I sat down on the ground coloring. I stayed silent anxiously waiting for Natasha to come back. "When will she be back?" I asked Charlie for probably the millionth time.
"Soon Izzy," he said.
"You said that the last time... and the time before," I mumbled.
He chuckled.
I looked down hearing it and stopped coloring for a moment just sitting there. He spoke my name but I didn't reply. He then touched my shoulder.
"What?" I snapped at him.
"Izzy dont snap at me," he said.
I closed my eyes just wanting to hit him. I stood up and moved to the bed laying on my side facing away from him.
"I dont know when Natasha will be back, I dont even know what they are doing with her," he touched my arm. His voice was soothing.
"What if it kills her before you can help," I whispered turning to the opposite side to look at him.
"They would inform me before hand," he said quietly.
"Youll get her out too. Promise me. Get her out before me. You know Michael wont kill me," I whispered.
"Izzy. We cant talk about this. I dont want anyone overhearing. I will get you both out. I promise," he said. "Now please, they will kill us all if he found out."
"I-I wont say anything else," I whispered.
He touched my hand gently for a moment before pulling away.
I looked at him tears in my eyes. "I know you're scared. Just hold on a little while longer, try to get some rest. Its getting late," he said.
"What time is it?" I asked.
"9:00 pm," he said. "The nurse should be here soon with your meds,"
"Meds. Fun," I sighed. "Why do you guys even care for our mental health. Were just...." I couldnt find the right words.
"Because they want you alive. They cant run any tests if everyone is dying of suicide," he looked down.
"They will always find more," I said.
"I know," he didnt look at me. I stayed quiet for a few more minutes. I instantly sat up hearing the door unlock. It was only the nurse.
"Name?" She said standing with a clipboard
"Uh you should know it," I said.
"State your name," she said again.
"Izzy Volturi," I whispered.
"Says your last name is Peirson," she said.
"It was my last name before I was adopted," I whispered. "Can you change it back. Please?"
"No," she said.
I looked down. She held out a cup. "What is even in here? Theres more and more!"
"Izzy dont argue just take them," Charles said.
"I want to know what those new pills are,"
She sighs. "We removed your vallium and changed it to xanax, three times a day to stop your anxiety," she said. "Every exam Your heart rate has increased so this is propanolol," she said.
I nodded and hesitantly took them. I swallowed the pills and drank the water completely.
"Mouth,"
"He literally saw me take it. Also how could I talk if I still had a mouth full of pills,"
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The Experiment
FanficAro had adopted Izzy 14 years ago and decided it was the wrong choice so he had sold her to a vampire human research facility that ran experiments on them there. Will Izzy make it out alive?