The Right Way to Hell

Chapter 9 I'll Do Right By You

I sit the computer. The first thing I do is go to Youtube, and find the news reports. I read about other world affairs while listen to the judgmental news reporters talk about presidents, criminals, and weather. That done I finally get down to the serious stuff. I purposely chose a computer that was facing the wall. No one can see what is on the screen. I plug in the long forgotten flashdrive that the crazy doctor gave me in the computer. I never looked at it because I didn't know how long I would have been held in the Facility, but with only a month until I'm released I might as well go for it. I wait for the file to download. When it does I open it.

Case 560
Victim: Mrs. Angelica Satana, maiden name Peirce
My heart rate speeds up, and my my throat thickens.
Age: 35
Bob: 2/29/1976

I bit my lip, scooting back from the computer. I'm not ready for this. I ruby my sweaty hands on my pants leg. I notice I'm shaking a little. I squeeze my eyes shut. I exit out of it quickly deleting to file from the computer and taking out the flashdrive.

I get up from the chair. I'm irrationally pissed. Air, I need air. I grab my crutches and head out the door. The fact that I can't move as fast as I want makes me angrier. I throw my crutches down almost falling myself. I yell of in frustration. My vision goes black for a few seconds.

"Don't black out, don't black out, don't SON OF A BI ... breathe. I go to my knees and punch the ground, one, two, three times. Blood starts to paint the sidewalk. I stop.

Stumbling to my feet I see a mom and ger kid stairing at me in fear. I nod at them like nothing happened. I hop and pick up my crutches then go back into the library for my councilor.

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I walk into my room to find it empty. A wave of drowsines hits me. I ignore the feeling and walk to the bathroom. I wash my hands, not minding the throbing in my knuckles.

I walk back into the bed room and put up my book. I my crutches by my bed and get on the floor to do push ups. I stay down there until Sin comes back. Unfortunately, sin comes back almost an hour later. My arms stopped birning a while ago. A feeling of numbness has settled in. My arms were quaking like jack hammers. Sweat puddles underneath me. As soon as Sin walks in I gasp in releaf and collapse. My muscles twitch as I lay there.

Sin walks past me. I don't even try to follow him, not even with my eyes. I hear him run bathwater then walk somewhere else. Suddenly I'm being flipped onto my back.

"Silly Angel, why are you so reckless?" He ask me. I can see a smile on his face, but it looks sad. I go on instant alert. Should I ask him about it or wait. I choose the later and leave him alone.

"Sorry you have to put up with me." I apologize with a goofy smile. He giggles. And start putting on my water-proof cast sheild. I try to help him but still can't fine the energy.

"It's okay, Angel I got it." He say after noticing my struggle. He get up and go back to the bathroom. The water sounds stop. He walk back and help me stand. I wince as he do so. My whole body hurt. "What happened to your hands?" Sin ask suddenly.

I smile shyly. "The concrete looked at me funny?" I supply. He shakes his head at me.

He rises after putting my cast on and walk back to the bathroom. The sound of water cease and it's quiet once again. Reluctantly I try to drag myself off the floor with no luck. Sin comes back a hoist me off the ground by my uninjured arms. I wince a little.

"You need to stretch." He advise, being my crutch as we make our way to the bathroom.

"I think I got it from here." I let him go and prop myself on the sink. I take off my clothes. Taking notice that Sin didn't leave. I lift an eyebrow at him.