PsyCHOtic AwaKE

Sympathy

"WHAT THE FUCK" Samantha screeched, throwing the contents in her hands onto the floor. Sam reached over to the table on her left and picked up a surgical blade, she spun it in her fingers before lunging herself at Alice, who was walking in the room gripping a small box. Alice threw the box to the ground and shielded herself from the blade with both of her arms. Sam staggered back and took another swing with the knife, her hands trembling slightly. Alice blocked it once again, she grabbed Sam's hand and twisted it, disarming her.

"Stop!" Shouted Alice, "It's just a misunderstanding!"

"So you being that fuck's duaghter is a misunderstanding!?" Shouted Sam, frustrated with being lied to this whole time.

"He adopted me to use me. He used me as a test subject for horrible horrible experiments. He injected me with chemicals that would burn me from the inside out. He still uses some of chemicals he used on me to kill people"

Sam slowly calmed down, sympathy for Alice rising.

"Once I came to my senses and refused to be a testing dummy Noah got mad and started to abuse me. He threatened to kill me alot. I once tried to fight back and broke most of his equipment, but that made it worse." Alice turned her back on Sam "Noah decided he had enough. He started to develop my final chemical to test. He said it wouldn't kill me and forced the needle into my flesh. It made me only visible to insane, twisted psycho's. I knew he could still see me, but he acted as if he couldn't. He then threw me out into the asylum to roam free. I could only talk to the freaks that were locked up. It drove me to insanity." Alice wiped at a tear that plummeted down her face. "Even though our bond is still legal, I don't see him as a father at all."

Sam dropped her head. "Sorry" She whispered.

Alice stepped over the box that she previously dropped and kicked it behind her as she walked towards and out of the main door. The box drifted over to Christine, who sat in silence. She quietly picked up the box and tore it open. Her eyes lightened up at the sight of the syringes full of 'food'. She tipped the box over, letting  the syringes roll over the floor. The three of them picked two up and started to inject the liquid into their neck.

"Did you know about this Anon? Any of this?" Asked Sam quietly.

"I-I did know of  this. But not in detail" He avoided making eye contact "I didn't explain it to anyone because I didn't think you'd ever trust me or Alice again. Plus I didn't think you'd understand"

Sam sighed and walked into the grey room, after picking up another syringe. Sam began looking through some of the diaries that Alice once wrote as a child. 

The room fell silent again, Anon and Christine sat still on the sofa, not moving, just thinking. Abbie continued to lay where she was placed, her long dark purple 'hair' covering the fluxy half of her face. The pillows she laid on were stained with her flux and blood. Anon sat up and began walking over to Abbie, picking up a few syringes on the way. He slowly knelt down besides her head and moved her hair out of the way. Anon moved the needle to her neck and pierced through the flux, he squeezed the syringes contents out and picked up the next one. He did the same and discarded the syringes. Anon stood up and paused at the sight of Abbie. She began to violently cough.