The Tale Of The Zones: Bondaged (Book 2)

Chapter 8: Happy Pills

It has been days since they captured her and took the only thing she had left.

I watch on the cameras. Watch her sob uncontrollably and scream until her throat was raw. Trying to bang on the double-sided mirror.

She was still strong and determined like she was before.

"KILL ME! JUST KILL ME ALREADY!" she screams, then coughs, wipes her eyes, then repeats it all again.

I feel a single tear roll down my cheek. I thought the pills were supposed to make all these emotions go away. Why won't they work for me?

I look down at my hands and release a long sigh as I look around the plain, boring room.

The whole city consisted of just white and gray.

We wear black because we are prisoners.

I just sit in my chair and look through the security cameras once again, watching every single prisoner and captors that BLi has captured.

I find my self back on Toxic Kitten's cell.

I'm still staring at her. She is now just sitting there.

No screams, not even a whisper, and no movement what's so ever.

This is very bad..... She can't stop... It signifies that she has given up.

And if she has given up, it means she is broken. She can't be broken. Because I know from experience that broken things cannot be fixed.

I zoom in the cameras in her face.

Her blue eyes were now dull, and cheek bones sunken in.

Her eyes were so red and puffy, skin so pale.

She looked terrible.

I take a closer look at her eyes. They don't have the hope and joy they had before. They don't shine ad bright ad they used to.

They've taken the light behind her eyes.

I don't believe she can be fixed this time around.

She has no one here. I can't help her. At least after The Colored Party, she had Val Velocity, Cherri Cola and all of the others.

I snap out of my thoughts as I see one of the workers go into her room to switch out her bandages.

He hesitates before walking in, but she just looks up at him with sad eyes as she just sat there.

The times he has come in before, she would always out up a fight, screaming, scratching at him in any way she can.

But this time, she let's him do his work.

I want to help her. I need to help her.

No. What I need to do is talk to Cho.

She promised she wouldn't hurt them. She promised she would keep peace with the killjoys, yet she takes the last of the Fabulous Five and takes away her sanity.

I hear the door creak open from behind me.

I look and see the man in the suit who was fixing her up, his hazel eyes seen through the mask.

"She okay?" I ask.

He removes his mask, running a hand through his short, black hair.

"She isn't the same." He said, looking down at the ground.

"Did you talk to her before they locked her in the room? Before they exterminated the little one?" I ask, averting my eyes away from him.

"Yeah.... I did a little bit. I told her everything would be okay."

I scoff, "Biggest lie ever told. Cho told us the same thing." I start to get angrier by the second. I put my arms up and yell,"she told us it would be okay and look where it got us. Where it got her!"

I stare at him, and all he does is look me straight in the eye. He stays silent, but I could tell that he is thinking of something to say.

I shake my head and turn away to exit the room. I don't care if my shift is over or not, I need to get some air.

"We are in dark times right now. But we can get out of this. And don't yell at me about this mess. It was you who got yourself into it. Not only yourself, but everyone else. Just have hope. That's all I'm saying."

Surprisingly, I don't get angry. I look back, then huff.

"You're right. I'm sorry."

He puts a hand on my shoulder,"It will be okay. Sometimes you have to kind of die inside in order to rise from your own ashes. We will get out of this. And we will help her."

I swallow and nod, avoiding eye contact with him. I move a strand of my dark hair out of my eyes and look back up to the cameras.

I see her staring straight at the camera.

Still silent. Her eyes still dull.

"I'm gonna see her tonight." He says.

"Cho won't let you. I already tried to." I respond.

"Who said Cho is gonna find out?"

I stare at him and he had a mischievous grin on his face.

I smile a little, "I'll let you know if one of the others is on camera duty tonight so you can. Or I can try to work am extra shift.

"Thanks buddy. What are your other plans today?"

I breathe out a heavy sigh,"Find Cho. Talk to her and figure out what the hell is going on and of she will call it off."

His eyes go wide,"I doubt she will have the heart to do that. But good luck." He leaves a hand on my shoulder and then leaves the room.
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The cold, stale air within the building gives me chills. Ever since I came her, it is nothing but the same routine everyday. All I see is blurs of white and gray. Emotionless zombies everywhere

I make my way towards her office, and I walk past Toxic Kitten's cell.

I make a stop and stare in. I can't see anything, but I know she is on the other side of the door.

I shake my head and keep going. I need to talk to Cho. Not Toxic. Besides, she will have company tonigt.

I go down the long, gray, boring halls like I do everyday. I put a smile that's not too big, nor too small.  But just the right size that can get past BLi.

If they find out the pills haven't been really working on me, they will probably up the dosage or experiment me.

I want to still feel. Some people may say that feeling nothing at all would be better than being depressed or angry.... But it isn't. You just don't feel human. It is as if something takes over you, like something possesses you. Like you yourself isn't even there anymore, yet you still know what surrounds you. Because you can't feel. You aren't you.

I've only felt like this a couple times, when I first started taking the pill, but I guess my body is resisting it. It barely works.

Right now I'm glad to have the pill because if not, I wouldn't be emotionally stable. I'd go crazy to try and get Toxic out of here. But like I said, the medication still has an effect on me.

I am now at the office door of Cho.
I put on that Better Living Industry smile, and stare blankly at the door as I knock.

Yes, just because the pulls wipe away emotions does not mean that the minions can't question her.

But I may snap of she does any other tricks, or has a pathetic excuse.

I hear the sound of heels clicking to the ground approach the door. It opens up, revealing her cold, dark eyes.

"We need to talk." I say, in a monotone voice.