wanted me to trust and confide in him, but I'd never be able to do that ever again. I've given up on him, because I don't give second chances. He didn't deserve one anyway. It's obvious he doesn't regret it, he'd probably tell me that straight to my face without having to break eye contact.

But I did need someone to trust right now. Unfortunately the only people I trusted in the world were far away from here with no idea where I was, at least that was the likely reality at this moment. I wish it were different, but there couldn't be any way the flock knew where I was, because from what I saw that imposter was warming up to them and fooling them into thinking I was back, safe and a cold hearted jerk with feelings for Ari. Ew.

(Every time I try to make myself get back up on my feet)
(All I ever think about is this)
(All the tiring time between)
(And how trying to put my trust in you just takes so much out of me)

Pulling myself from the ground to stand up straight was a huge task. I wobbled a bit making me believe I'd actually fall back to the cold white tile of the ground. My body ached, especially my head that was suffering from a dull ache behind my eyes.

Jeb had told me earlier (when he was placing me in my room) that he wouldn't hurt me. Funny enough part of me seemed to believe him… probably because I was supposed to save the world and that couldn't happen if I was dead. He also went on about how I could trust him and I'd be out of here soon enough.

Take everything from the inside and throw it all away
Cuz I swear for the last time I won't trust myself with you

That had surprised me. I didn't realize he had any intention of releasing me.

I asked him how long I would be here, but he only responded saying that was confidential. He did, however, say it would be sooner than a month and if I trusted him and did what he said it would be sooner than that.

Tension is building inside steadily
(Everyone feels so far away from me)
Heavy thoughts forcing their way out of me

I walked over to the glass as everything he said played in my head. I was literally inches from toughing the glass that separated me from Jeb. My eyes were connected with his, both of our faces completely unreadable.

Something was drawing us to each other. My guess was wonder and distrust.

(Trying not to break but I'm so tired of this deceit)
(Every time I try to make myself get back up on my feet)
(All I ever think about is this)
(All the tiring time between)
(And how trying to put my trust in you just takes so much out of me)

My feelings on this whole messed up situation are mixed. It would be much easier if I could trust in Jeb, but that wasn't plausible as of this moment.

Escaping would be my best bet. After all according to Jeb they wouldn't hurt me, so the worst they would do to me if I got out would be to recapture me. Then I'd just work on planning my next escape.

The only time I'd try trusting the man on the other side of this glass is when I had no other options. Right now, I still had plenty.

Take everything from the inside and throw it all away
Cuz I swear for the last time I won't trust myself with you

Jeb began walking toward the door, stopping in front of it and scanning some kind of card before the doors popped open and he entered my glass room.

"Maximum, it's time for you to trust me." Jeb said approaching me.

I stayed silent as I looked him over from head to toe. One thing caught my eye as I did so, a needle in his pocket.

Finally I spoke, "What's that for?"

"You." He said following my line of vision to the shiny metal object. "Do you trust me?"

Again I didn't respond.

"Do you trust me?" He repeated.

I won't waste myself on you
You
You

"No." I growled walking closer to him.

His eyes glimmered with surprise and fury, but that only lasted a few moments. I kicked the side of his head, knocking him out cold.

As he hit the ground I whispered, "Nighty night Jeb."

Waste myself on you
You
You

I searched him for the card I had seen… and there it was in the inside pocket of his white lab coat he always wore.

I'll take everything from the inside and throw it all away
Cuz I swear for the last time I won't trust myself with you

As I pulled it from the fabric Jeb's hand shot up and clasped my hand. For a moment I stared at his white knuckles, shocked that he recovered so quickly. But I soon emerged from my puzzlement to place a hard punch with my left hand to his face.

And that felt good.

Everything from the inside and just throw it all away
Cuz I swear for the last time I won't trust myself with you

I ran to the door and scanned the key. The doors popped open and I ran through the halls until finally making my way outside to look upon the rising sun.

AN: Ok, sorry to whoever I told this was the chap where a character would using questionable behavior, that is next chapter. I forgot about this chap, since it's been so long since I wrote it. Hope you liked it! Reviews are love!