Running From The Past

Chapter 33

"And that my friend is my story! Finally one of you normals actually fucking listened to what I've been saying!" Charlie laughed.

She was still sat in her chair watching Dr Zieno banging on the door again shouting for the guards outside.

"Open the door!" She shouted once again.

"They can't hear you! It's pretty obvious otherwise they would have opened the door by now," Charlie  stated like it was the most obvious thing on earth.

"What have you done?" The psychiatrist turned to her pointing an accusing finger at her.

"Moi! How dare you! I've been here the entire time I couldn't have done anything...or could I?" Charlie asked herself.

She laughed at the psychiatrists shocked face.

"I'm kidding I'm kidding! I haven't done anything! Somebody else has!" Charlie laughed.

The psychiatrist walked over very slowly and sat down in her chair. She fiddled with her fingers and looked Charlie in the eye. Charlie glared back at her smirking.

"Charlie I have a feeling you know something I don't...will y oh tell me what it is?" The Dr asked quietly in a soft voice.

Charlie grinned and pursed her lips together tightly. She snooker her head and burst of with laughter.

"I'll never tell..." She grinned at her.

"Charlie please! I'm begging you what's going on!" The doctor asked more urgently this time.

Charlie's grin vanished and her face turned stone cold.

"What? You want me to tell you?  You know I would but... why should I?" Charlie's brows furrowed and she looked the psychiatrist in the eye. "For months now over and over and over again I've asked you, begged you to help me! To stop the electroshock therapy that erased my memory for all these months...to listen to what I was saying! And you didn't...you didn't help me...you knew I was falling apart piece by piece and you did nothing? And now your asking me to help you? After all you've sat and watched be done to me and now you want my help? The only thing I can say to you now is I hope you get what's coming for you...I really really do..." tears rolled down her cheeks.

A loud knock came on the metal door and the sound of the lock being messed with entered Charlie and the doctors ears.

"Charlie please! I'm sorry but I couldn't do anything to help! It was for your own good! But please Charlie...what's going on?" The psychiatrist pleaded for a final time.

"I can't believe you...I've just sat there and told you why I'm not helping you...and you don't care?" Charlie spat with hatred.

"Charlie I did! I just want to know what's happening! I need to know if we're in danger! I have a family to look after!"

"So did we...I had my siblings, I had Red, I had a family...I had the girls and they had me and their family's...but none of you care...after all we've been through...no one cares...Captain has us to look after to try make up for her brother and sister and we love her for it...she went to prison to protect us, she would die for us! Would you go to prison to protect the people you love? Would you die for them?" Charlie asked.

"I would do anything to protect them...but I wouldn't go as far as to die for them!..." the doctors answered confused.

"Ill make sure they know that for you..." Charlie spat.

"But you can't...your in here-" the doctor started.

The heavy door flew open and slammed against the door, stopping the woman mid sentence. The dust blocked the view of who was in the door way. Ten men entered and surrounded Charlie and the psychiatrist. Two helped Charlie out of the straight jacket while the rest aimed their guns at the doctor. Charlie hadn't seen them before in her life.

"Not for long she ain't!" A voice said from the doorway. 

Charlie looked through the clearing dust and grinned at who she saw. Stood leaning against the wall swinging Charlie's bat, blowing her bubble gum and looking as badass as ever was her new favourite person in the world.

"How you doing Charles?" Captain grinned and popped her bubble.