Betrayed

Revelations

I woke up, a ringing in my head like a bunch of angry bees nesting in my brain.

I tried to stand, but I couldn't. I was tied to chair, the room was dark, absolutely no lights. I reached for my wrists, looking for my furry handcuffs, but they felt cold and hard.

Now you decide to do things right?!?!

I started to move back and forth, hoping to fall and break the chair. But every time I moved, a sharp pain swept through my body.

"I would stop moving if I were you." I heard his voice, but from where. It felt like it came from everywhere. Or was that the massive headache I had.

"DONOVAN! WHERE ARE YOU?!? WHERE ARE YOU?!?" I screamed. I didn't want anything more than to rip his head off, nice and slowly. At the same time, the sharp pain ran through my heart, and left me breathless.

"Hurts, doesn't it?" I felt his voice running through the air. It was coming from everywhere.

"What... What do you mean?" I couldn't breathe, I felt cold. An cold silence ran through the room, before a sole light turned on above me. In front of me was Donovan, smiling. The dim light shining of his sunglasses and the dim light only lighting part of his face.

"I'm sorry, but we had no choice."

I couldn't help but be scared of siund of his voice. "Whaa the hell to do you mean?"

"We injected you with a virus. DEMON. It's a nasty one." His voice, no emotion, no attitude, just cold words. "The virus will spread throughout your body with every heartbeat. The more you move, the faster the drug will spread. Eventually it will incapacitate your major organs." He turned to smile at me. "Resulting in your death.'

I froze in fear. He was right. I felt it coursing through my veins, burning. My heart, it was beating extremely fast due to the fear. And each beat, brought me closer to my death.

"I thought it be best if now, we told you the truth."

"What? That you murdered my father to cover up your filthy mess. Because he did the same thing?" I spat out my hatred.

"Oh stop being so melodramatic. Your life isn't up to you. We made choices of who came in and out. Especially a little pretty number." The smile on his face grew wider.

The light went out, and the room was concealed in darkness. I felt a jolt of electricty on my neck. I screamed in pain. "AAAAAAAAARRRRRRRGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH"

I fell to my knees, trying to catch my breath. The pain grew sharper and started spreading. My screams grew louder and thoughts raced through my head. Thoughts about my mother, Jason, and then.

Allison.

I don't know how, but I fell loose. I was on my knees, trying to grasp what little air could fill my lungs

Voices filled the room, but it wasn't Donovan's, they were familiar voices.

No... No. No. NO!

"Hello son." I heard a small mousy voice. I turned slowly and in horror to see...

"Mom?" I could feel my face shrivel, my eyes blinking rapid fire, trying to make sure this was reality. "Mom, what... What are you doing here?"

Something didn't feel right, but I couldn't put my finger on it. My mom. She looked like my mom, but something was off. I felt like there was something evil... Or at least evil-er.

"My, look how far you've come. I would say I'm proud of you, except I'm not." She circled around me, eyeing me, like a tiger stalking his prey. "You're just like your father! Worhtless, never to accomplish anything. I should have left you both when I could." And just like that, the tiger pounced and attcked his prey. Her words stung, was this really my mom? The woman who looked after me and whom I loved?

I got back up on my legs, and looked around. She disappeared.

"So, Puny Alex just got knocked down a peg." I heard a new voice.

Jason?

I got up and stood back to back with him. "How did-"

"Let's just say things are going great here without you. Especially your girl, Allison."

I circled back to face him. "What do you mean?"

He smiled. A twisted smile. He was enjoying watching me suffer. "Don't worry, I'll make sure everyone gets a piece." I fell to the floor again, his words knocked me down. I was down to the point where you don't want to carry on.

Jason disappeared and I was all alone. So cold.

"You really are pathetic, aren't you?" I didn't have to think to know whose voice this was.

"Allison, you too?"  I tried to turn, but I didn't want to. If it was her... I wanted the benefit of the doubt, I stayed down.

"Surprised? You shouldn't be. What? Did you really think I would fall for you?" I stayed down, I kept thinking if any of this was real. It all felt too real, maybe I'm just in denial and Allison was right. I was pathetic.

"I guess I should thank you for showing me off at school, the boys can't seem to get enough of me. Especially Hutcherson." She smiled and twirled her hair in her fingers.

I stayed down, trying to hold back what I've been holding back since that day. "Stay down, you little emo priss."

She disappeared. Now I was alone.

I tried and tried, but I couldn't hold back anymore. For the first time since my father died, I was crying.

I almost forgot what it felt like, but Allison's words finally pushed me far enough. I cried, sobbed, I was truly pathetic.

I took one look around me.

Stop it. What are you doing? Are you really gonna give up after you've been through. Get up and fight.

I realized something. I took one look at my reflection on the black tiled floor. I started punching it, took my anger out on it. Enough anger to shattered a tile. But I didn't feel anything. I took one shard and clutched it in my hand.

This better work.

 I pulled the shard across my wrist, and watched blood pour out. But no pain. I plunged the shard into my shoulder. No pain, just blood.

This.... This wasn't real.