Revive (Book Two)

Chapter: 36 Chained

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My clothes torn off, left with no dignity and the vulnerable exposure to not a single friend, I stood at the edge of the bridge railings, staring into the souls of people who didn't have a face. Chains of metal clasped around my wrists and bound my limb together, unable to move out of the way or free myself from their decisions. One last attempt to open my mouth but before I uttered a single word, multiple hands pressed deep into my bare chest and pushed me off of the edge.

Submerged under water, flailing to reach the surface as I sunk deeper, I screamed aloud, letting my mouth and throat be welcomed with pools of water, suffocating me viciously. I stared up toward the surface and made out the vague image of the faceless people laughing as my body convulsed and jerked around, attempting to get any form of relief. Closing my eyes, I relaxed my body and saluted goodbye before one I drew one last attempt to breathe, then giving in completely.

I stared at the cement ceiling above me, muffling out the never ending noises that surrounded me day in and day out. My hand rested on my bare chest as I breathed in and out slowly, each breath a large one as I really focused in on my reality. There was no need to panic, therefore I refused to.

Since my second arrest, I've been confined to my tiny jail cell by myself for twenty three hours a day. I was no longer welcomed to yard time or socialization. The only time I was able to leave was to shower or to make one phone call. I wasn't allowed visitors unless it was for my lawyer which I had no idea if I still even had one. I hadn't made a single phone call since arriving. In fact, I hadn't spoken or even breathed a single word since I was hauled back in here.

And I didn't want to.

The guards here seemed to be put off by my eerie quietness, likely wondering what I could possibly be thinking or planning. If they had access to the thoughts in my head, they should be severely worried as what I had brewing inside was a dark, powerful thought and every possible means to back up my thoughts with a plan.

It wouldn't take long being here, to end up being able to take control. The odds seemed so far from in my favour considering the circumstances but my silence alone was building up my power.

When I got to leave my cell, I had to walk down the metal grated pathway down multiple metal stairs. From there, I had access through the doors and where I'd pass by two dorm rooms filled with over thirty beds per room. These people weren't deemed a threat to one another, gaining privileges that not many other shared.

When I passed by those sells, I was able to ever so slightly glance at the television where they only had a few channels. Two movie networks, a static news station, and a music channel. It just so happened that I was able to walk past while they were catching up on the news and saw my mugshot for the first time since everything had went down. I looked angry yet emotionless in it. I looked like a threat which was interesting.

I tapped my chest, thinking about my next move. I was far away from home where my family resided. The luxury I had here was being alone in my hometown where my father resided. He was free on the outside while his pushed over the edge son rested inside and I'm sure he just loved it.

By now, everyone had seen it. Everyone knew. Tyler and his sisters, parents, they knew what I was involved with. Laceys family as well as Arias family knew the charges I was facing. Colsons parents had to of been just so mortified to find out that the sad kid that they considered a second son had committed such heinous crimes. Shawn was probably having a drink for me.

Miles though, was one of the only ones that knew of the truth and I wasn't proud of it. The military man in him would know better to keep a secret, especially if it implicated his sister and involvement.