The girl who shouts

Chapter 2

The cell is made of concrete. The door is made of concrete, heavy enough that only a vampire could open it. The cell has a small cot on the left side against two walls. The toilet and sink are straight across from the cot. The cell is more than enough privacy to drive anyone insane. The only source of light is a small window, to small for me or my wolf to crawl out. That is, if I could even shift. Whatever they gave me yesterday knocked my wolf out, but good.

I look down at any damage that had been caused only to see that nothing had been damaged and if it had, I wouldn't be able to tell over the rawness caused by my brains way of coping with last nights messed up unfolding. As soon as it was apparent to me that my marks had been caused by myself, I hung my head in shame. 'Again Aria, how foolish are you?' she could hear his voice ring out in her head like a memory. This was a memory in a way.

3 months earlier
His smile radiated as he walked up to me, my mate. His smile faded as he looked at the sweater I wore. 'A sweater? In this heat?' He asked himself. He cautiously looked at my wrist and held out his hand, Palm up. I placed my wrist in his hand, knowing there was no reason to fight him anymore. "Again Aria, how foolish are you?" His voice of disappointment and frustration rang in my head like a bell and i immediately looked at my shoes for comfort, knowing he doesn't understand. "How can anyone ever Think about taking a blade to their skin? It's such a pointless action. It gets you nowhere, Aria!!!" His voice was beginning to rise and I started to cry. His lecture stops and he pulls me into his arms, against his chest. He holds me close and his voice softens. "I'm sorry sweetie. I'm so sorry. Please, I'm just worried. Was it my fault?" I looked up to him, pain radiating from my heart. How could he even think that?

"Of course not. Your my reason to stop. I just, had a slip up is all. It happens, okay?" I looked up at his teary face. He kissed my forehead long and hard, knowing I just needed this hug. This moment.

When he had asked if it was his fault that day, my heart broke. This would be the same case of it weren't his fault but this time, it was. And I despised him for what he had done to me. The mark on my neck pulsed at the thought of despising him. It wasn't possible when this mark was made of love. That was before. This was now. I don't even care if he comes for me because, I was going to kill myself anyways. May as well allow myself the torture I deserve. "You don't mean that. You love our mate and he loves us. You had another moment and I get that but really, you went over board. Don't even think about letting us die, missy because he would not survive long without us; no matter how angry he was." Oh look, she's back. I rolled my eyes, still to weak to shift. I ignored my wolf and started whistling the doctor who theme song, in efforts of pissing off my captor. This will be fun.

I begin to sing the song the theme, scream it even.
"DOOOWEEEEOOOOOOOO DOOODODOOOOOOOO" I begin the knock on the concrete and dance around.

Finally, I get bored of this and begin to sing nursery rhymes.
"ALOUETTE GENTI ALOUETTE, ALOUETTE GENTI DÉPLUMER" I go over the gory French song, each horrifying verse louder then the last.

"AND NEXT WE HAVE A FINE PIECE OUR STATION LIKES TO CALL, THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS, ENJOY!" I pretend to be a radio announcer. "THIS IS THE SONG THAT NEVER ENDS AND IT GOES ON AND ON MY FRIENDS PEOPLE STARTED SINGING IT NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS THEN CONTINUED SINGING IT FOREVER JUST BECAUSE"

My wolf groans as I continue my annoying banter for  three hours until finally a vampire comes barging into my cell, pissed right off. I smile." Well it's about time. Can you kill me now? I'm bored." He vampire huffs loudly in response and hisses at her, closing the door. As if that intimidated me In any way.

The tormenting continued until finally the vampire walked back in with four sets of handcuffs, duck tape and a chain. I look at him with a straight face as he casually walks up to me. He wouldn't do it. Not even a chance.

20 minutes later

Well, he did it. Here I am, sitting on my cot, hands cuffed together, cuffed hands cuffed to the cots frame, me on my side, both ankles cuffed to the cot, a chain round my neck connecting to the cot and to add to my embarrassment, duck tape going around my head; hair included. Why am I such a damn smartass? Some people just don't know when to quit. "Your telling me." I mentally flip my wolf off for that comment and she just laughs.

I suddenly feel incredibly worried and sad but the thing is, they aren't my emotions. They belong to Darius.

I hope he's okay.
NO! Your mad at him remember?
Yeah, but he is my mate 
NO! He was ready to throw you out!
He probably didn't even mean it.
Oh? Well then why hasn't he come looking for you?
Maybe he thought I was just hiding out.
Yeah. Sure. That's it.
Stop! He's my mate!
He doesn't even love you anymore
Lie!
Pathetic.
He's probably worried sick.
Doubt it. Who would look for me of all people?
Darius!
Nope.
Yes.
Nope
Yes.
"Fucking stop, your going bush crazy and you aren't even in the woods, fuck!" My wolf began to yell at me, cutting off my internal battle. "And yes, he will be coming for us. I can feel the devotion from his wolf. It covers him like a bucket of water. Hold up a little while longer" for once, she was completely right. I had to calm down and wait. Wait until he came or, until I could find a plan.

It was then that the idea came to me. How impossible it was, stupid even. Stupid enough to work.

Hey guys. Sorry about the uneventful play out of this chapter, I hoped to add some humour to a rather bad situation. This is really just a space filler
-Chloe