I haven't stopped shaking since my encounter with Miles. Something about the pain he wanted to inflict was horribly scary and terrifying. I am drawing something to keep my mind from thinking about it. I don't even want to look over from my window because I'm scared he won't have his eyes covered, and thinking about those eyes makes me shiver. They were so beautiful... yet so capable of doing so wrong.
My door opens letting me know it's time for breakfast, or diner. I don't know.
"I saw it" I tell Jack as he leads me out of my room.
"What?"
"I saw his hability, it's horrible Jack." I say scared, if I were Miles, I wouldn't be able to take the blindfold off because I couldn't stand to know that I caused pain to someone.
Although the pain didn't reach me, I could see it. It was not just physical pain, it was also mental. Screams and death, suffering and people dying were there. The feeling of it.
I sit in my usual place and try to ignore him sitting by my side. I take all the pills in my plate and proceed to eat what I can, wich is barely nothing.
I let out a gasp when I realize his hands aren't handcuffed, and he simply just takes his blindfold off and drinks water.
I avoid looking at him, I don't want to remember what I saw.
"I already told you, I'm not gonna hurt you" He's looking at me directly. "Now you're scared? You're not so human yourself"
"That has nothing to do with..."
"I suppose you didn't choose to have it, right?" I finally look at him. "I didn't choose to be born with it. You think I wanted to have this? Fuck no. It torments me everyday and I can asume you know what I'm talking about" He leaves me speechless. Will looks at me scared.
We continue eating in silence and I can hardly swallow. The air here is suffocating.
"How long have you been here?" He asks.
"Two years, maybe more, I don't know, I lost count. When I came here I was 15. Now I'm 17, but I don't really know how close I am to turning 18." I say looking at the white table.
"Don't you ever just... want to go? You know you're stronger than them. Why not just leave?"
"I don't think I have nearly all my strength, they would catch me if I tried." It's the truth, they keep me weak so I don't leave.
"Then if I were you, I would stop taking those." He points at the pills. His black hair falls infront of him and he pulls it back.
"I arrived here at 19 years old and I am planning to leave here at 19. And you should come with me" He talks as if no one is going to listen.
"But how? It's impossible, have you seen how many guards are at the door?"
"You're just making up excuses. You know deep down you can do it." I think about it, a life far away from this place. Where I could be free. Then it all hits me.
"I don't think I belong out there, you said it yourself, I'm not human. I'm a danger out there, I think it's better if I stay here where I can't hurt anyone." It's the truth. Out there somebody would kill me if they knew what I was.
"People like us deserve a life outside. Look at you, your skin is so pale I can tell you haven't been in the sun in a while. Your under-eyes show that you haven't got a good sleep in god knows how long. Don't you want to even know what the sun feels like?" It all sounds so beautiful and everything that I ever dreamed of.
"I would die to know how the sun feels like." I've honestly forgot the feeling.
"Then why are you overthinking everything? I'm leaving this shithole and you should too." When he finishes, he sits back and relax. Will looks at him like if he was insane. He is.
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Storm.
Teen Fiction-This world has no hope, not even a little happines. We live in a mediocre, horrible and terrifying world. And there's nothing that can save it.- I mean every single word I say. -Yeah, but you make mine beautiful.