room 213 • muke • boyxboy

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⚠ triggering parts in this chapter.

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• luke •

i stood in the middle of my room as guards were searching under my bed, in my bed, on my bed. everything. i was about to get moved to michael's room and they were checking to see if i had any, 'violent weapons'. i didn't. one of the guards searching was jonathan. i glared at him almost the entire time.

"heah." the other guard said with such a thick boston accent i almost didn't know he said the word, "here." he threw me my stuff. they let me keep a few belongings but now very many. i caught them and held the items to my chest. it was a picture of my parents in a frame, an old notebook in case i get bored, a deck of cards, (that i stole from the gathering room.) and a stuffed animal that looked like my real dog.

"we'll be takin' you to room two-thirteen now." it was still the other guard talking. jonathan didn't even make eye contact with me. i was kind of glad. i tried to get a better hold on to my things as i was being escorted out. we walked and walked down the hall until we came around that corner. the air became stuffy and cold as we reached the room. i was completely uncomfortable. jonathan ran a card through the swiper thing and a loud beep followed after it. he typed in a password to open the door. they must keep this crazy ass in here locked up good because i didn't have a password on my door.

the door creaked open and all i saw was a hole of darkness. my breath hitched in my throat. "i-is he in there?"

"no. he's in sister edith's office taking his meds. that'll take a while though. that boy don't wanna take those meds for nothin'. he's a stubborn little bastard." the guard said as jonathan stood there staring at the floor.

i nodded as he flipped the light on. there two beds in the room. one looked old and the other looked new. i figured that one was for me. the wall's were covered in graffiti, scratches, etc. the room still felt stuffy weird and i didn't like it. i took my stuff and placed then under my new bed before sitting on it. i crossed my legs as the guards stood there. the other gaurd sighed. "well it's almost dinner time so it won't be long before they bring ya somethin'."

i nodded again, not really being in the mood for talking.

they left without another word. i was left alone with my thoughts.
i hate it here.
i hate it here.
i hate it here.

that's all that went through my mind, pretty much.

after about ten minutes had passed the door opened and two trays if food slid onto the floor. i walked over feeling my stomach growk with hunger. i still haven't eaten that much. i usually steal things from the bakery but that's only somtimes. it was a plain turkey sandwich and a bag of doritos. i licked my bottom lip before biting it. come on, luke. you gotta eat something. the voice in my head said. i shrugged grabing the bag of chips opening it quickly and shoving some in my mouth. i almost moaned at how good the were, despite the fact that i haven't eaten. i ignored the sandwich considering i didn't trust if it actually was turkey.