Chapter 1 - by Sugar Faerie
Madonna
I let out a gasp as they hit me. I don't know why they seek me out, why they grab me. Bad luck, maybe.
The policemen laugh as they kick me, as I try to get away. In the background I hear a woman screaming, I can't see who it is, but I'd know that voice anywhere.
Charlotte... I'm so sorry.
The policemen leave me where I am, and I think it's over, but then one of them stops, saying something about seeing if Bohemians bleed.
You idiot. Of course we bleed. Why do you think Cheeky Fairy wears gloves to cover her wrists, and why Oz wears stockings to disguise the scar on her leg. So many of us have scars. They all must have been new and bleeding sometime.
The policeman pulls me to my knees while another one holds me in the headlock so that I can't turn my head. The man in front of me is holding something sharp in his hand, and it stings as he swipes it across my face.
The other one suddenly lets me go, and I fall to the ground again. There's blood staining the floor, and for a moment I wonder who's it is, until I put a hand to my cheek and then I realize where it comes from.
There's shouting in the background now, Charlotte's trying to reach me but is being held back. I want her with me, and at the same time I want to push her away, tell her to stop trying. Because she's picked me up too many times.
Charlotte... I guess I took advantage of you. I was always expecting you to help me, save me, even if I was blind drunk and didn't give you any thanks for it.
I never meant to hurt you, okay?
The policemen take hold of my arms and haul me to my feet. They're taking me out of the cell... I don't know where they're going. They take me down the hall, past all the cells with their walls of glass.
Behind me Charlotte's still shouting, and in the reflection in the glass I see a guard strike her down.
I don't know where these people are taking me, but knowing them it's going to hurt, and I've had enough of pain.
Hurt me again? I won't even care. I've gone numb, you see. No-one can hurt me now.