This is the part of me

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An excruciating pain took over my already weak body, and I struggle to control the raging force within me. I growled, and, with a devilish laugh, dispelled the pain with a flick of my hand. "Really? I've picked up a few tricks here and there. I don't think your spells work on me now. Now, if you'll allow my cousin over there to come down, I want to talk." I sneered, my gaze softening when it settled on Newt. The man sighed, and, with a dismissive wave, Newt was allowed down. I hugged him tightly, and I didn't want to let go for fear of being taken again. "Newt. Don't hate me." I mumbled guiltily. He sighed, and I let my shoulders drop, disappointed. "You hate me." I stated quietly. Newt shook his head wildly. "No! Don't say that! I'm not mad. Ok. I am a little bit, but not at you. Them. They put you here." He sighed, and I clenched my jaw. " I'm gonna get you out, okay? Don't worry." He said. I shook my head. "No, Newt. They've every reason to put me here. I'm an Obscurial, damnit. And I sided with Gellert Grindelwald, the most powerful dark wizard as of now." I hissed. Newt looked too the floor, and I filed my head slightly. "I'm sorry, Newt. But this is what I get for following my stony heart. Now you see why I was so reluctant to admit I even liked a man. I knew nothing good would come of it." I rolled my eyes at the ever impatient man in the seat above me. Newt saw this, and walked back. The voice spoke again. "This will be fun."

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I let out a pained groan. "Creepy voice guy? Can you stop. Please. This isn't torture. It's gonna get you killed though." I sighed, pinching the pale skin of my bony wrist. He have in, and I smiled, bemused. I was back in my cell, covered in a multitude of new cuts and grazes and bruises. I knew that A LOT were going to scar. Did I mind? Nope. Gellert was silently watching me as I contemplated over my incoherent thoughts. Even I didn't really know what I was processing in my secluded kind. Gellert broke the silence with a awkward cough, making me jump, and a pebble ended up being chucked at him. I grinned, amused, when it hit his shoulder, making him jerk back. He stared me down, and I just smiled innocently.

"Wasn't me."

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