Twisted

Last Night

Karen's POV;

The boy's body was draged over the tile floor. I could tell. He wasn't dead either. Not yet anyways. The boy was gasping for air and trying to escape, but he never did. At one point he stoped strugling and nothing was heard. After a few minutes the gaurd then calls somone to clean up the mess. Blood splatered walls filled my head. Chills went down my spine. I was stuck in a torture chamber. In three years I might aswell be done with.

Jason holds my hand and wispers, ''Please, please, please calm down. ''

I nod trying to relax. The shot was stunning, even Jason jumped.

Footsteps were once again heard but instead of stopping in the room next door it came closer. My heart leaped in my throat. More noise was heard, the door opened.

Light shined in and I closed my eyes tight. It was a nightmare come true. Even if I am an angel, I don't want to be exposed or tormented more. With this life, I get to live with a tortured life forever. After a few silent moments the door closes and the lock slides into place. A few more doors open from down and across the hallway. They didn't want anyone to know anything, but eventually we will.

After the lights go off and the guards leave, we come back to life.

''Damn, all the red from your face is gone..'' Jason wispers and sits on the bed.

I touch my face, it was cold. Very, very cold. I try to pinch color into them.

Jason laughs under his breath,''Shouldn't you be asleep? Its three.''

I look at the clock, he's right. ''After this I don't know if I can.''

I slump on bed exhausted, but I was scared of sleep at this point. From now and also from passing out.

I take out my wings. It felt good just for them to come out. I haven't flown in so long. The darkness hid them from sight, but Jason knew what the relief was about.

''Don't do it.'' He wispers and gets closer.

''Why? They just shot a guy, I don't think they will care about me now.'' I open the curtains slowly.

The moon was amazing. It was perfectly placed in the sky. Also the clouds looked so soft and comfortable. I wanted to touch them. Jason tried to stop me but I wouldn't let him.

''Please, just for a few minutes.'' I pleaded.

''No, I know you, minutes will turn into hours then you won't want to turn back.'' He kisses me on the forehead.

''Ugh, fine...'' I sat on the floor crissed-crossed. He was right though. Jason would have to force me to come back inside, or to stay close to the building.

My wings are then hidden once again. Somewhere along the conversations, I finnaly get weary enough to fall asleep on the bed instead of my usual corner.