Chapter Four - Tests

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Chapter Four - Tests

Liam was going to be the doctor who would continue the research until we knew if I would either die or live forever. They were going to fire him which was what part of the disaster must have been earlier in the lab. We fought over it for a good hour before I told them if they got anyone else the project was over. Jacobs didn't take kindly to that.

I advised also that if there was going to be replacement that it would be for the nursing personnel and a new sweep of lab technicians. He took my advice and the orders would go through by the morning. While I knew he felt like he was satisfying my curiosity, I still knew something was up. A man of that rank didn't come to fire a scientist like that.

While they thought they were playing me, I had a full set of aces in my hand. Keeping Liam on was not only saving him his years of research but it was also a way for me to dig a little deeper into what else may have been planned. I could see it in Jacobs' eyes the second I got into that room that this was no longer a fair game. This was a race to the finish line of information. They wanted what I had and I needed what they already knew.

Who was to say I didn't want to know what was wrong. This was very much wrong. I didn't have a real life because of this. I didn't have real friends, family. I was an empty shell waiting for the next big event. This just happened to be the event I was waiting for and it was now being covered up.

But I had to admit, it was ballsy of them to try and keep this from me, like I didn't know there was something wrong with my own body. They just didn't expect that the lab rat would really fight back.

I was looking up at my ceiling in my bedroom. There were those glow in the dark stars just above my bed. I always liked those stars. The sky at night all in its own was the closest to home I ever felt. The sky at night was the same wherever you went. I needed something to comfort me in this turn which was taking place. I needed some sort of ground; a foundation I could simply ease my mind on.

Never did I think, in all of these years I would be fighting against the one thing that kept be going for so long. I wasn't a conspiracy theorist. I didn't believe that men could turn on their source like this and yet it seemed to be inevitable. I was just a dumb kid to them. I would always just be a dumb kid. I would be that dumb kid until my aging stopped and I was a test tube figure or it progressed severally and I was just a dying old lady on their counter tops.

This was so real. Admittedly it was a twist on my normal routine. Already seeing chief in an out of context way made me feel somewhat liberated. Shaking things up a bit may not have been a bad idea. After all, what was the worst that could happen?

The mother started knocking on my door. I could have pretended to be asleep. Usually I did this time of night although they were usually watching American Idol at this point. I had missed the past two days of school because of what happened. The facility thought it would be best if I took a load off. The parents were just being... well, parents.

"Honey, are you up?"

I rolled over and threw my legs over the bed. I took in a deep breath and prepared myself. She then opened the door and I gave her a half smile. She had a plate of cookies and some milk on a tray with a flower. I rolled my eyes as she set it on my bedside table.

"What is this for?"

She shrugged, "You haven't eaten much since you got back. I thought you might enjoy a treat."

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