Can You be Trusted

chapter 10

Kellin POV

"You don't sleep every much do you?" vic gurgly says making me look up. I thought he was still sleeping. I tap my wrist. "It's fine kellin, it's not the first time after all. Oh, you meant the time, yeah it's the weekend, a sleep in day."

Yeah sleep in day. Ha. sure. I am tired but my mind won't be quiet. I ended up doing serval drawings. Each time I started a new drawing I look at the empty paper and through about the 'other' place, I wonder how samular this place is to that one. So I started drawing the only view of the outside I ever had. It was through a bulletproof window, you could see tall thick tree and bushes and the hill. The hills were covered in trees that if it wasn't for the light bouncing off the trees you'd think that there was no horisan.I spent a long time catching the image just right.

Next was the torture room. The room was one of two places I would be in. The torture room had a massive wooden pole in the middle. The pole had cuffs on it to could your arms away and to keep you facing the other way. To the left side of that there was a table, that is where they did horrible stuff to me, like cutting me open, brainwashing me or other unspeakable things. They had all their 'tools' next to it. 'Tools' like whips chains, bartons, swords and more all on display.

To the right of the pole was the freezer. I even added in the detail of my scratch marks from try to get out or not get in. That was a very cold place that they would leave me in for hours at a time. I hated it.

The final picture was not as detail as the others because there wasn't a lot to draw. It was a plain grey metal capsule that was a meter wide hexagon that was about 3 meters tall. This is where they would hold me, it is where I spend years just staring at the wall or out the window. I would treat my wounds in there. Draw. sleep. Get electrocuted.

Vic swings his legs over the side of the bed facing me. "Was it another all night-eeerrr" his eyes spot my drawings. Their go wide. "Mmmaaammmmaaaa" he yells. Loud crashes could be heard coming from a room I haven't been in yet then rushing footsteps.

"What, what is? Kellin are you hurt." she says very panicked. I shake my head (even through I'm still in pain)

"Mama look" he said pointing at the drawings. No, noo these are private. I slam my body down covering them, these are mine.

"I'll go call tay" she says running out of the room.

"Kellin can I please have a closer look?" he says sweetly holding out his hand. I shake my head, no these are mine, their private. His facial expression changes, he looks sadden. Just like last night.

Sigh. I hang my head in defeat. "Okay"

"Really? Thanks kellin, you're awesome" he says taking the papers from under me. The compliment did make me feel slightly better about handing them over. It feels like handing over a dark secret, something that shouldn't be shared.

He seemed to closely inspect the drawings. When he got to the torture room drawing he's face screwed up, then sadden. He looked to me. Then back at the drawing. "Kellin" he says still with his head down looking at it "was this..... I can't wrap my head around..... I'm so sorry."

I can't face him im still looking down at the desk refusing to move. I didn't want this. Tears start falling off my face onto the desk, i'm so faustated. I don't want to be here. Vic mum comes back in and takes the drawings from vic and says "well done vic" as if taking my drawings away from me is an achievement. Anger is building up inside of me and all I can do is cry.

GOD I JUST WANT TO LEAVE! Wait why can't I? Without thinking it through I get up and walk out of the room. "Kellin where are you going" "kellin stay here" I could hear but they were quiet compared to my thoughts. I get down the stairs and head towards the door. A hand holds me in my place for a second before I yank them off and continue walking "kellin you can't" i didn't hear that last bit, I had already slammed the door in their face. I can do whatever the hell I like. I am meant to be free you bullies.