Man in the Wall (Who is he?)

Chapter 31 - I'm sorry

There are very few things I dislike in life. Fewer are the things I despise. Yet I tend to use the word hate far more than need be and often for the simplest things due to irritation.

However, it's not every day that you wake up with the knowledge that an unknown being is stalking your every move. It's not every day you wake up knowing your life belongs in the hands of others and that you have lost complete control over yourself.

Yes, I have accepted the cataclysmic reality of never returning home. It's a terrible truth, but a truth I have compelled myself to face. Even though I have unwilling accepted such a tormenting reality, I hate the fact that this is what our modern society still deals with.

The trading of human beings.

Technology and science have evolved so drastically over the years, yet our mentality remains the exact same. We speak of peace and equality, yet rage war upon innocents and make sexist remarks against those who outshine, challenge or simply annoy us. The planet we live on is far from perfect. Far from complete.

Evil will always be around, lurking in the shadows, ready to pounce on innocent bystanders. I guess we never truly realize how messed up our world is until the reality of it all is staring us right in our face.

"Vacations over so get done," Steven announces as the door flies open and smacks against the wall. 

I wonder if I'll ever get used to Steven's placid tone... Jess voices and I begin to wonder the same.

I roll out of bed after breaking eye contact with him and placing my breakfast tray aside. I walk over to the closet and grab whatever tank top and shorts my hands come across, not bothering with shoes since I won't be going anywhere anytime soon.

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"Why do you want me to call you the man in the wall? That's a tad bit creepy don't you think?" I ask looking up towards the camera.

"Well, what I think is that it fits this situation best."

My eyebrows knit together in confusion and a deep frown causes a powerful wifi signal to appear on my forehead. Mom always scold me whenever I frowned, 'It'll cause you to age faster!' she warned.

"And what situation would that exactly be?"

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I walk over to my dresser for some underwear before heading to the bathroom to change. "There's no time to take a shower. Just get changed. We have to go," Steven speaks up.

Yeah, she's pretty aware of that!... Thank you, Jess. Even though he cannot hear you.

I refrain from responding to Steven and simply continue to walk. Once I'm in the bathroom, I slip off my nightwear and change into my provided daywear. I change regardless of the camera being there and Steven being able to see me through the glass panels of the bathroom door.

Those days of insecurities are long gone. Besides, both men have seen me naked before. There's no use in denying it.

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"The situation, dear Vivian, where I can see you, but you can't see me."

"Well that much is obvious." I retort while rolling my eyes.

"Then why ask?"

I climb off of the bed and collect the tray of food on the dresser. Then climb onto it again while sitting with my back straight up against the wall, using a pillow behind me for comfort. I decide to ignore his question and replace it with one of my own.