Chapter 11

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🕸Webs, lies trapped in the mind

Jack

I fear I am no longer me, I lost my humanity today. They say you die the day you kill. I have finally become what they wanted. I'm sorry I failed you... Charlotte. I'm sorry you won't look at me the same again after this. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I'm sorry.

Trauma
Trauma
TRAUMA!!

I don't understand why they won't leave me alone. It's not what you think. I'm not hearing voices. I'm not mad. I'm not mad. I'm not... mad. Am I? Everything is a mess. This room is too bright. I can't think straight. Too much white walls. Too many people. Too many orders. Too much torture. Finally something in me snapped and I...

"Jack are you, okay?" I heard Jane who seemed concerned. "You froze."

Did I?

"It's nothing." I looked at her, my face expressionless. "I think I'm tired, that will be all for today. I'll give you more pieces of this puzzle when–" Martha cut me off walking in.

"Are you done yet?" She asked looking over to me and then Jane.

"Ahem," I cleared my throat, "yes we are."

"Great then I can sedate you." Martha seemed awfully cheerful as she spoke.

"No, we're not." Jane suddenly intervened.

Martha looked at me with confusion as I spoke again. "Yes, we are." I spoke practically giving her permission to continue.

"No, we are not." Jane spoke up once more.

Mmm she is sassy. Never knew she'd be this curious about my past since she is the silent type and I gotta say I'm intrigued.

To be continued...

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