Room 3068

Chapter 2

Lila's Point Of View

Zayn quickly arrived with somebody to clean up the mess on the wall. The lady carried a small cart with a few items on it for cleaning. She wheeled the cart into the room, Harry eyeing the open door for a moment before she shut it. The lady looked rather old, she was probably in her late 50s, maybe even 60s. Her face was wrinkled, her brown eyes dull, her chapped lips pulled down in a frown, and her short white hair reached just below her ears. The lady hummed to herself quietly as she began scraping the food off the wall. I silently begged for her to hurry so I could get out of here, I really didn't want to be stuck in here any longer even if both the lady and Zayn were in the room with me. The lady finally finished cleaning the wall and left the room, shutting and locking the door behind her.

"Can you chain him back up again? I have to go tell Mr. Heliot what he did," Zayn said, glancing at Harry who sat on the bed, his back facing us as he mumbled things to himself.

"Who's Mr. Heliot?" I asked, raising an eyebrow at Zayn.

"Mr. Heliot is the devil," Harry said, keeping his back to us.

Zayn sighed and shook his head. "Mr. Heliot owns this place along with his wife Ms. Heliot. They want everybody to report any bad behavior to them so they can take care of it," he replied.

"Alright, I've got it, go ahead and tell him, I'll take care of Harry," I replied.

Zayn nodded and slipped out of the room, using the key he had to unlock the door from the inside. I turned to look at Harry who was now on his feet, watching me. I cautiously approached him, taking him by the forearm and leading him towards the chains on the ground. I was careful not to touch his bloody wrists for it would be painful for him and it would just be plain disgusting for me.

Harry suddenly stopped walking and firmly said, "no, I'm not being chained again." When I tried to pull him towards the chains again a low growl escaped his lips. He ripped my hands off his upper arm and pushed me back. "What if I chained you to the wall all day, how would you like it?" Harry screamed at me.

"I'm sorry but I have to, it'd be a lot easier if you didn't resist," I said, grabbing his arm again.

I tried pulling Harry to the cuffs laying on the ground again but this time he pulled my hands off of him and shoved me to the ground. He was soon on top of me, straddling my waist and using his hands to pin my wrists to the ground so I couldn't get up. Harry leaned forward, his eyes wide with anger as he stared down at me.

"I'm not letting you chain me again," he growled through clenched teeth.

My eyes widened as I stared up at him, my body began to tremble out of fear as he tightened his grip on my wrists. Harry saw my frightened face and his face seemed to soften for just a moment but it soon grew hard again. He opened his mouth to say something but he was tackled to the ground by one of the guards before any words left his lips. The guard must have heard him yelling before.

Harry thrashed around, screaming and yelling under the mans grip. He was trying to hurt the guard in anyway he possibly could but he suddenly stopped moving and just laid on the ground. The man had injected a needle of something into Harry's neck causing his whole body to go limp.

"Well, he should be much easier for you to take care of now," the guard said, standing up off the ground.

"What did you inject him with?" I asked, never taking my eyes off the limp boy in front of me who was just staring helplessly back at me.

"Oh, it's just a drug that we use on the patients when they get out of hand and we can't control them. It's not harmful, it's just used to stop them from resisting, it doesn't allow them to actually move their muscles for about five minutes so whatever you need to do with him I suggest you go do it now," the man said before he exited the room leaving me alone with an insane limp Harry.