Warning: Thoughts of suicide. And actual suicide.
A/N: This is kinda dark. Anyway, it's been 1 year and 3 months since Kai last spoke out loud, which is what I mean by that line- you'll know when you read it. Disclaimer: Like always, I sadly don't own TVD or it's characters. I hope that I didn't screw up Kai's character too badly this chapter. Enjoy. :)
Year 2 in the prison world
Kai had kept count of each day that passed they added up to 730.484398 days. He longed to see someone, anyone. Even his terrible father would be better than no one. Could Joshua Parker even be called a father after what he put Kai through for 22 years? He wasn't sure.
The only thing that Kai did to entertain himself was watch Baywatch, but at this point, with all the free time Kai had he had already watched all the episodes up until the last one that aired before May 10th, 1994. He had seen them all probably 10 times each. He couldn't ever watch another episode again.
Kai was drinking gin. He had finished at least two or three entire bottles by now. Surely, he should be dead by this point, but the world was being cruel. That he was certain of….the world had always been cruel to him. Always.
He hadn't had a good night's sleep since he got to this place. Kai had bags under his eyes. He also just kept eating and never working out since there was no one around to see him, but himself. He had lost all of his muscle and it most likely turned to fat but who cared, right? If he had been talking he was sure his voice would've cracked at the end of that last sentence. But Kai had not said one word out loud in a year and 3 months. If he spoke he thought his voice might actually break since it had been so long.
Kai was sitting in his room in Portland listening to whatever Nirvana songs he had available. The music was playing so quietly in the background that Kai wasn't sure if he was really hearing it or if the sound was just in his head. He could hear every insult his family ever threw at him. Every slap he had ever received from his father. And every beating too- magical or non-magical. He could also hear the sounds of his siblings chanting spells down stairs or outside. And Jo talking on the phone with her best friend; Carolyn.
Growing up Kai never made any friends. His father told Kai that he wouldn't win the merge anyway, so there was no point in actually living. Kai had never actually considered suicide because he had been brought up to think he needed to stay alive until the merge. So he did. Kai drove himself mad trying not to listen to his father. He thought he could win- that what he had always told himself. He refused to believe that what his father said was true but deep down Kai had always thought he would've lost.
Kai put on a facade, pretended that he was fine, that his family's cruel words had little to no effect on him his entire life. But the truth of the matter was that everything they ever told him was engraved so deeply in Kai's mind and soul that if they could be turned into scars, Kai was sure they'd run so deep that they'd kill him.
His dark sense of humor was his way of dealing with his torture. He used to hate the sounds of his brothers and sisters yelling, chanting, and running around, but now? Kai would kill for those noises again. The silence was deafening. Up until now Kai had been on the brink of insanity, but he was sure that at this point he had fallen over. I can't take the damn silence. Your plan is to drive me insane, right? Well, it's working. You win, daddy. Kai chuckled sadistically to himself as he took his last sip of gin. He died of alcohol poisoning and then, blacked out for a few days due to how drunk he was when he woke up.