Obedient School |D•L

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"To live doesn't mean you're alive"
Mercedes P.O.V

I continued to struggle in their grasps as I was now being taken down a hall I had never entered. I thought I knew this building like the back of my hand, I thought I studied everything about it but I was terribly wrong.

   The hallway seemed to be more dull and raunchy the further down we went.

           "Please no! I haven't done anything wrong!" I pleaded trying desperately to break free.

    I had no idea where I was being taken to, but by the looks of it; I'd need an angel to come and save me.

The further down we went the more narrow the halls became, making me feel as though the walls were closing in on me. My breathing started to become hectic as I could feel my anxiety begin to flare up.

"Get off of me!" I yelled as I was pushed into a room and strapped down onto a chair.

Once they had fully strapped me down, they left the room completely ignoring my cries for help.

Tears started to roll down my face as I struggled against the straps that held me down. The room was fairly dark so I couldn't tell where I was nor make sense of my surroundings.

My chest began to feel heavy and the air in the room became thinner with each breath. Screams erupted from my lips due to frustration as I tugged against the restraints.

The sound of the door creaking open allowed silence to fall upon me. A bit of hope started to rise within me as the thought that someone finally heard my pleads formulated in my head.

But that quickly dissipated and my body began to tremble immensely as the doctors face came into the light. I watched in absolute terror as he took slow, calculated strides towards me while wheeling in a table.

God, if you can hear me please help.

My eyes diverged from his structured figure to the white tile like things that laid on the tray. There were wires hanging out from it but it looked completely harmless.

         I was expecting him to roll in here with big tools and to pluck my teeth out one by one. I guess he's not as badass as I thought he was.

          He began taking the tile like things from the tray and placing them on each sides of my temple then repeating the same process on the area underneath my rib cage.

                "What are you gonna do? Are you gonna kill me Mr.doctor" I spoke as he reached behind me and turned on a light directly in front of my face.

                "Oh I'm not gonna kill you, I'm just going to hurt you really, really bad." He said before placing a cloth like material in my mouth.

          Before I had the chance to spit out the cloth extreme amounts of pain rippled through my body. My teeth clawed into my piece of cloth as my back arched off the surface of the chair in pure agony.

My body involuntarily started to jolt causing the restraints to dig deeper into my skin. The pain then disappeared allowing my body to temporarily rest in its state of shock.