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Elle's P.O.V

I woke up to metal sliding against metal and I turned around from my spot in the corner to find Jake and another older man standing in the doorway.
"Go away Jake" I said dryly, my voice hoarse
"No" he stood firm "we're not leaving"
"Jake" I warned
"No!" He shouted and I flinched "now Elle this is Clyde, Clyde this is Elle" he introduced us all anger and harshness from his voice before long gone and Clyde stepped forward to shake my hand. I backed further into the corner and hissed, the ears on top of my head bent backwards like a cats. He pulled his hand back good choice I thought
"Go away" I growled
"No Elle we're not going" Jake insisted "your coming with us-"
"Jake!" I shouted "remember what happened last time. Huh! You" I stood up and marched towards him and poked him in the chest with my sharp claws hard enough to draw blood, the black substance trickled down my finger, but I didn't care " you locked my sorry ass back in this friggin place Jake," I jabbed him again pushing him against the wall "you betrayed me Jake, you work for them and instead of helping me you helped them Jake" I screeched "you chose them over me now I don't know if I will ever be able to trust you again now just...leave me alone" I sniffled tears threatening to spill from my eyes and I walked back to the corner and sat down and tears started to spill from my eyes. I heard footsteps and started to run my claws against the metal drawing a dagger. The noise was like nails on a chalk board but I didn't care, as long as it hurt them, I didn't hurt me. The footsteps ran away and I got up and locked the Door again. I vaguely remember falling asleep and I had a dream, I dream about darkness and betrayal, everything my life had become.

I slowly opened my eyes to a dark room, I was on a bed not the cold, hard asylum floor. I stood up frantically where was I last? where am I? what happened? The thoughts raced through my mind. I heard a creak and I turned around to find Jake
"Jake!" I screeched. He jolted upright and I slapped him across his face so hard that it would probably leave a mark for like a month or something.
"Ow!" He wailed "what the hell was that for Elle! Huh? I just stop you from cutting yourself and this is how you treat me?"
"I never did no such thing!" We were both shouting now
"Shut up some people are still trying to sleep here!" Came a muffled yell from the room next door. I looked over at the alarm clock 2:15am.
"You know what Jake" I said in a deadly calm tone "go find some other girl to chase around and ruin her life not mine" and with that I stormed out it was dark in the hallway but there was just enough light for me to see where I was going so I set off at a steady run thank goodness I was on the Mars run back home I heard a door being pushed forcefully closed and I heard Jake shouting out for me but I kept going. After what felt like forever of running I spotted an air vent and skidded to a halt I tried to jump for the vent but I was just to short. Footsteps. There was a bucked by the wall so I raced over and got it then put it under the vent. The footsteps were getting louder. I carefully stood on the bucket and I actually had to duck to avoid hitting my head on the ceiling. I carefully and quietly pushed open the air vent and quickly jumped  in, the bucket falling over. I quickly  put the vent cover back on just in time to see Jake and the man Clyde I think his name was and another guy, he looked about my age with slick black hair and an amazing tan with a 6 pack oh my god he's not wearing A shirt i quickly shielded my eyes as they stopped below the vent gasping for breath. I'm not even puffing.