The UPSIDEDOWN Love / Henry Creel / 001 / Peter Ballard

005: save myself

Brenner came for us with his two hoes. Yes, the ones I tasered before. Peter quickly got off me and put me behind him.
"Stay behind." He commanded protectively as he held me behind him. Brenner started to get closer to us.
"If you dare to touch her I swear to God I will-" Peter said angrily but didn't finish his sentence because Brenner interrupted him.
"You will what?" Brenner asked Peter. Now he was just inches from his face.
"I will kill you." Peter said and I squeezed his hand. Brenner looked scared but laughed to provoke. I felt so safe with Peter. He literally just said that he would kill for me.

"Get them." Brenner commanded to the two men and he left. One man grabbed Peter and the other one grabbed me.
"Don't fucking touch her!" Peter shouted with gritted teeth at the man dragging me.
"It's okay." I said calmly to calm him down. I don't know what was going to happen next but I had to stay calm before I get a panic attack. I used to get them a lot. I have to breath and concentrate on my breathing. Peter was dragged out of the room, so was I but we went on the other side than Peter. I didn't know where he was dragging me, but just as Peter said, we're in so much trouble.

He threw me on a dirty cold floor and locked the door. I was on a place which I've never seen before. It was a little dark room full of dirt and a door like in prison. It was empty. It didn't have a window or a light. Not even a bed. Just the walls and the floor. I quickly stood up and ran to the door.
"Let me out you fuckers!" I screamed through the little gap on the door. One of the guards came and looked at me through the gap, laughing.
"Where is Peter?!" I shouted at him and he just continued laughing. What's so fucking funny?
"Oh don't worry, I'm sure that Dr. Brenner is taking a good care of him." He said ironically and laughed again. I was so done with this. I spat him in the eyes. He stopped laughing and looked at me with a death stare.
"If anything happens to him, I will mess up your whole miserable life." I said looking back at him with a death stare.

He closed the little gap on the door and left. He gave up so soon. Dumb bitch. I went to sit back on the floor. I put my knees to my chest and let my head fall in my hands. I felt tears burning my cheeks. This is all my fault. I should have protected him. I wish I had powers that he has. But how? He's only an orderly here. Or do orderlys have powers as well? I looked around the room and tried searching for something that could help me out of this prison. Nothing. There's literally nothing.
"Fuck!" I screamed because of how angry I was. I lost all my hope. I was so tired. I didn't notice how but I fell asleep, sitting on that cold dirty floor.

I was only thinking about our kiss. How magical it was. I just met him and I definitely do feel something. He attracts me so much. His body, his eyes, his lips. He has his control over me. I opened my eyes. I was sleeping pretty long I guess. I didn't know because there isn't even a clock. Then I remember. When I heard Peter screaming, I opened the door with my mind. Maybe I could do it now too? I quickly stood up and started to stare at the door know with all the anger inside me. It started to move. But it didn't open.
"Goddamn it!" I mumbled under my breath. Why couldn't I do it now? When I needed it the most.

"I'll get you out of here. Soon." I heard an echoing male voice in my head. I soon recognized who's it was. Peters.
"Peter? Where are you?" I asked looking around myself. There's no way he could get here.
"In your head darling. You aren't going crazy, this is one of my abilities. But it's a secret. Don't tell anyone." He says chuckling and I smile with hope and happiness that we can communicate.
"Are you okay? Did they do something to you?"I asked him. I wanted to know if he's okay because that was my first priority.
"They did. And I'm afraid that they won't stop. I have to go now. They're here." That was the last thing that he said. I couldn't hear him anymore. How did they hurt him? Where was he? And what did he mean by that they won't stop? I'm so glad that we talked but I'm so worried of what will they do to him. I can't let them hurt him.

After 4 days I was still in the room. I had big eye bags under my eyes because I couldn't sleep. I didn't get anything to eat and I only got one small glass of water, preventing me from dying. I didn't have energy. Since that day that I talked to Peter, I didn't hear his voice again. Maybe they hurt him that bad that he couldn't even use his mind to talk to me. I'm so afraid. What if I'll never see him again? At that thought I felt my eyes watering. No, that's not happening. I'll get out of here and help him. Even though I can't help myself. I want to save him but I can't even save myself.