Stolen Youth
Hey peeps! I would have updated yesterday, but Fanfiction wasn't working on my computer, so I'm updating right before my next class starts. I hope this doesn't have as many mistakes... again…
"Did he ever abuse you?"
"Never."
"Did he ever try and starve you?"
"I never wanted to eat."
"Why?"
"I never liked eating because it would just hinder you in battle."
"Doesn't food give you energy?"
"My stomach can eat my muscles for all I care. I don't eat unless I have a day off."
"Did he keep you underground all the time?"
"No. I went above ground often."
"Do you love Boris?"
"…"
"I asked a question."
"…My personal life is none of your business."
"Fine. You won't see your friends."
"What type of answer do you want?"
"What?"
"Do you want what you want to hear or what I have to hear?"
"Yours."
"Your call. I love him more than you understand."
"Why?"
"The matters of the heart are tricky things."
"I asked a question."
"Time for you too leave. Time for my meds. I need them, unless you want me to have a meltdown?"
"I'll be back." The officer left as Kali sighed. She had just endured an hour of those pointless questions. If they were going to mess with her head, at least come up with more diverse and interesting ones.
She leaned back into her chair as a man in all white walked into her cell slowly. She was known as a loose cannon if she didn't get her medicine on time. And they were late. Very late. She could feel it. The power and rage she had tried so hard to hide all her life bubbling up and getting ready to burst. The only reason she hadn't exploded years ago was because she was constantly active. Now, they rarely took her outside of the tiny cell, which just made everything worse. But would they ever listen to mad woman instead of their professionals? Nope.
Now. There wasn't anything wrong with her, just a little aggressive at times. Actually, all the time. But to survival meant that you have to get mean. You have to fight for your right to live, otherwise you'll be the next one laying all bloodied in the back of an alley. It was a dog-eat-dog world out there, and she was the one feasting.
"Are you ready?" Asked an unstable voice. Tsk tsk tsk. Never send a newbie in to give medicine to a crazy. You might scar them for life.
Kali put her hands behind her chair and lifted her legs so they touched the bottom of the chair. She kept silent while looking forward with a dazed look on her face. Yes. It was hard to pretend to be in daze while being very aware of her surroundings. But she had to. If not, she might attack the poor boy. And that would mean she would never see her babies. So she had to be good, even if it made her pride go down the drain. Besides, if she was good, they would take her out more, and that meant that she would have more chances at escaping.
And she wasn't really convinced that a couple of pens, a few plastic forks, and some plastic knives were helpful. What she really needed was a gun, several bullets, and a good kitchen knife. She could work wonders with that.
She never noticed when the pills were shoved into her mouth and her airways closed; making her swallow. The forced daze suddenly broke as the glass door found its way closed. Her eyes blinked a few times as her arm twitched. She hated the feeling of her emotions being forced down. Bottling things up meant hell for those few close to the explosion. Like putting mentos in a coke bottle. Boom!
All she wanted to do was pounce on something and beat it, or maybe rip it up, just for the exercise. These 'professional scientists who know what's going on in people's heads' were forcing her to become he insane person they expected her to be. Or maybe they did know she's sane, but they wanted to create the opposite for the review boards. No. They weren't that smart. Otherwise, they wouldn't have locked her up for loving her father figure.
"Visitors." A guard said before opening the glass doors. He was her only 'friend'. He was the only human who knew all of her secrets. Strange, since he could sell her out, but she had felt something when they'd first met. Hence the reason why she stayed up late at night just to catch him and talk to him. Besides, he seemed to understand her and she needed contact desperately.
Three girls walked in, each wearing a different expression. Brie's was a scowl. The seventeen year old girl wore her silver hair in a simple ponytail and all black clothes. Anjela was only ten, so she wore a huge smile on her face, a cute flower print dress, and blonde hair in soft curls. Jennie was had just turned twelve and had a knack for combining things. Therefore she wore a smirk that was complemented by a bright yellow dress over black jeans and black hair made more edgy with ice blue streaks and loose.
"You look like shit, and here we came all the way over here all nicely dressed." Brie was overly sarcastic, if anything. But her scowl had turned into a small smile at the way Kali was dressed. A baggy white top that hung down to her knees, snug white pants, and no shoes. Her red hair tangled, bags under eyes, and her cheeks hallow. It was obvious that she wasn't eating. Old habits died hard.
"I missed you. All of you." Kali took the few unsteady steps to the bars before grasping on so tightly her knuckles turned white. "Don't leave me here. I'm bound to go crazy. Please." Her voice was beginning to grow weak from the lack of nutrition and Brie could see the spark that had kept Kali alive was slowly fading.
"That's only what they want you to do!" Jennie scoffed, putting her hand on her hip. "Stay strong, you've gone through worse than this. You even looked worse."
"Mama. You can do this. Keep your goal in mind…me!" Anjela whined, eyes pleading. This got a laugh from her three elders.
"But really," the silver haired blader touched her friend's hand. "Don't lose hope. You were going to go crazy from the memories, this just jump started it." Kali's depressive look made her reconsider her word choice. "I mean, none of us were sane to start with. Anjela and Jennie are the lucky ones. Getting to start over and all while we have to go through hell. Did you know that every crime that happens in my area, I get blamed?"
