Selena doesn't know much about how she came to become a prisoner in an institution known to the public as the place where natural phenomenons occur, a place where people come in order to control the unique powers that they possess. Little did they k...
Upon seeing me on the screen, Theo begun wriggling in his constraints, frantically trying to free himself. For some sick and twisted reason, it made me want to smile. But then Arthur's face poisoned me his smile and my face was a mask of contempt once again.
Arthur walked over to Theo, reared his fist back and punched him square in the face. The impact knocked him out and I had to keep my face stoic and act like it hadn't bothered me. It shouldn't have bothered me. But it did. Boy, it fucking did.
I clenched my jaw hard, trying not to let my powers control me like they tend to do when I get angry. I needed to be in control of them this time.
I could tell Arthur meant business. There were no smirks, no laughing, no bullshit.
"I'm gonna cut you a deal, Selena." He walked around Theo's unmoving body and brought his face close up to the camera, "You get lobotomised."
I drew in a breath when I heard the words leave his awful mouth. I clenched both my fists, trying to show him that his offer had no bothered me, but I couldn't hide it anymore. He was asking me to practically give up my life for some guy I just met. Yeah, maybe I felt sick to my stomach at the fact that Arthur had knocked him out and he may never wake up. Yeah, he came all the way here to rescue me(under suspicious circumstances I am yet to find out), but there was no way that man was coming anywhere near my brain.
Other than that, it raised questions. If Arthur wanted to lobotomise me, why would he keep me here for so long, make me do all these experiments and record me if he just planned to lobotomise me anyway?
"Why would you do that?" I choked out, my voice coming out disjointed and weak.
His eyes pierced through the screen, every part of me screamed to look away, but I stood my ground, "You're a risk, Selena, you're volatile. Yes, you've made me money and yes your powers could be used as a weapon, but, you cannot be controlled. This way, you can be controlled." The look in his eyes unnerved me, the look in his eyes resembled my captor, crazy and inhumane. Everyone here was.
"You're insane," I said, "You're insane!"
My words seemed to light a fire under him because his eyes became a ball of fury. He grabbed a gun from his pocket, raised it and pointed it at Theo's chest. I held my breath.
"I'm insane! You think I'm insane, I'll fucking show you insane, you son of a bitch!"
"Wait! Stop, Arthur, okay, I'll do it, I'll let you lobotomise me." I could feel the tears sliding down my face, could taste the salt on my tongue, like my anger was seeping out of my body and was replaced by helplessness. It was the weirdest thing, feeling helpless, I usually had my powers to rely on, but I didn't know what I could do. I was bound to a chair that's controlled by a button that could reduce me to a pile of ash and bone, Arthur was god knows where with the one person who actually seemed to care about me in some way, care about me enough to want to set me free.
The manic look in Arthur's eye seemed to dwindle as he lowered the gun, shoved it back into his pocket and smiled, "Good answer, you always did care too much." He quipped, "Do what you need to do, Myers, then bring her to me."
Myers nodded and shut the television off, turning to face me. Before I could comprehend what he was going to do next, he was pressing the button and everything went black.
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When I finally awoke, my head was hammering furiously. There was a harsh light above, I was about to use my hands to shield my eyes from the light, but came to the realisation that they were bound to my side. I tried to free my hand when I realised they were bound. I started to regain my senses and the panic set in, my breathing increased and i felt like I was trapped. It felt like I was in a tiny room that has no room to move or to breathe.
"Calm down, Selena, this will all be over soon." I didn't recognise the voice, but the words did nothing to subdue my panic. I frantically looked around the room, my ears on high alert and my eyes wide and focused. I didn't recognise anything in the room, I had never been here before. All I could remember was being in that in front of all those people. The cameras, the experiment, the lights...Theo.
I felt my head being touched by unfamiliar hands and seeing unfamiliar faces. They were strapping something around my head, my eyes travelled around the room until they settled on a device next to the operating table I was most likely lying on. It had a dial on it with numbers etched into it. It looked familiar; my breathing picked up as I felt my senses kick in, my bodies natural response to danger being stimulated. I needed to find a way to flee, because they were about to put god knows how much electricity straight through the my brain.
"No," it came out weak at first, without conviction, unsure, "No!" I tried to move my hands, but they were bound, everything was bound. I was an animal again, they're little caged pet that they kept locked up for their own benefit. They all used me for money, everything in this world seems to be driven by money, it'll make people go mad. How is it that I'm the only locked away in this prison for being different, for having these capabilities, but people like Arthur, like Myers are free to do as they please when they are the real bad men?
Nothing was fair anymore. I was about to become a vegetable; I was about to be discarded like I was trash, used and then tossed out. All my life that's all I've known, people entering my life for their own self gain, nobody entering it because they wanted to, because they cared about me.
Enough was enough. I was done being that piece of trash that gets used and abused. I was nobodies pet, not anymore. This place has screwed me over too many times; they aren't going to win this time. This time, they're going to get what they deserve. Times up, revenge is early.
It was involuntary. I felt an eruption inside of me that couldn't be contained inside my body, it needed to be released. It had been growing, festering for my entire life. All the anger, the hurt and betrayal I've ever felt was projected into a earth-shattering shriek that made everything seem like it was going in slow motion. All the glass in the windows smashed, shards flying everywhere. One of the pieces of glass cut straight across a mans throat and he crumpled to the floor. My body jolted up in the bed as I unleashed all my retribution. The lights were going crazy, flickering on and off like something out of a horror movie.
I am not a prisoner. I am not a pet. I am not trash.
My hands scrambled to my head,pulling off the instrument that was put there and throwing it with all my might against the wall. There were several bodies crumpled against the walls and shards of glass lying all over the floor. I was barefoot, but I didn't care. I set my foot on the floor and made my way to the door.
