The Experiment

Twenty Two

This was the last day of being in maximum security. I wanted to ask Michael if Charlie could stay with me still as I dont feel safe alone along with that he made me feel safe, well as safe as I could be. Safe as in I know he wont kill me on accident. Today was also my visit with my mom and Demetri.

I looked at Charlie. "Charlie?" I whispered.

"Yes?"

"Can you please talk to Michael. I want you to stay with me. I mean... like... I dont know. I dont feel safe alone. Ill let you do the experiments on me. Youre the only one I trust not to kill me," I whispered.

"Ill talk to him," he said.

"Thank you," I whispered.

"Izzy?"

"Yes?"

"Remember they will treat you the same. Like they are getting rid of you. Like you will stay here forever. Are you ready for those words?"

"No. But I know that its not real," I whispered.

"Good," he said and touched my hair. "Lets go," he said.

"Can you bring scissors?" I asked.

"Scissors?"

"Since you wont cut my hair?"

He chuckled "you still havent gotten over that?"

"Nope,"

He then nodded and grabbed a pair and led me to the visitation room.

I went and sat down on the couch waiting. I looked at the clock.

"When will they be here?" I asked Charlie

"Soon," he said and watched me. He straightened up his posture when the door opened. Demetri. Mom.

I moved over.

Mom took me in her arms. "Hello my babygirl," she said pulling me close.

"Mom," I whispered and held on. Tears filled my eyes.

"Im right here babygirl," she said and sat down on the couch with me. Demetri sat by my side.

"Hello little one," Demetri said. "Have you been behaving?"

"Mostly," I whispered.

"Who bit you?" My mom sounded angry.

"It doesn't  matter," I sighed.

"Izzy,"  she said sternly.

"I was punished for my childish actions," I whispered.

"By who? Ill..."

My mom was cut off by Charlies cough.

"Its fine mom. Dont worry about me," I said. 

She brought her mouth close to my ear. "I will kill whoever hurt you. I promise. I promise babygirl We are going to get you out of here. Okay,"

I nodded and looked at her for a moment. Michael would be watching. He knew something would be up. Id be killed if he found out. "I understand mom. I wont be getting out of here," I whispered.

She looked confused for a slight second before going along with it. "I know its hard to understand. Its just better this way. Your father and I werent ready. Its not that we dont want you. We just couldnt anymore," she said.

I knew she was lying but it still hurt.

"I know mom," I whispered.

Demetri took my hand. "What have you done since the last time I was here?"