Broken

11: Back to Reality

By the way, I added spaces in the last part so it might be a little less confusing

My throat is tight, I can barely breathe. I open my eyes, and snap to a sitting position. A pair of green eyes are staring at me. Andy.
"Do you want a glass of water?" Andy asks.
"Excuse me?" It comes out like a cough.
Toby gives Andy a cup full of water, Andy offers it to me.
"Do you think I'm gonna drink that? After what you've done to me?" My voice clearer now, "How would I know if there was poison in that?"
"Good point." Andy tries to wipe a smirk off of his face.
I sigh and take the glass out of his hand. I sniff it, it smells clear. Would it even make a difference? I feel horrible; head throbbing, heart pounding against my chest, sore throat, I can't feel my feet. I take my chances and drink the water.
"Better?" Andy says.
"Sure," I rub my eyes. "What happened?"
"We just Scanned you... And that's only part one, it's gonna get a lot worse for you."
"What's next?" I groan.
"Wow, your taking this easier than I thought."
"What the hell am I supposed to do?"
"Okay, just... relax and stay still for a moment."
Toby hands over a needle to Andy.
"What-" I speak too late.

Andy sticks the needle in my throat. Andy steadies my head to the ground. Numbness traps me again.

***

I awake slowly. My head feels worse. God, I feel like I'm gonna throw-up. My eyes open to see Andy and Toby again.
"Only two more left," Andy whispers.
Another needle, more darkness.

***

My breaths become even faster. Everything feels numb. I cough. My ears are ringing.
"Please," I wheeze, "No more! I can't!"
"You're doing great. Just one more." I hear a voice say faintly.

I don't feel the needle. I barely notice my mind shutting down.

***

I gag. Every part of me feels heavy. I open my mouth, I can't breathe. I realize that my eyes are already open. I see Andy's eyes scanning me, worried. He checks my pulse and shouts something to Toby. Toby doesn't look at me. Some people dressed in white rush to my side yelling commands at each other. I feel something cover my mouth. I suck as much as I can. It feels nice, warm. My eyes roll back and let the warmness embrace me.

***

My head still throbs, but slightly less than before. I can breathe. I gaze at the lights till my eyes start to hurt. I see Toby at the back of the room, looking at his feet.
"Your done part two," Andy smiles at me. But his smile isn't filled with happiness, but more of relief.
"How many 'parts' are there?" I croak.
"One more left for you," The corners of his mouth turn down to a frown.
"Which is?" I allow a hint of curiosity in me.
"Vicky will decide what will happen to you next"
"What are the options?"
"Kill you, let you out or do more tests... But I think you're done with tests,"
"Good,"
We sit in silence for awhile until a women calls me, to see Victor probably.

I sit on a chair, dribbling my fingers on my knee. I stop abruptly and stare into Victor's eyes.
"Hello Jordyn," His eyes are empty black pits.
"Make it quick" I say tersely.
"Not so nice," He tilts his head, "So you've done very well on your tests and now I should decide how I'm gonna kill you."
"Not very nice either, killing innocent little girls. You must be so satisfied with yourself," I spit. "You even lied to the people that work here, telling them that you'd 'let them go!' I never should have believed that crap."
"Wise. Or so you think. You don't even know what you are!" Victor's voice rises. "I think I've decided how I'm gonna kill you!"
Victor takes a gun out of his pocket. I hear a click.
"Don't feel bad," I say evenly, "A lot of people don't have talent."
His finger squeezes around the trigger. This is it.
"I'll count down for you," He says, "5... 4... 3... 2..."

The gunshot doesn't come.

"What, are you scared?" I probably shouldn't say this to a man who's about to kill me.
But he doesn't move. He doesn't blink or flinch.

"Now you owe me two."