𝙛𝙡𝙤𝙬𝙚𝙧 𝙩𝙧𝙚𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙨𝙨 || monstax

04

Can you really say you hate this?

-Bebey
two months ago

The officers brought me into a narrow changing room. They didn't had many female prisoners so this area was never really used, means that it was quite clean and looked nice there.

They gave me one of those orange overalls and a white shirt underneath it, before telling me that I get five minutes to change before they will bring me somewhere else again.

I sighed in exhaustion when both men finally left the room for me to change, before I quickly pulled off my dirty clothes and slighted into the neat and clean prisoners outfit.

It didn't feel right.

Is this really me?, I thought, staring in the mirror, they had fixed onto the wall of the room. I still didn't look like a bad guy, I still looked like two months before, but something has changed.

I looked down at my hands.

How is this possible? How did I survive this? Why did they die but I didn't?

So many questions were still roaming my mind as if there wasn't anything else to do than making my head turn, giving me headaches at days and nightmares as soon as I managed to sleep in.

I balled my hands to fists and turned my head away from the mirror.

Who am I? I grew up with my fosters parents. I always thought it was because of financial problems, that my family gave me away, but what if I already was like this as a child? Maybe I killed them, maybe they sent me away because I was dangerous.

Isn't this a good place to stay then? Prison? Where the bad people get locked away from public?

But the people here aren't save from me either.

I tried to focus all my strength into my fingertips, patiently waiting for anything to happen, that my powers are appearing again, but nothing happened. I didn't feel anything, but as long as I'm considering myself as the one who caused the death of my classmates, I have to be careful with other people.

I had enough time to think and make my mind clear about this - I want to find out what's wrong with me. I must be tough from now on! No crying anymore! From now on I'm a prisoner, a tough girl, someone the people should be afraid of so they don't come close to me!

That means I can't stay here and sit my whole life in this jail, instead of searching for answers
and that's when those boys next to my lock-up get interesting.

After the five minutes were over, the guards came back and brought me to the great hall. "It's free time", they said and explained that all the non-dangerous rated prisoners get a few hours to spend here every day, walk around and talk to others so they won't get bored and do shit. It should bring them back into social life with other people after being locked in here for so long.

With those words, they left me in this hall made out of concrete, which only offered some tables and benches to sit and access to the toilets.

At first I stood a bit clueless in front of the door the guards just pushed me through, until I heard a familiar voice, shouting my name.

"Bebey!", Minhyuk was screaming from one of the tables, where he sat with four other guys. He was making heavy waving gestures until I finally walked over to them. The overall was a bit too big for me so I had to pull it up my shoulder a few times while getting there.

"Guys!", Minhyuk started, as he jumped of the desk and walked next to me. "This is Bebey, our new neighbor." He put his arm around my shoulder, as if we are already old friends, but when his hand touched my bare skin, I shivered and stepped to the side.