3 Hours later
Jinx's POVThe door opened once again, and my breathing became uneven once more. I knew it was Korse; I heard his boots tap loudly against the floor. He didn't speak a word, instead he walked over to me and took the cuffs off my wrist. I winced at what I saw. They were worse than they were before. The blood that had ran down my arm had now dried, but it had came from a deep cut that was now sore. I was too weak to try anything, so I just sat there until he grabbed me by my hair. He drug me over to that chair, and I was faintly struggling the whole way. He threw me onto the chair and closed the metal cuffs tighter than before. I let out a pain filled groan as the cuff dug into the already formed marks. I saw him take out a few things, including another bottle of some type of liquid. But it looked different than the Adrenaline Reducer.
"What..what is that?" I shuddered. He chuckled evilly.
"Well, I thought about what I said earlier, about injecting the pill in you. And it could actually be done!" He said. I panicked as I watched him fill the needle with the substance. I struggled against the cuffs, not caring that my wrist were already completely fucked.
"No, please don't!" I pleaded with him. He finished filling the needle and looked at me with a sinister grin.
"Struggling and pleading isn't gonna help you Charlotte. So stop trying to get away. Face it, you've lost." He stalked over to me. I refused to listen to him and struggled harder, hoping that these cuffs would budge. He grabbed my arm and I began to silently cry.
"Stop! Please!" I shouted with whatever voice I had left. I was terrified of needles, yes. But I was more afraid of what was in it.
"Shhhhhh.. Don't struggle to much. This is already gonna hurt more the Adrenaline Reducer. That goes into your veins. This however, does not." He said. He stuck the needle in my arm and I cried out, not from the pain, but the fact that I was just injected with Better Living Industries pills. I had let them take my innocence, my creativity, and my freedom away from me.
He finished and took the needle out. I was sniffling and crying quietly. He smirked a malicious smirk and spoke.
"See, that wasn't so bad was it?" He said. He took out a remote from the cabinet and hit a button. Suddenly a screen came down in front of me. He sat the chair up so I could see the screen and pulled a strap over my head. I tried to turn it to the other side but I couldn't.
"So why don't you sit back and relax? You've earned it, Charlotte." He said. He left the room and the light above me turned off leaving me in the darkness.
The screen turned on, and a black and white swirl appeared. I tried so hard to ignore it. To close my eyes and drown it out. But it was talking to me. It said my name

"Common Toxic Jinx, you know you want to look.."
"Keep smiling Toxic Jinx.."
"It'll make you feel better, Toxic Jinx.."
Well, what would be the harm at just peaking at it? They were only trying to help.
'No! The pills are trying to get in my head! Get out!' I thought.
I was loosing. The pills were taking over my mind and body until, my memories started to fade away. All of the memories with Party were leaving me. Then suddenly, I couldn't remember anything. I was feeling myself slip away.
And soon, I was slowly opening my eyes. Once they opened I couldn't keep my eyes off the screen.
I had lost myself.
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Toxic Dreams (A MCR/Killjoy Fic)
FanfictionToxic Jinx was just your normal Killjoy. Or, if you can call it normal. She just wants what every Killjoy strives for: To take down Better Living Industries. She's always been a simple one. Never needed help from anyone. But that all changes one sh...