Living Lifelessly

4- Black like the Night

"What is it with you today Jack" Jeff is now beside new face with a concerned look in his eye.

"Nothing I'm fine!" I shout unintentionally. "Sorry."

Felix stands around 3 meters away from everyone else, his eyes narrowed to a thin strip. My gaze is soon intruded by the girls obnoxious voice "why does he look so normal?" "Normal? What's normal? Physiologically a its approximately average in any psychological trait, as intelligence, personality, or emotional adjustment. Or b free from any mental disorder; sane. Either way I don't think I fit the mold." She razes her eyebrow and grins. My face stays in a firm stair.

"I like him he's intriguing." She notes back to our first inquiry, concluding our conversation with a sarcastic smile from yours truly. They say sarcasm is the lowest Wit but that's only because they don't know an effective way to use it.

A smile creeped upon my face - the first one in the whole time I've been here - and to my surprise - everybody's face has dropped along with their jaws.

What? What were they starring at. But before I could calculate an answer black engulfed my thoughts. My eyes melted into my skull. Black. That's all there was, is and will be. Darkness. Fear. Tension. Then it hits me, not metaphorically. His hand strikes across my face, leaving a stinging line on my cheek. "You piece of shit!"

I gingerly backed into the corner of the dining room watching his every move. With in the space of two minutes I was at the bottom of the same old stairs beaten to a pulp. Tears burned my eye socket as the fought to break free. I got up. Bad idea.

"Where do you think your going princess boy." His intimidating voice boomed from the stairs above me. "I asked you a question!"

"To my room sir." I bowed my head in respect. He said nothing more so I went to my room.

My bedroom is a small - very small - box room with a bed by a bayside window, a wardrobe and a desk with a mirror. I go to sit on my bed and stare at my newly found bruises. You could fight back you know. But if I did I would end up in more shit. But maybe you wouldn't. You could run away. Or stay. What one Jack. One. Or. Two. These voices taunt me until a loud bang shatters the atmosphere. He's gone to drink. Well, great I have at least one night of peace. I lay down and attempt to sleep.

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"Jack! JACK!" Ferocious shakes broke me from my slumber.

My eyes snap open letting light leak into the dark abyss. It took a moment for my eyes to adjust.

"You need to stop doing that. You scare the shit out of me every time." Jeff adds. I try to calculate who was the one who shook me awake yet all are sat on the designated spaces we have. Again I look around. "What are you looking for?"

"Who woke me up?" I asked

"U woke yourself up... I think." Felix answers. I now get a few weird glances from everyone. Change of subject.

"What were you staring at... Before that happened." This time new face turned around.

"Your smile. Remember how you look normal.." I nod yet even though this hurt for some reason remained in a dignified posture. "Your smile distinguishes that your not." The girl hands me a mirror. I look at her waiting for an explanation. I guess she wants me to look at myself. So I smile into the mirror but nothing. Nothing. "It has to be a genuine smile then..." New face notes and as he does he reminds me of the first time I was taken to the room. I smirk and drop the mirror. As I smile the corners of my mouth extend up to my cheek bones but not like an ordinary smile it's like it's carved into my face yet the blood that would commonly be there is replaces with ink. Black ink. That's not all my eyes. My pupils dilate creating a almost black look to my eyes.

Felix smirks. But my eyes divert to the girl who notice has lace intwined with her skin down her arms, resembling a puppet. She smiles at me. I don't return the gesture, I just get up and walk away down towards the lake.

(May be triggering)

How long does it take for somebody to drown... 20 seconds for a body to sink and I can hold my breath for a minute so about 2 minutes. Not quick enough. What about pills. No I'm practically immune to the stuff. Hanging hmmm what rope. Knife. Now that I can do.

I get my throwing knifes out and choose the best one. Yet my actions where again interrupted by upcoming footsteps.

"What are you doing?" Felix questions in a calm manner

"You don't want to know." I put them away and turn around to face him. He stood with his shoulders back, arms crossed and eyebrow raised. "I was contemplating death." He removes himself from his stone position and wraps his arms around my neck pulling me into a hug. "What are you doing?"

"I know you are struggling." My eyes dart to the back of my head once more.

Hi again. I am carrying on writing this now *nervous laugh*. I've been reading the a lot on WattPad and have realised how short my chapters are. Sorry guys love youuuuu <3