Not Like The Others

Chapter Nine- Promises

Just came back from the beach :) the most relaxed, chill, amazing time as usual. Here's your next update, I hope you enjoy it! You deserve it after three weeks :D

Thank you again for all the fanning /comments and votes! I came back and was really chuffed.

Mel POV

I lay in my cage for two days.

I called it 'being sick', but no one really believed me until it was pointed out that the room was so dirty and smelly from the lack of air and hygiene that it was possible for me to get sick, even with my new shifter DNA.

When they pressed for details I completely lost it, screaming "Stay to fuck off or I'll fucking kill you, because I have a killer headache that is eating me alive". They immediately backed right off, muttering things about 'possible side effects of the brainwashing' and 'don't touch her, Lovac's orders'. I couldn't care less about what they thought it was. If they believed it, then awesome. I was brought meals that I didn't eat, but other than that, I was left alone.

I faced the wall and talked to no one, I couldn't bring myself to look or speak to anyone, I was completely ashamed of myself. I honestly just wanted to die, I couldn't believe I had done such awful things to such innocent people, ripped their lives out of them, shattered their souls and deprived them of long, happy lives. I had killed children for gods sake! Who does that!? How could you live with the crushing weight of guilt?

What I had done was unforgivable, and I was never going to forgive myself. I had experienced what it was like to be an absolute monster and for it, I would spend my lifetime repaying what I did to those innocent people. I didn't deserve any happiness, I had stripped that away from countless people.

I couldn't of cared less about what was going on outside of my cage, an execution could of gone off and I wouldn't of noticed. I was completely oblivious to everything, I was too busy trying to comprehend what I had done.

My link from my body to brain had been severed, cutting off any communication. I couldn't move even if I tried. At this point in time, my mind couldn't be trusted and by cutting it off, I couldn't move, so do anything stupid.

My body was furious at my brain for letting itself succumb to the effects of the brainwashing, effectively stripping away my real self and replacing it with some snobby bitch who couldn't careless about innocent lives and the welfare of people.

My stronger, real self had since returned after its rapid disappearance from the brainwashing and was making up for lost time, endlessly assaulting me with swear words and long lectures about my failure and what I could and should of done to resist it.

It reminded me of my mum, who would give long spazzed lectures about the most pointless of things and overreact entirely. The lectures were never ending, going on for forever and ever, her voice droning on and repeating the same thing as if it would make it sink in more. Her lectures were famous, the whole house, and probably everybody on the street could hear her going off at whoever was unfortunate enough to piss her off. For the people close enough, it was a good warning to stay away, but for the person being grilled, it was a lecture of shame, her screaming words for everybody to hear, whether they wanted to or not.

As horrible as they were, I honestly missed them, and certainly wouldn't mind one from her now. I missed her baking and my sisters many tantrums. I wanted a competitive game of cards with my dad and one of my famous movie nights with all of my closest friends.

I missed my iPod and my me time, just snuggling up under the covers in my bed, content to just sit there and listen to music with one of the cats at the foot of my bed.