Slowly coming back to reality, Lewis could see a light, bright and burning. He tried to move his arm to shade his eyes from it but they wouldn't budge. In a panic, he lifted up his head and looked. He noticed thick leather straps around his chest and limbs. He looked around the room but saw nothing but darkness.
"Don't panic, don't panic, don't panic," he whispered again and again to himself, trying to calm his breathing.
"Don't worry child," a voice gently came from the shadow, "you're in safe hands, I promise."
Stepping out of the shadow was a man in a white lab coat and blue rubber gloves. Although the man had a mask, Lewis recognized the figure and tone of voice. It was doctor Christin. As the fear and anxiety began to build up, Lewis stopped whispering.
"Okay, you can panic," he said to himself, "it's time to panic."
Noticing the reaction, Doctor Christin took off the mask to show a frown. He looked genuinely sad, but Lewis wasn't buying it. Lewis glared at the tall man, but was distracted by muffled cries.
"You know Lewis, you were the one patient I thought would heal the fastest and enjoy your time here," the doctor walked towards a panel on the wall and opened it, looking at all of the switches inside of it, "I know how much you dislike home. Yet no matter what I try to do, you always have to fight back, ah here it is." he says with a loud click from the panel.
As Lewis looked over to where the light was awakened, the fear had welled up immensely more. He was no longer worried about himself, all he was worried about was Sarah, how she was strapped to the table across from him wearing a muzzle, strapped down as well. She tried to yell out to him but the muzzle was too tight, all that came out were hums and cries.
"What are you doing to her?" Lewis yelled, "Let her go!"
"Oh but mister Lewis," the doctor took a step towards her, "like you, she refuses treatment, so drastic measures must be taken." He said petting her hair softly.
"Don't you touch her!" Lewis could feel the anger building up, but this time he wasn't afraid of it, he embraced it, he felt powerful. Pulling at the restraints, Lewis could feel one coming loose. Before Lewis could pull his hand out, one of the doctors had walked up and grabbed him squeezing tightly.
"Don't even try kid," he said as he buckled the strap even tighter.
"I'm going to give you a choice," Doctor Christin said, still standing next to Sarah, "you get to choose who receives the treatment today." He began to unstrap the muzzle from Sarah and pull it off her, "I'll let you two talk it over."
"Let me Lewis," Sarah yelled to him, "please, I don't want to see you go through this."
"No, I refuse to let you do this," Lewis said calmly, "I deserve this, it's my fault I'm here, not yours."
"But I care about yo-"
"Just stop!" he snapped. Letting the tears fall from his eyes slowly as he looked at her, "I'm ready." he looked up at the doctor who was now smiling.
"Look at that, the monster actually has a heart," the doctor let out a slight laugh.
"Up yours," Lewis said. He tried to spit at him, but didn't make it very far, as it just landed on Lewis' chest.
Once the doctor realized what he tried to do, the smile disappeared. Walking to Lewis, he grabbed the electrodes from the doctor behind Lewis and started to charge them. Lewis already knew this was going to hurt, but he was content. He knew this was his fault, and he was ready for the consequences. As the electrodes touched his temples, he let out a cry of pain. His entire body tensed up and began to twitch.
"Piss off, prick." he slowly said, feeling his fingers and toes go numb.
"Hm, I guess that wasn't enough." the doctor said as he touched the electrodes to Lewis' head again. Lewis yelled out again, but it was drowned out by Sarah's pleading. Begging him to stop, she began to pull at her restraints. Lewis couldn't hold it back anymore, when the doctor pulled the electrodes away, he could feel his entire body shake frantically. Everything began to go black, Sarah's cries slowly grew quiet, as he passed out, he could hear a faint voice call to him.
"Lewis," Sarah cried quietly, "wake up, please wake up." But he couldn't move, he couldn't open his eyes. All he could do is lay there and listen to her begging for him to move.
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The Hypocritical Oath
General FictionIn 2017 a young misunderstood boy is sent to a hospital far away from home because his parents think he's dangerous. His life gets flipped upside down as he loses friends, but he makes closer friends with the others at the hospital, but that's when...
