The Little Angel ( 049 x 035 )

Chapter 3

I was carried in by Dad, my face buried in his shoulder like before. It was late at night by now, due to my time spent at the police station. I felt exhausted, from the constant adrenaline I got every time I thought about... earlier.

He carried me into my room, setting me onto my bed. "Call us if you need anything, okay Remi?"

I nodded silently, turning towards my wall so I wouldn't have to face him. I still felt shame, which wouldn't go away easily. I didn't even bother changing into pajamas, so I simply fell asleep with my face in my hands.

I woke up to the shuffling of footsteps outside my room. I groaned, rubbing my eyes and rolling over. My long, black hair was a mess as it was spread across my pillow. I sat up, letting out a big yawn as I scratched the back of my head. I took one look at my hand and remembered what happened the day before. Damn it, I'm gonna have to go through hell with my classmates now.

I rolled myself over and lifted myself off the bed, stumbling lazily over to my closet. I lifted the plague mask from my face and removed a hairbrush from a shelf, trying to force it through my dark curls. After a lot of struggling, I finally managed to get the big knots out, and I forced my hair into a thick messy bun. I then fished through my closet and pulled out a thick sweatshirt and some black athletic shorts, slipping them on quickly.

I set the plague mask onto my bed and headed down to the bathroom. I stared in the mirror, before picking up my toothbrush and brushing my teeth. I then went through my face routine and used the bathroom quickly before heading down to the kitchen. As I was about to hit the bottom of the stares, I heard slight conversation between my parents.

"I won't be getting my supply of patients anymore. The Foundation made that very clear to me." I heard Father saying, his voice the normal, emotionless kind he normally had.

"Why the fuck would they do that? She's a kid, can't they have some sort of human moral?" Dad shot back, clearly angry.

"I'm sure they do, but not for SCP's like us, dear. We are monsters in their eyes, as they are in ours."

I heard a scoff from that response, before Dad continued. "I swear, I'm gonna kill one of them the next time I see them."

"Don't do that, there is nothing that was targeted at Remi. I took all the restrictions, which meant I can't work on my cure. It will be hard, but I must learn to deal with it."

I froze at those words. Father had taken the punishments for me? I was the one who didn't hold myself back, so why would he do that! I knew that Father's life goal was to rid the world of the Pestilence, so how could he do this to himself! It was all my fault, I should be the one to take all the blame.

I didn't even bother to talk to them once I finally made my way to the kitchen. I silently grabbed some toast, sent it through the toaster, and put some jelly on it. My parents tried to ask me questions. Was I feeling well? Did I want anything? They did mention I wasn't going to school, and I was relieved to hear that. But, that didn't stop the fact that I was still pissed off at the fact Father had did that. I was afraid I might snap at them if I did manage to speak.

After my breakfast was made, I simply turned and left the kitchen, my plate of jelly toast in hand, and I made my way up to my bedroom.

I slammed the door behind me, not bothering to be gentle. I sat at the desk I had, flicking on my lamp and pulling out a pencil and paper. I began to doodle little drawings, those of all the family members I had. Larry, Shy, Peanut, Able, and even the dogs. I had forgotten about them! I got a small feeling of happiness, making my way out to the dog's room. I entered it, smiling when I saw the two flesh beasts playing in a corner with one another. They both stopped, probably sensing my presence, and trotting over to sniff me. I giggled, petting them both.

"Hey there Ketchup and Tomato!" They both raised their heads to my names I had given them. They were distinguishable due to the different colors of red they head. One was darker, and crimson color, which was Tomato, while the other was more vibrant scarlet color, Ketchup.

I opened the door to their room, allowing them to follow me into mine. I sat down at my desk again, Tomato sitting down on my beanbag while Ketchup rested their head on my lap as I continued to draw. It didn't take long before I heard a knock at my bedroom door. The person who knocked didn't even bother to wait for a response, as they just came in. It was Father, of course, and he came over to sit on my bed. He lifted my plague mask onto his lap, staring at it before looking up to me, faced away from him and still drawing silently.

"Remi, please talk to me, we're worried about you."

Again, silence. I had nothing to say, and I didn't want to talk about the day before, it was too fresh of a memory.

"Did you hear our conversation downstairs?"

That question made me flinch, which gave Father the answer he needed. He let out a soft sigh, speaking with his robotic sounding voice.

"Don't be angry, Remi, it could've been a lot worse." That made me snap up, glaring at him with my icy blue eyes.

"A lot worse? Father, I took away your patients, how could things be worse? You won't be able to work on your cure now! It's practically your whole life, and it's all my fault the Foundation took it from you. Why didn't you just let them give me punishments?" My eyes were pricked with tears now as I forced out all the words. Father was looking at my mask again, before his voice cracked, and I realized he was beginning to tear up too.

"Remi, if I didn't take the punishments, they would've taken you away."

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Hohoho, beginning to start moving. I'm literally getting SO into this, even though literally no one is reading this story at the moment. I hope anyone who does manage to stumble across this and read past chapter 1 is enjoying it so far! I'll try to create chapters every few days, which might be a little more difficult in the future, but I'll try my best. Thanks!