Katana's Revenge

Music Moves The Soul

Song: Lovely By Billie Ellish Ft. Khalid

On the way down the hall, Clara explains about all the activities. Everyone has a certain schedule during the week to make sure that we get all our studies in, mainly for those that are still in school so they don't get behind. I only have like five months left of school and she explained that I could possibly just take a test and if I passed I would have my diploma.

Today choices are art, music and exercise in the gym. I can actually pick. I don't care to exercise, so that leaves music and art. I don't mind art, I actually enjoy it but for some reason I decide to go to the music class.

When we get in there everyone is off to themselves working on their own instruments. The instructor walks over to us and greets me. "Hi...I'm Mr. McCall...this is the music room."

"Hi...I'm Katana."

"Well, welcome to the class. Today we are working on creating our own piece; you can choose any instrument you like."

"Uhm...I don't know how to play an instrument."

"Oh...well...let's see then, you could write a song then. I can pair you up with someone that could play for you or you can go all solo if you want."

"Do you have to like perform in front of the class?" A start to get this sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach.

"Not today but on Friday and it's just this class so that it's not that many of us in here."

I look around the room and he is right there are only like ten maybe twelve others in here. But still, I'm not sure that I could actually perform in front of others.

"You can take a seat over there by the window if you like." He hands me a notebook so that I can write down in.

I make my way over to the chair. I look out the window and to my surprise it's so pretty outside however in the far distance I can see thunder clouds. I look down to see lots of flowers, all different kinds and colors line the walking trail all the way down to a river. There are big trees to sit under, maybe even climb and just enjoy the day, thinking of nothing. Someone comes up beside me but doesn't touch me.

"Beautiful out there uh, maybe one day you will be able to go outside."

"Is that possible; how do I do that?"

"Easy...follow the guidelines, ask Sarah. You will be out there by next week."

"That easy...you say," I smirk.

"Yeah...it's that easy," he says with a very bright smile.

When I look up at him, those amazing crystal ice blue eyes look back at me. When he smiles at me he has the cutest little dimples ever. God...I am not here to fall in love. This is not the place to hook up with boys, besides I have no idea why he is even in this place. "So you play the guitar?" I look down at the guitar that he is holding in his hand.

"Actually, yes among other instruments and you?"

I laugh, "Uh...I have no clue how to play any instrument."

"So then I assume Mr. McCall asked you to write a song."

I laugh again, "Yeah because I'm such an amazing writer. I have no clue what I'm doing," I smirk.

"It's not that hard, just write it out. Write whatever is on your mind."

"You make it sound like it's easy."

"It is." He winks at me and starts to walk off. "See you around Katana."

I watch as he goes back over to his corner to play. I write a few words down and then look out the window. There is so much on my mind that I can't seem to even bother getting it all out so I end up doodling instead. I just don't know what to write about. He says it's so easy and simple as if, this is actually harder than what I thought it would be. Maybe it's because I think about what others will say about it. I mean if I have to actually sing it out loud for others, you know. I don't want people to judge me. I mean what if I say the wrong thing.

After class we go to lunch and Raine helps me with my tray again. I hope this doesn't become some kind of habit I just might get use to it. Afterwards we go to the computer lab to work on school work. Boring. And then for the afternoon we all sit around the Commons area just to chat with each other.

It's been raining all afternoon so everyone is stuck inside. I sit back and listen to everyone else talk. You can actually find out a lot of non-important information about others just by listening. For example, Raine has a band outside of this place. He also has a brother that is older than him. I still haven't found out the real reason why he is here though.

His friends Jacob and Dylan also play instruments but not all together. Apparently on the outside they live in other cities. They talk back and forth about different bands that they like to listen too.

Raine looks over at me and smiles. "So what is your favorite band?"

"I don't have a favorite."

"Oh come on, I bet you like that Taylor Swift chick or something like that."

"Actually no I don't and I listen to a lot of music. Not sure I have a favorite."

"Ok so what do you like?" asks Jacob.

"If you must know, I like a little bit of everything from Pink...to Panic at the Disco, let's see...uhm...so you want like a list...uhm...ok...Halsey, Sia, Billie Ellish." I see them looking at me like seriously, so I add,  "Fine...Imagine Dragons, My Chemical Romance, Blue October, like I said...I listen to lots of music just depends on what mood I'm in."

"Wow...I didn't see you as the type to listen to some of those."

"Yeah, well never judge a book by its cover."

Alyssa plops down beside me. "Don't listen to them, their crazy. That's why they are all in here. So you really like Billie Ellish...Oh my god she is so freaking amazing don't you think."

"Don't listen to hear; she doesn't know what she's talking about either," says Dylan.

"So in other words, we are all just crazy and that is why we are all here." They all look back at me and within seconds we are all laughing.

That night I take my pills and try to sleep. Instead I have the worst nightmare and find myself in the corner curled up crying. I keep scratching the shit out of my arms, clawing myself to get free. Because he is on top of me and the belt is held so close to my throat cutting out my air supply. My hands our bound together and I can't escape him. I pull and tug at the bandages around my wrist.

I don't know how long I was there until Marie is in the room and I hear her yelling for help. Two other people come in the room and someone sticks a needle in my arm and I go limp. I feel my body being carried back to the bed.

The next morning when Clara comes to get me, I am bound to the bed. What the hell. I struggle to get up and she walks over to me with a warm smile. "Calm down Katana. We had to restrain you last night from hurting yourself."

"Get me out of here...now," I demand.

The two guys walk in behind her and come over to the bed.

"Katana, Dr. Donavan would like to see you this morning. This is Max and Sam, they are going to go with us."

"Fine...whatever just get these off of me." I jerk at my arms ready to be free but they hold me down steady.

They uncuff the restraints and I sit up. But to my surprise I am a little dizzy. They get the wheelchair out for me to ride in. Clara pushes me down the hallway and the two men walk beside her like guards. This is so freaking insane, they act like I am going to escape or hurt someone.

"Here we are," Clara says as we get to the door.

Sarah greets me with a warm smile.She waits for them to leave before she comes over to me and sits beside me. "Looks like you had a rough night. Maybe the medication is not the best one. I think we will try something else alright."

"What happened?" I ask her, because I have no clue why they had to restrain me.

"I don't know; why don't you tell me about it."