Locked Up

Chapter 6 (Revised)

Shyla's P.O.V.

"He's a horrible person, just don't let him know that I told you about his past," Ace speaks, getting ready to change my mind about my new friend.

"Why would I even bring that up with him. That is like the most idiotic thing I could do," I say, laughing at his request.

"You wouldn't say it, you show it. You will end up showing him that you are afraid. Afraid of him. Afraid of his ways. You can't do that, it makes you an easier target," He rough voice says from his cell.

"Okay, well let's get on with the explaining, I'm tired Ace," I tell him and only moments later I yawn.

"When I was first admitted here, there was already a girl here, she was in your cell actually. Her name was Evangeline. We started talking, just like you and I did and became close friends. She wasn't someone I'd usually be friends with, but it's kinda lonely here. Anyways, we'd always talk at lunch and play a game of checkers or something cheesy. One day, Alex came and sat down, wrapping his arm around her. I remember being really upset with him, she was my friend and I didn't want to be replaced," Ace pauses as the memories flash back to him.

"I hated him so much Shyla, I really did. I barley even liked Evangeline but something about Alexander drove me insane. I knew he was up to something, but I wasn't sure what it was but I never kept my eyes off him. of course, I finally figured it out after I was too late. He raped her Shyla. He took advantage of her innocence and destroyed her whole life," Ace tells me before I cut him off.

"How would he even do that? People are always watching everywhere," I tell him, the second factor that makes this story unbelievable.

"There is one day a year, no one watches the security tapes. The man who usually does has one vacation day. That day, Alex asks Smith to let him use the restroom on the middle of the night. There are spare keys hidden in a room by the cafeteria, which Alex would know about," He explains.

"Did he- did he kill her?" I ask him, completely scared to here the answer.

"Of course not, he'd get in loads of trouble. He didn't take her life, but he definitely took her sanity. She's been moved to the top floor, where the beyond crazy people are held," He says in an extremely harsh and almost frightening voice.

"Somewhere where Alexander clearly belongs," He mumbles in a growl.

"I'm so sorry Ace- I didn't know," I tell him in fear of his anger. In realization of my fear, Harry calms down a bit.

"I'm sorry Shyla, I'm scared too. I don't want anything to happen to you," he sighs softly. I gently laugh at his statement of fear.

"You? Afraid? I thought I'd never hear you say that!" I tell him as an attempt to ease us off of the horrific topic.

"Well I am. Unlike Evangeline, I actually like you."

Later that day, I head to lunch as usual but with a pit of fear lurking in my stomach. Time to face him, Alex. How am I supposed to act? He can't know how much he scares me. Should I act like nothing is wrong and just look out for any bad signs? Or should I just attempt to avoid him? I never should have talked to him. Ace was right, again.

I look around before spotting him. Choosing the table in the corner farthest from him, I sit down. Of course, with my bad luck, he notices me anyways and heads my way.

"Hi Shy," He greats me with a charming yet threatening smile.

"Uh, hi," I tell him awkwardly, slightly panicked.

"How are you?"

"I'm okay, uh, I need to use the restroom," I tell him before standing up and running over to Smith. I can't tell him that I am afraid of his sibling, so I request to use the ladies room. He escorts me down the hallway to the room. As I enter, I notice the creaky and broken stalls. The third stall lacks a door while the others are covered in rust. I can't imagine how long this place has been here. I walk into a stall to the beat of water dripping from a broken faucet.

Gently, I climb to stand upon the toilet and lean against the wall. Moments later, I here the room door creak open, probably Smith looking for me.

As they enter, I notice it is a male voice, but more like a child than a man. He is singing a lullaby, one that my mum used to sing to me.

"Hello?" I question while exiting my stall. As I spot the boy, he is about six in age, with green eyes. When he sees me, he pauses and his eyes widen in terror. Slowly, he backs up into the corner.

"Don't hurt me," he mumbles quietly.

"I'm not going to hurt you, what's your name?"

"But she did, the last girl. She hurt me," he tells me.

"Not all people are the same," I inform him, suggesting that I wouldn't abuse him. With my words, he heads to the door and disappears. I follow right behind him, but once I exit he is no where in sight.

"Did you see that little boy? He just left the bathroom right before me," I ask him.

"No one left the bathroom but you Shyla. Come on, it's time to go back to your cell," he answers me with a look of concern on his face. He was right there! I saw him. Blue eyes with curly hair, just like Ace's.

"Are you sure?" I ask him.

"Positive."

I could swear on my life that someone was there. Could I have hallucinated? It seemed so real, his chestnut hair was only feet away, I could discern the fear in his voice, as if it was tangible. In a complete haze, I approch my cell. There is something more to this place than a bunch of criminals locked up. There was no possible way my brain could come up with something that realistic. I spend the rest of the day thinking, trying to find out a cause of what is happening. As I lay down on my cot, I realize that tonight will be just as insomnic as the last.

 Revised on 9/18/14

{ugh this week has been so stressful. I'm on crutches and now I will be getting a wheelchair and my school trip to Washington D.C. has been cancelled so this update is even worse, shorter and later than usual. I'm sorry! But what do you all think happened with that boy in the bathroom? And Shyla and Ace meeting?¿? everything is so suspenseful I feel bad to be leaving you like this but gtg sleep lol.

oh btw THANKS SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS OMG ILY ALL

please keep it up with the response because you are the reason I am still writing and this is really long bye.

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