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A/n this should be pretty long it's going to be the last 3 actual chapters from #23's P.O.V

The *insert same loud noise you chose from Cellmate!?*sounded signaling morning. I stretched and sat up looking around at the same dreary-Nope! Got to stay positive! I stood up and saw one of the many guards, no, possible friends! I didn't know him which was a surprise. I knew almost everyone here

"Probably because-NOPE NOT GOING TO THINK ABOUT THAT"  I thought trying to block out all the negative.

"23 your coming with me" the guard said in a much harsher voice than guards normally use on me. I nodded like I always did, showing respect to them because I didn't want to be seen as mean. He lead me to a cell with 3 other guards in front and a girl inside I recognized but couldn't figure out who she was. She looked over at me seemingly snapped out of a trance

'Oh hey like Dan!' I thought thinking of one of my friends. Then I realized why I recognized her, she was known for being mean and hurting other pr-friends and guard friends! She was making my job as the resident healer very difficult. See the reason I have so many friends is i'm not that dangerous. I'm powerful sure but not dangerous, I can heal injuries (Recovery Girl anyone?) but it can take awhile to heal bigger ones. For example a small cut would take 30 seconds at most, a bigger cut  takes up to a minute, a broken bone or other major injuries would take anywhere from 10 minutes to an hour and a half. But i've never really dealt with major injuries so thats just a guess. Ok back to the story, If I stay optimistic and think of this as an opportunity to make a new friend everything will work out!

Now we moving on to "Names"

"#106 this is #23." One of the guards said.

I walked in and sat on the bottom bunk of the bunk beds (hey really random but ever notice the word 'bed' makes a bed?) trying not to look at her. After a bit I decided to properly introduce myself. You know so we can be friends (if you want to visualize this if you could see it she would be giving one of the Deku, Hinata, Aang smiles like, you know? one of those.) 

"Hey! I'm #23, who are you?" I said in my most friendly but polite tone. She just glared at me.

"You heard the the guard idiot" she said. Well thats kind of rude but at least we're talking now, right?

"Oh..." I replied kind of down after that response "So then your 106 right?" I said remembering my goal to befriend her

"DON'T CALL ME THAT" She yelled. After that we sat in silence like before

"Well that's what you said the guards called you and-" I said trying to start the conversation again

"SHUT UP" she yelled again

"jeez bossy much I mean you don't always have to yell" I mumbled under my breath 

"What?" she asked staring  straight (it took me so long to spell that right like I know I'm bad at spelling but now my pansexuality is just leaking into that) at me    

"I was just wondering..... if you don't want me to call you..." I questioned hoping she wouldn't freak out again. She stared right into my eyes  scaring me. I internally shivered, I didn't even know that was POSSIBLE.

"Then what should I call you?"I asked. I knew she wouldn't give me her real name, even someone like her would break one of the core rules even if it made no sense.

She looked kind of nervous. WAIT, HER  nervous, never.

"Call me Phe" She said  looking away quickly.

Now tis "WHAT?!" timmmmee

"Phe..." she said "I like that it's cute!" I said as she stared at me once more (as I was writing this the "huh you got a staring problem buddy?" meme popped into my head)

"What?" I asked, her eyes making me slightly uncomfortable

"....I told you what to call me what should I refer to you as?" she asked. 

"W-" 

"And not your stupid number." she said cutting me off "It's just a stupid reminder of this stupid place." What else could she call me? Wait... what was my- what is MY NAME WHAT'S MY NAME HOW CAN I NOT REMBER THAT? SURE I'VE BEEN HERE A REALLY LONG TIME BUT MY NAME? OF ALL THE THINGS TO FORGET?

"Aww come on it's not that bad" I said  trying to calm down my panicked mind by thinking of positive things "The guards are nice! They let us listen to music!"

"WHAT?!" she yelled taking me by surprise so I jumped a little. She didn't seem to notice. "THEY ARE NOT NICE. THEY KEEP US HERE AWAY FROM OUR FAMILY'S AND HURT US. WHAT TWISTED REALITY ARE YOU LIVING IN WHERE THAT'S NICE?" What twisted reality am I living in? Thats a good question even I don't know the answer to anymore. I looked back over to her, her face looking extremely angry, then her face fell completely taken over by a look of panic and fear. 

"wait.." she said her eyes full of pure emotion. Guards rushed in "WAIT NO!" She yelled. I tried to run after her but one of the guards slammed the cell door in my face. All I could do was watch them knock her out and pull her limp body away.

"no.." I whispered as a tear wound it's way down my face to the tip of my chin and fell onto the cold concrete of this prison. And at that moment I let go and let the negativity consume me.

Ok sorry this took so long I just kind of completely lost motivation but this is the longest chapter I've written (so far.) In total counting a the a/n's and everything this chapter is 1,009 words long eeee!

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