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John, Chad and Alexis

Just like 'the mysterious box' these two chunks of story were originally written for a writing school run by Divergentluvr013 I may continue to write them, I may not.

John, Chad and Alexis.

"I love you Chad, but I can't trust you any more." Alexis said slowly, saying her words carefully, so as not to provoke a violent outburst from the man on the other side of the bars. "Not after what you did to me." She glanced down at her sleeve, which covered up her arm. Just on the other side of that flimsy material were the scars that would never leave her. Alexis looked back through the bars and into Chad's cell. "I'm sorry."

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: Alexis led John quietly through the maze of corridors inside the prison. She glanced behind her every so often, to check her younger brother was following her, but her face showed no emotion. Finally, she stopped outside Cell Number 17. She turned back to John and jerked her head towards the cell door.
"Chad's in there. You're not allowed in, but you can talk through the window in the door." Her eyes was cold and grey, and her face set with him determination. John noticed how anxious she was, despite her facial expression. She swapped her weight nervously from foot to foot and rubbed her arm where the scars were. John stood on his tip toes to see through the small, barred window set high in the cell door. Across the other add of the room he could see a figure slumped against a the wall.
"Chad. Come here." Came Alexis' cold voice and the man stood up. He had long, matted black hair and wore a simple prison uniform (grey with red arrows) but it was already filfy: covered in sick and food. He staggered over to the door and glanced up at John, his blue eyes clicking the younger boys features. Suddenly John lunged and grabbed Chad by the collar, pulling him towards the bars. The mans face was crushed against the cold metal.
"Why did you do this to my sister?" John hissed.