Losing yourself

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As I carried my breakfast to my empty table I noticed Justin wasn't there like he normally was. I wondered where he was.

I sat down and pushed the bowl of soup on my tray away from me. I clutched my head trying to remember, remember anything about father, Margaret, and even Benson. It was completely blank, everything was.

My eyes burned with tears as I realized that I'd never be able to remember the memories with my family; they were the only thing I had left and even that had disappeared. I was truly alone.

I tapped my foot against the floor gently trying to keep calm, this place wasn't suitable for a nervous breakdown. I lifted my head looking around at all the prisoners, to see if they noticed me, and I spotted Demetrius staring at me.

He stood up and began to walk over to my table. I wanted to avoid him as much as I could, ignoring the fact that he lived with me.

I went to stand up but Lewis was holding me in place with a strong grip on my shoulder. Where had all my strength gone when I needed it the most ?

"Where you going Alexander ?" He laughed releasing me.

Then Demetrius sat in front of me crossing his arms, now there was no way out.

For a few moments we just sat there staring at each other. He looked like he dreaded even being there with me.

"Mr Graves has a proposition for you human...despite my wishes against it." , he sighed.

"Well that's wonderful." I hoped he could hear the sarcasm spilling from my lips.

I could see his jaw clench and he inhaled deeply. His eyes shifting between dark gold and fiery red. "Graves needs you to lend him an extra hand around the prison, similar to what Justin and I do."

It wasn't much of an offer, and he was doing a terrible job at persuading me, if you could call it that. I didn't want to work for Mr Graves so it wasn't a difficult decision to make at all.

"I'm not interested in working with the devil and his trustee servant."

I could hear Lewis stifling a laugh behind me and Demetrius balled his hands at his sides. "You are making this really difficult for me human. You are not killing anyone so this should not be a problem."

"But it is."

"Not a wise decision human but then again you did say you wanted to die. Why not rot while making your way there ?" He winked at me obnoxiously and got up from the table.

I felt like everyone's eyes were glued to me and they were. I had to share a room with him. I hated my life.

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I was wrapped tightly in my blanket searching for warmth. I was feeling sick again, similar to when I received the injection.

I felt weaker than before; I couldn't even lift my head. Each of my body parts felt like a thousand pounds which left me sitting idle on the mattress.

Was my body rejecting it ? Was I going to die ?That wasn't even possible, I had been alive for so long that my body had to have adapted to it already. But why did I feel so bad ?

I skipped breakfast and lunch for the day, I couldn't find the strength to get up. It wasn't until dinner that I mustered up the muscle strength to move.

"Hey you don't look good, you alright ?" Justin asked.

I shook my head faintly while sitting down. I felt so horrible and it didn't seem to be getting better anytime soon.

I dropped my head against the table and moaned. "I don't know what's wrong with me, I was fine earlier."

Justin was worried, I could hear it in his voice. For some reason I wasn't nervous, I didn't feel anything.

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