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Peter sat in front of a giant tank, his back brushing against it as i stood on the opposite side of him. He went over the plans with me and i was more than ready to remove the tracker that was under his skin. But worried thoughts stopped me as i began to raise my hand. What if i hurt him? What if i mess something up?
Jesus christ, does my overthinking really have to hit now? I have no time to waste! Peter turned his head towards me and gave me a look that practically said 'do it' but even that wasn't enough to fully reassure me. However, this is what he wanted so i am going to obey his every word if it's the last thing i do.
I put all my concentration onto his neck where the soteria was buried deep underneath. My hand shook as i began to activate my powers, the air became heavy and i felt my ears starting to ring but suddenly all of that abruptly came to an end as Peter and i heard yelling from unknown voices. Our heads both shot up as soon as we heard the yelling echoing and bouncing off the walls.
Peter faintly cursed under his breath. He thought i couldn't hear it, but i did. In the blink of an eye the guards came rushing in along with Papa following close behind them. Shit, shit, shit, shit!
We have been caught.
Of course bad luck just had to loom around the corner for me. Peter and i were so very close to escaping but even that went downhill! I truly believed there was no way out now. No matter what i did Papa would always be there to stop us. To prevent us from finding happiness.
The very thought of Papa ruining every single good moment i had filled me with so much uncontrollable rage. I had thoughts that weren't supposed to be in that mind of mine. They raced and raced and the more i thought about it the more i wanted to go through with it.
What thought you may be asking? Oh, just the thought of homicide.
When i was younger and not aware of how terrible this world was. I used to be utterly petrified of murder, not wanting anything to do with it. But all of that seemed to change as soon as i entered the lab. I became far more sensitive but more aware of how this wicked world worked. How everything was a suffocating loop and how everything felt made up. All of it was ridiculous and the more i think about it the more true it is.
If only i could make my own rules..
Before the guards captured Peter and i, he visibly had a disappointed and enraged look planted onto his face. I glanced back at him with extreme fear. One of the male guards grabbed me and pulled me back.
Peter shot a murderous look at the guard, another unfamiliar look sparked in those angelic eyes of his. But the look he gave the guard made me get goosebumps for some reason. Something about it felt evil and sicking in a way.
I didn't know what those looks meant at first. Those looks he usually casted at any man who touched me.
The other guard aggressively grabbed Peter, pulling him far away from me. By now we were about 7 feet apart from each other. The guard that held me tightened his grip on my wrists, i winced but tried to fight through the pain. Hopefully he doesn't reopen my cuts from how tight he's squeezing me.
"Well, well, well, what do we have here?" Spoke Papa with his infamous sinister tone, his booming footsteps coming to a halt whilst he stood in between Peter and i.
Why did this have to happen?! Peter and i were so close to escaping this prison! My frown deepened as i shot my Papa the most hateful glare i could muster up. I didn't mind showing him my madness one bit. It's what he deserves, he deserves nothing but the worst.
Sometimes when i'd fall asleep at night i would imagine him dying and never coming back. Then Peter and i could be free forever.
"Ah, so it seems like my star child is interfering with this one interesting orderly. You know we can't have that. You know this is against the rules." Papa snarled loudly, his face squinting up into pure disgust and resentment.
Papa would sometimes refer to me as his 'star child' since i was born with my abilities. I cringed when he said this. Every time he called me that i would just despise it. I was no star.. So why would he even say that?
During this entire moment, i felt like everything was collapsing below me. Never in my life have i felt something like this before. During my lifetime in the lab i was never the type to feel things. Even when i was a kid i haven't been able to comprehend proper emotions. I've been feeling this way for as long as i can remember but that all changed when i met Peter. To be blunt, it still confused me. Was this love? or was i in love with the idea of escaping?
Love is something i'll never be able to understand. My love life is non-existent and i don't even know how to kiss somebody. Besides, Papa always said it was forbidden? Well, it was forbidden in the lab. Papa would always tell me that and it would confuse me because the nurses and some of the other orderlies here would talk about how they're happily married with children of their own. I can't believe people even want kids.
Thoughts danced through my mind as Papa lectured both me and Peter. I never really listened to yelling adults because it always bothered me. Papa was always a strict man, he was no fun. I still refuse to believe that people actually like him. Almost every patient in here is desperate to please him. I have no room to judge though as i used to be like them. But i got smarter overtime. I now know all the tricks up his sleeve.
"Take them both away!" Papa ordered the two guards after finishing his long speech about the rules. While he was lecturing i just didn't listen. I've been over these rules about 1000 times. Besides, i was far too shocked to even listen. When i got caught it felt like the time came to a stop. My anger slowly turned into sadness. There really was no way out.
The guards followed Papa's orders, just like robots. All of a sudden, my sadness randomly faded away momentarily as i now fought against the guard. I wasn't even thinking during the moment as i tried to escape the grasp from this one guard who held me tightly. I screamed at the top of my lungs, swinging my legs in the air as i did everything i could to break free.
"YOU BASTARD! let go!" I yelled, my voice cracking because of how loud i was being.
I could've easily used my abilities against him but i wasn't focused at the time. My body screamed for the guard to release me, i then felt a sudden sharp pain in the back of my neck. Dizziness and exhaustion quickly swept upon me, my vision was now blurring as the pain in my neck slowly went numb. Did he fucking sedate me?
Before i was able to do anything else, my body fell limp in the guards arms. My eyes slowly closed shut as darkness consumed me.
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—A/n: bet you didn't expect that to happen? give me your thoughts so far! i would love to know what y'all think about this. i promise this story will have a good ending you just need to trust the process. anyway, have a wonderful day/night!!<3
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