Dried Up Blood (Yaoi)

-Tranquil 4-

November 28, 1934

At the Doctor's House

Rwain

-Warning: Abuse, and a slight trace of racism-

If we were going to leave, then we needed a plan. I know full well Simon wouldn't help me. What about that boy? What was his name again? Casper? No, it was Caspian. He might be able to help me get out. Help us. I get up from momma's warm and soft bed, the cold air hitting me as soon as I get up, making me want to lay back down. I get up anyway and walk to the living room. Simon was on the couch drunk out of his mind, holding a empty bottle. Looking at him now, he looks so pitiful. Disgusting.

I walk pass going into the kitchen. "Hmm... Amanda, issss tthhaaat youuu?" I hear him ask, his words slurring

I say nothing and grab a can of Lays to eat. Smiling, I grab a handful of chips and stuff them in my mouth. Since the food at the asylum was awful, this was like a full course meal to me. Momma only lets me touch the snacks here and never let me touch anything else. I finish the can and throw it away, licking my fingers afterwards. I grab a pen from the counter and a small notepad. I walk back into the living room where Simon is at. Since he's taking up the couch a sit in a chair by the side of the room.

Ok, so all I know of is the small layout of my cell, the ones near mine, the testing room, Faith's cell, and the new part that doctor took me to. Thinking, I sketch down the layout. Oh, I almost forgot, and the place where free time is at. I bite my finger wondering how I was gonna do this. If I wanted to find out more then I have to make a plan. I flip to the next page and start writing a list. I was gonna need a flashlight... Damn it. That's all I can think of!

A shadow looms over me and I look up to see Simon. "What do you want? I'm busy."

His words still slurred he says, "Yooou... Damn Kid!"

"I don't have time for this, I need to go..." I say picking up my stuff and going for the door

Maybe ideas will come to me once I get some fresh air. I suddenly hear a sharp crack behind me, I look back to see if Simon might've hurt himself. Not that I would care, but I would have to clean his mess. I turn to see what happened and I saw Simon, holding a broken bottle in his left hand. The other pieces of glass are under the table. I back up slowly, not losing my cool "Hey Simon, put down the bottle. Please, you could hurt yourself or me."

He walks closer to me as I keep backing up. He raised his left hand slashing it across my arms as I raised them up to block my face. For a brief moment I didn't feel anything, until he punched me in the face. Pain spread to my face and arms making it hard to breath. I couldn't even cry out in pain or yell. "S-stop!" was all that I could spit out.

"You demon! Die!" He yelled kicking me in the side over and over again

He plunged the sharp object into my thigh. This time I screamed, and I didn't stop. Pain overtook my whole body, tears falling from my eyes. "Stop! Stop fucking screaming!" He yelled at me

Suddenly something large hit my head and it made my head spin. My eyes turned fuzzy and all I could hear was Simon cursing. Only in a few seconds, I blacked out.

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Rwain. It's okay. I know it's scary, but you will get through this. I wish I were there with you, but I can't meet you. Not yet. So please, stay strong. I will come for you soon.

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I woke back up on the couch. My wounds were somewhat bandaged, I get up. Pain rushes to me, wincing I ignore it and look around. Everything was cleaned up, but you could still see dried blood on the floor. I go to the kitchen and grab a towel. I limp back to the front and get on my knees, scrubbing the parts of blood up. Once I'm done I go and wash the towel. Feeling exhausted I sit on the floor by the kitchen. I wonder where Simon has gone, but I need to get out of here before he comes back.