Kali knew that Brie was trying to lighten things up, so she gave a small smile before sinking to the floor from exhaustion. She wouldn't eat until they let her exercise. That was her golden rule, the one she had followed her entire life. "I can see that. You don't exactly look kid friendly." A scowl, once again, was planted on Brie's face.
Jennie snorted before grabbing the bars and pushing herself as close as she could. She sniffed the air before smiling slightly. "You're drugged." She stated as if it was the most normal thing in the world. And to them, it was. It was interesting to know that Jennie hadn't lost her touch at finding drugs. That would come in handy, sooner or later.
"Homicidal urges?" Anjela asked with such a sweet and innocent tone that she could have been asking someone what the weather was like. Kali nodded, only wanting to sleep. Her eyes started drifting closed until she felt a brutal poke to her back.
Jennie just pouted before turning her back away. "We aren't allowed to come everyday, so please stay awake." The redhead just snorted before holding her hand toward Brie. She kinda glared at the silver haired girl for a few seconds before saying something that seemed out of the blue.
"Skies are purple with pink polka dots." Her face was blank like she was stuck in school learning about something she already knew.
"Lemon drops are my favorite." Brie sighed as she also sunk to the floor, causing the two girls to sit across from one another.
"I love lollipops. May I have one?"
"Only if the crow comes home." Brie reached her hand between the bars. Kali grasped it and they both began shaking hands, making it look totally normal. The only reason they even bothered with that was because of the cameras watching the visitors. The one thing the cameras missed was that forty bucks and a note were passed through their hands. Kali, unnoticed, slipped her hand into her shirt to hide her prizes in her bra. She knew how these cameras worked, they only came on when other people came into her cell and they only watched the visitors, making her a fly on the wall.
The random sentences? They meant nothing. They were only complicated passwords to make sure who was who. Every word, sentence, and or phrase was committed to memory, and whoever started would be the one deciding on what the other should say. It was helpful when they were traveling since so many people were after them, for various reasons though.
The guard entered again before giving a simple smile. "You three must leave now. Kali needs her rest." The three girls nodded before waving and walking out. A sigh came out from Kali's mouth as she crawled back to her seat. With effort, she pulled herself up onto chair and leaned on the desk. She didn't move a muscle for five minutes, looking like she'd fallen asleep. Then, her hand twitched before grabbing the pencil and notebook. She might as well write, seeing as she might not have enough strength later.
Dear Diary,
I didn't finish my last entry, seeing as I was rudely interrupted by a stupid blob of fat. Oh well. Now, where was I? Oh yeah, tournaments.
Well, the German Tournament was our first stop. It took us a week to get there, and I can still feel the ache in my feet if I use them too much. Before I could even think of bringing them there, I had to steal some clothes for myself, seeing as I was covered in rotting blood and attracting flies.
And then we started out. Brie and I did most of the work since we were the oldest and strongest. Sure, Jennie was strong, but she couldn't run for five hours plus everyday at a steady pace. She ran for about two and Anjela half an hour. We didn't want to push them, considering they were only five and seven.
After a week, we were all smelly and dirty. I could kill flies with the way I reeked, the others no better. Since we had decided on a place close to the stadium, we were able to 'relax'. I had the girls wash themselves and the clothes in the nearby stream at the same time in the middle of the day. Yes, someone could find us but I wanted everything to dry by nightfall. I had a job to do after night fell, so I wanted to make sure all of our human needed have been taken care of. That included Anjela, and Brie hiding in the background, stealing food while using her innocence card and Jennie and I gathering plants and twigs and weaving them together into mats.
I still feel dirty after that night. No amount of soap and water can get rid of that…feeling. I lost my virginity that night. Not with someone I liked, but still willingly. It's true that you never forget your first time, but it was still for a good cause. We needed cloaks, sturdy ones that would let you travel and they wouldn't look dirty for awhile. So I sold myself to the tailor so he would make me such items. He even, which still haunts me to this day, said he would personalize them since I did such a good job. Ack! I just want to scream and cry and curse because I was so stupid. I sold myself to a man just to get cloaks! But they were helpful. People could only see our hands, maybe our faces, so we didn't have to clean all of our clothing to perfection.
Back to the tournament, we won. Nothing special, just the small fact that I somehow had to get us overseas to America. Fun, right? Only that way we could go to the Championships, which we needed to do.
Good thing, we had two months to get there since there were other, smaller tournaments in between. Bad thing, I ended up screaming in agony with tears of joy...Fun. I swear that nothing more exciting had ever happened expect for everything. Those experiments that we tested both helped and harmed. Ugh.
I'm really sleepy right now, so no more about me for awhile. Next time, I want to learn about you. Wait…did I just ask that to a book? God, life hates me with a passion…
Kali
She closed the book before crawling over to her and flopping down. As the springy mattress had her bouncing up and down, she snuck the the note and money into a small hole the bed. No one noticed, nor would they ever. Even if Rapunzel was stuck in her castle, they forgot about her hair, and in Kali's case, her mind.
Rapunzel, Rapunzel. Let down your golden locks, for no man can resist the temptation if subjected long enough.