Transformers ( Bayverse ) - I Bleed Into Darkness

38 - Nature of Humanity

        Fay sat in the bed, not her own, but one she’d been forced into. A straightjacket held her arms down firmly. With a shudder, she continued to stare at the wall, reddened circles having formed under her eyes in the last two days. Her breaths were short and startled, small gasps, every time another shiver crept along her spine. “Stupid . . .” She whispered, trying to ignore the fact that a large ‘mirror’ was mounted on the opposite wall.

        She knew precisely what it was. One of those strange things that allowed the people on the other side to see her, even though all she saw was her reflection. ‘A one-way mirror?’ She questioned herself. ‘Or was it two-way?’ With a slow breath, she rested her head against the plain white wall. She knew they were watching her. Since she’d been moved here, there wasn’t a single night that she didn’t feel consistently watched. Every movement she made was most likely being scrawled down in some half-rate therapist’s notes.

        Since the other night, she’d been kept in total isolation. Her doses had been upped, and outside of her meal and medicine delivery, she was kept alone. Completely isolated.

        “Had it coming,” Fay murmured so quietly even she could barely hear the words. It made a weak half-smile cross her lips. Of all things, she loved saying things so quietly they couldn’t hear no matter how hard they tried. Maybe then they would give up on trying to fix her and simply let her be. Fay missed her privacy already.

        Of all things, she missed being with people. Even though she had a killer tendency to isolate herself from people so thoroughly that she spent days upon days alone, this was different. This was not a grief-induced sorrow that had her sitting in a bed at all hours of the day. She was only allowed out of the jacket if she was subdued. That was when she was allowed to consume her meals. When those times came, Fay felt like a zombie. She felt detached. Even though she was here, she felt like she wasn’t.

        In some weird way, it felt like her mind was gone. This whole place, including herself, was little more than a shell. It was otherwise empty. With a slow exhale, Fay allowed her mind to blank itself further. Everything had happened for a reason. She couldn’t argue the fact that it was hard to keep going like this. How was she supposed to get better if they wouldn’t even give her a chance? Sighing, Fay wondered where Optimus and Charlie were. Would they ever be allowed to visit her again? Would she ever be allowed out of this place again?

        ~~~

        The officer was back. Fay, for the life of her, couldn’t recall his name as she sat on the bed. It was the first day after the incident that had caused her to be in this straightjacket in the first place. It was the first day that had caused the incident that would isolate her from other life unless she was properly sedated.

        “Farrah,” he called calmly. Despite the ‘danger’ she presented, his body held no additional tension. Why should it? She was more than properly restrained, kept from moving quickly or well. He was perfectly safe. Why would he have any problems with her, even if she did try something offhand? “We found something in your system after they ran the blood tests, Farrah.”

        That got her attention, if only slightly. It had become increasingly difficult for Fay to focus on anything since they’d put her here. With her vision slightly blurry, she blinked a few times as she focused on the young officer that sat near her, on the other end of her bed. “Wha . . . ?”

        “We found the same sort of chemical mixture as when you harmed yourself. Where did you get the drug, Farrah?” His question was startling, albeit confusing, as she squinted, trying to focus on him.