I once again woke up to a splitting headache. Damn, I hope this isn't the new normal. My arms are still asleep, guess they didn't get the memo. It was kinda nice to get a full night's sleep, NOT THAT I WILL EVER ADMIT THAT OUT LOUD.
Mylo is mere whispers and I can't see any obvious forms of malice, so that is a win for me! The room was still as boring as the day before, shocker. I can just feel the people behind the glass judging me. Waiting for me to slip up. Maybe send me back to that little white room for the rest of my life. WHY ME?
I am beyond pissed to find the dinner mess I made was cleaned up. Of course they cleaned it when I was asleep, but the fact someone was in here when I was so vulnerable makes me wanna vomit.
Actually, I just wanna vomit in general. And NEVER eat any of this poisoned food again. Mylo keeps reminding me of that. "I GET IT ALREADY!" Oop. I might have said that out loud, but I can never be sure. Whatever, they know I'm crazy anyway. No need to hide it!
I wish I had something to do. I'm so BOREDDD! There are only so many conversations you can have with Mylo before you want to claw your ears out. Claggor is just meandering around the room. Bored as I am. Ugh. And hungry. Shame I won't be eating any of the toxic bullshit they serve here.
At least an hour passed before I heard any movement in the halls. Probably that nurse again. I should really stick it to her for poisoning me last night. In fact, what's stopping me? Oh yeah, this damn jacket. FUCK.
I take an ambush spot by the door. I know the people behind the glass can see me but screw them. Maybe I could get a good bite out of the nurse before they stop me. Maybe.
I can hear voices talking just outside the door. I am close enough I could probably tell what they were saying if it wasn't for Powder crying at my feet. When did she get here? Doesn't matter, little brat is weak and useless. She won't do anything to stop me.
A lock. Another lock. So many damn locks. Maybe one or two, but I can count the clicking of at least four. Hurry it up idiots. The door finally swings open.
Instead of the lanky nurse, I'm met with the ocean blue eyes of Caitlyn. The enforcer. Her eyes betray no emotion. No hate, pity, or anger. Just, blue. A moment of hesitation is all it takes. The same two nurses from yesterday have my shoulders pinned to the wall before I can flinch. SHIT.
She walks over to my desk, and picks up the photo frames. Carefully putting photos in each of them. "Vi asked me to do this. She took the photos herself." I could tell she was smiling. Gross. Well, once I get out of this jacket again, that's the first thing I'm destroying. And then the chair. I want to break that chair.
She exits for a minute. While she is gone I smirk at the nurses still restraining me against the wall. "You know why Mylo doesn't like me?" I wasn't expecting an answer, but they said nothing. "I killed him. Claggor, Vander, Silco, and Powder!"
Why was I telling them? Shut up you jinx. But no, I just have to start laughing. It was so funny, and I have no idea why.
As I slow into chuckles, I can see my murdered family members faces all around me. Well, more like messy neon scribbles. But I know who they are. I can hear them. They laugh with me. I hate it.
Caitlyn returns just as I manage to choke down the chuckles. She carries a plate of food. I can't see the exact contents, but it's definitely drugged. I was surprised at the other object she carried through. A pink plastic bouncy ball. Even had a little smiley face drawn on it. Gross.
Why is that? I haven't played with one of those since, well it's been awhile. "What am I gonna do with that? I don't really have the hands to play catch." I shrug my shoulders, showing off my cramped jacket. Honestly, I swear these people are crazier than me.
"Get creative I guess? I'm sure you can make do. Vi wanted you to have something to entertain yourself and this was the only one doctors would allow." Ah, of course there were doctors. I guess I never thought about the technicalities, but it makes sense.
"Well, let Vi know how much I appreciate the kind gesture." I use a fake english accent and mock salute with my leg. She only rolls her eyes and walks out. What Vi saw in her I will never know.
The nurses finally allowed me to move. But not before knocking me onto my butt, giving them time to lock the door. Dirty move. They know I can't get up quickly in this fucking jacket. UGH!
