We're All Crazy Here, Darling

Secrets

He stopped talking as Maria looked on expectedly.

"Is that it?" Maria asked, trying to mask her anger.

"Is that it of what?" Ryan asked innocently.

"Is that the reason you killed your parents? Because they hurt your brother?"

"Oh hell no." Ryan laughed. "That is nowhere even close to the reason why I killed those bastards".

"Well, then why?" Maria asked quizzically. "Why on Earth would a seventeen-year-old want to kill his parents? Out of cold-blood?" she offered although Ryan showed no change in emotion, "Because they hurt you?"

Ryan leaned forward and placed his arms on the table, he looked down at her with laced fingers, "You're the therapist, aren't you? How about you tell me?"

Maria's eyes darkened as Ryan smirked lazily at her, "I have strict orders to do my job and I intend to do exactly that." she growled through clenched teeth as she cast him a venomous look.

"Well doc, I have strict orders to be a royal pain in the ass and I intend to do exactly that," Ryan said sardonically, mocking her.

Maria took in a calming breath and let it out slowly, becoming composed and straightening her posture. The arrogant look returned to her face as she met and challenged Ryan with her eyes. "I also have orders to use any necessary means to extract information for my research."

Ryan slid a glance over to the two stoic guards and a darkness passed over his face. "Is that a threat?" He asked as he met her gaze head-on and glared, even with her being at least a decade his senior.

"What do you think?" she challenged.

Ryan smirked, trying to portray confidence over his increasing anxiety of how far she would go to finish her research. "I think you're full of shit and you don't have the balls to do it."

She threw her head back and laughed, "Oh, I'll do it, kid." She smirked as a cruel light shone from her eyes. After Ryan didn't respond she resumed her professional composure and waved the guard over.

Ryan looked at the guard as every muscle went rigid and he took in a long breath. The guard took slow calculating steps toward him and reached for his holster. But he didn't draw a gun, but a long black rod with two metal prongs on the end. His eyes widened as it dawned on him what it was.

"You should have just talked." Maria's mouth turned up into a cruel smile.

Ryan only had a second to process the blue, crackling light before he felt spasms rack his muscles and his eyes rolled up into his head as he screamed.

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"What the fuck happened to your face?"

Jeremy quickly stood up when he caught sight of James, startling Tia sitting next to him. We were currently in the library and since school didn't start for another forty minutes, we were mostly alone.

James avoided eye contact, "It's really nothing. It looks worse than it feels,"

Okay, that's some bullshit.

"He's not telling anyone how he got hurt," Nicole chimed in unhelpfully. Jeremy's eyes darkened dangerously. He walked slowly to where James was, James doing everything in his power to not look up from the suddenly interesting floor. My body flinched involuntarily to stand in front of him to protect him but then I remembered this wasn't Scott. Only Jeremy.

"What happened, James?" Jeremy asked again, his voice much softer than before. His finger came up under James' face to tilt up towards him so he could get a better view of his face. I could clearly see the indecision on James' face as he decided whether to tell them or not. I mean, obviously we cared for them already as friends and have become close in the short period of time of knowing each other, but we had kept our secrets longer and we didn't know enough about then to know how they would react. James knew the risk and I stepped a little away from him, knowing whatever he decided to do with Jeremy would be the right choice.