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May 2013, Bandit's POV

Battery City, California

I nervously ran a hand through my long, jet black hair, which I hadn't been able to properly wash for two weeks now, probably because I was allowed to take a shower for only five minutes. If it took too long, the water would run cold and eventually completely shut down.

Life in the BLI 'prison' was uncomfortable, but at least I had access to my basic needs. Since a year I was being kept in a kind of hotel room, but it was small and square, and the only pieces of furniture were a bed, a desk with a lamp on it, a chair and a simple nightstand. The walls were grey, a little darker shade than the colour of the concrete floor. There was a little hallway, which lead to the bathroom, and at the end of it was a door – a heavy piece of metal, with a rectangle of a small double-glazed window in the middle. Then, there was the bathroom. It was also a tiny square room, and there was a shower, a toilet and a sink with a mirror above it. It kind of bothered me that there was no clock anywhere, so I didn't even know what day it was and what time it was. There also weren't any windows in the room.

There wasn't much to do during the day. Every morning, maids would bring me breakfast, putting a small plate with two sandwiches and a glass of orange juice on the desk, leaving immediately after. A maid, a 18-year-old Japanese girl called Misao, was one of the few persons I knew here besides the dracs and their leader, Korse, and she was the only person who stayed longer to talk to me and ask me how I was doing. Sometimes she even brought me things that weren't allowed in here. A few months ago, Misao gave me a drawing pad and a few pencils. I always kept one sharp pencil on hand for emergencies, so I could stake someone with it if needed.

This morning, I heard a small knock on the door. Misao came in with my breakfast and quietly closed the door behind her, smiling friendly at me and sitting down on my bed so she was facing me. She handed the tray to me, and I saw there was a small box on it, right next to my plate, wrapped in white gift wrap and with a black bow on it.

I stared at Misao in confusion and held up the box.

"Happy birthday," she whispered.

My eyes went wide with shock as I realized that today was May 27th, my birthday. I covered my mouth with my hand, thinking of my mom and dad. They probably had given up searching for me and assumed that I was dead. I closed my eyes and saw my mom in front of me, a strong look on her face as always, but now a tear was creeping down her cheek that made her mascara run down her face. She was reaching out for me, but I opened my eyes quickly, snorting.

I shook my head. "No, no, you shouldn't have…" I whispered, keeping my head down.

"I wanted to. I've noticed how sad you've been all the time, and you're so different from the others. You're a smart, talented, creative kid… You deserve some appreciation, Bandit. Apparently no-one sees that." Misao paused, bent forward and held her gift in front of me. "So I wanted to give you something that could help you through this."

Taking the gift from her gently, I snorted again, looking up at Misao. "Why don't you just get me out of here? I've been here for a year now and you still haven't told me why I'm here…"

She shook her head lightly and smiled at me. She stood up. "I'll leave you alone for now. Just open your present. I know you'll love it."

And with that, Misao walked out of the room.

Hesitatingly, I tore the gift wrap from the box and opened it. There was an iPod Touch inside, including a charger and earphones.

I smiled widely, biting my lip. I attached the earphones to the music player and went to the section 'Music Library', and when I saw what was there, I burst into tears.

Music. Lots of music. All by My Chemical Romance and Mindless Self Indulgence.

Tears uncontrollably ran down my cheeks as I searched through the songs. I put the player on 'random' and just let the songs begin to play. I stood up from the corner where I was sitting and plopped down on the bed, closed my eyes, and just drifted off to sleep while 'This Is How I Disappear' silently played in the background.

And without you is how I disappear

And live my life alone forever now

And without you is how I disappear

And live my life alone forever now…

Why, hello there, my readers!

Yeah, I don't really know what to write since I have written something in the last chapter which I posted, like, 5 minutes ago or somethin'..

So this is the second chapter of my effin' lame story. Just keep on reading, it'll get better, I promise!

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