Breakfast was eggs, toast, and orange juice. The sight of the food made my stomach lurch. I am so hungry. But, was it worth getting drugged? I think not. Eggs would be easiest to hide medications in. And orange juice was a possible choice also. The toast seems pretty safe though. Safest option.
After a few minutes of inspecting the toast, I deemed it safe to eat. It satisfied my stomach for now. I didn't risk the OJ but instead drank tap water out of the sink. Damn, even the tap water here is good. What the actual hell?
I AM SO BORED. Seriously, I feel even more insane just from sitting in here all day. Playing catch with yourself is only so entertaining, especially when you can only use your legs. Mylo hates playing catch and Claggor keeps kicking the ball out of my reach. Powder is the only one who will remotely play with me and even then she is a terrible catch. Typical Powder. Absolutely useless. No matter how much I yell at her, she won't play correctly. I give up.
Nobody came to clean up my remaining breakfast so I flushed it down the toilet. I know someone watched me do that, but fuck it. I don't give two shits. Speaking of which, I NEED TO PISS. Damn my dignity. I can't even do it by myself if I wanted to, not with this jacket. I swear they want me to piss all over myself. These people are actual chucklefucks.
Finally I hear the telltale footsteps in the hall. Finally someone to mess with. Vander has been staring at me for the last twenty or so minutes and it is killing me. He won't talk or anything! Just watch me with his shimmer ridden, glassy eyes. I need someone, anyone, to get my mind off him for a bit.
In strolled the lanky nurse from yesterday. Accompanied by Caitlyn and the two annoyingly buff nurses. Oh goodie. Just what I wanted.
Caitlyn sports her usual scowl. "You weren't hungry this morning it seems?" So the enforcer has eyes, congratulations. "Yeah, obviously." I rolled my eyes at this, the nerve of these people. Caitlyn put her hands on her hips. "You need to eat if you wanna keep up your energy." Not with all the drugs in it I won't. "How about you stop lacing the food. Then I will start eating." I couldn't help but smirk. They think they are so high and mighty. Then she smiled. I hate her smile. It just screams evil. "Fine, but the other options you probably won't like." Well, at least I have options!
The other options suck. Basically, I can eat drug ridden food. No. I can take pills with water. No. Or they can pin me down and forcefully drug me. Double no. Can't they just leave me in a normal prison? Alone with my thoughts? No Piltie drugs or whatever the fuck these things are. If I had known this was the alternative, I would have blown myself up with the counsel. Or the lack thereof. FUCK.
The only good news I got, I can have this jacket off. Tomorrow. Why do I always have to wait? I'm alone again. Well, never truly alone. Mylo is enjoying my misery. He won't shut up about how much I deserve this. I can ignore him pretty well, but others not as much. Their absence is so fresh and raw. For the first time since arriving here, I can see Silco.
He has pools of blood staining his normally flawless clothes. "I never would have given you to them." I assume he means my sister. The enforcer bitch. And all these other people who are pretending to care about me. "Not for anything." His voice is so soothing. It hurts. "Stop, please." I can't break down, not now. Not here. Warmth of salty tears flow down my cheeks.
I see him. I killed him. "Don't cry." He strokes my cheek. The tears won't stop though. I know what is coming next. "You're perfect." There it is. The last words he ever spoke. My heart clenches. The tears won't fucking stop. Why did I kill him? It hurts. IT HURTS.
I cried until my body couldn't remain sitting anymore. And even then I cried in a fetal position on the floor. All the voices swirled around like a whirlpool of anger. I didn't hear the door open. I didn't push away Vi as she hugged me. I didn't feel her lifting my shaking body onto the bed. I couldn't hear the conversation between Caitlyn and Vi. I felt nothing. Empty. So very hollow.
The lines between consciousness and sleep blurred. I fell. I hope I never stop falling. It is dark. I don't like the dark. But, this time it is okay. It is silent. I like silence. I'm so tired. I'm so damn tired.