Deviator

Sedated

2039
Jace

"Good job today. You have great potential."

His voice echoes in my head as the dream and memories continue.

"Thanks," I pant. "But I'm not sure I'm coming back."

"That's entirely your decision, but it would be a waste." He smiles at me and put his hand on my shoulder. "Like I said, you have great potential."

Looking back, I can't help but wonder what he actually meant with potential... Now that I know who he really is and what he has done, I don't find his words so flattering anymore. I try to force my eyes open, but my subconscious won't let me go just yet. Pain radiates through my body as the robes burns the skin on my wrists.

My eyes flutter and I moan slightly as I fall deeper down the rabbit hole of my memories.

"Don't try to get up." The sweet sound of her voice makes me smile and then groan in pain. Smiling hurts. I think my lip is swollen. "He got you bad..."

"Not that bad..." I lie and winches from the pain.

"Right... I can tell." She rolls her eyes at me, and I laugh. Only shortly though, and then I groan again. Damn, he sure kicked my ass good.  "Don't try to laugh, you fool." She smiles at me.

I can feel the sting in my heart as I remember my love for her. A love I might not yet be over.

"Stop moving." Her voice breaks into my dream. "You'll hurt yourself."

A damp cloth is pressed against my fevered skin. Gently dabbing my forehead, then neck and chest.

"Stop..." I mumble and try to move out of her reach. I'm not completely awake, for some reason the dream keeps pulling at me, but I know I shouldn't want her to touch me. She is a bad person.

"Don't fight this, Jace. I'll take care of you. I'll always take care of you." I can hear her rinse the cloth before dabbing it against my skin again. It's soothing and eventually I just give in. I lean against her touch and slowly drifts away once more.

"I'm sorry you have to clean off my blood." I almost whisper.

"It's okay. I want to be a nurse one day. Or a doctor. I want to practice medicine in some way. So I can help people."

"Really?" I smile at her and forget all about the pain for a second. "I want to do that too... I've always dreamed of being a doctor."

"Then maybe we can work together one day." Her eyes shine so bright when she speaks. I could get lost in them forever.

"I would love that..." I whisper as I lean in closer. "Anything to be near you..."

My head must have taken a bigger blow than I thought. Seeing how corny I am right now. I can hear myself and I want to stop this pathetic behavior, but I can't. She has this power over me, where I can't completely control myself around her.

But then something unexpected happens. She puts down the washcloth, puts her hands around my neck and kisses me.

****

My heart aches and so does my entire body when I finally come too.

The room is dark, but I don't think it's night. There just aren't any windows. I can hear someone moving around upstairs.

Now that my mind is clearer, I try to pull my hands out of the rope, but it's impossible. It just gnaws deeper into my skin. I groan and give up. I need to think of something else.

I scan the room. It looks so familiar. Like something from a bad dream. I even keep getting flashes of being held down with a cloth pressed against my mouth and nose. Or being tied down and injected.

Slowly I realize it feels familiar because I have been here for a while. The flashes are memories from previous days. I just can't remember it completely because they keep me drugged.

I wonder how long I have been here.

My heart races and I start to panic. I can't stay here! I'll die if I stay here. Ignoring the pain, I start twisting in the chair. The pain radiates through my body, and I scream.

Hasty footsteps sound from above and I know I have to hurry. I fling my body to the side and the chair flips over. Something pops in my shoulder when it connects to the cold hard floor and tears clouds my vision. But I don't stop fighting. I can hear the key in the door above the stairs and I pull and twist my hands in the robes, and I can feel it loosening up. With one more scream I tear my hand from the robe but before I can do anything else, someone grabs me.

I glare at him with hatred in my eyes as he shakes his head at me.

"Poor Jace. Just as defenseless as ever." He lifts the chair up with me in it and places it back on its legs. "You never did reach your full potential. To busy gawking at my beautiful daughter."

Angel - or Heidi as I have found out - stands behind her father, her eyes never leaving mine.

"She isn't that beautiful." I say while glaring at him. She steps back with her mouth slightly open as if I had physically struck her. His gaze turns hard and before I know it, he smacks me so hard that my ears keep ringing.

"Watch your mouth boy. I need your body, but I don't need it to be intact. So, keep talking like that and I'll take your tongue."

I want to say something clever. And spiteful. But I have never been great at comebacks. Alec would have known what to say.

My heart drops as I think of him. I miss him more than I ever thought possible. I should never have left him. Never.

"Darling, go find the sedatives." He says and Angel quickly leaves the room to do as she is told. Her farther watches her leave and as soon as she is gone, he grabs my arm and yanks it hard. Something cracks once more in my shoulder, and I scream. Then he pushes my arm against my body and ties it to my chest.

Angel comes running back and if I didn't know better, I would think she was concerned.

"His shoulder was dislocated. I had to put it back, but I didn't want you to see me do it." He says without turning towards her. "I know you care for him."

Tears streams down her face as she nods and hands him the sedative. Right then I realize that in her own twisted way she might still love me.