Infatuated

Subject 005: What Reason Is There?

"Your in big trouble!" The two staff yelled.

I winced to the sound of their angry voices.

Brian stood up, "Hey! Easy on the girl,"

"Step back, 6580!" One of the male staff shouted.

I stood frozen, not knowing what to do. I knew damn good and well that when I get in trouble, Dr. Frentz comes straight to me. When he does, it feels scary, because it feels like he's going to throw me  into a meat shredder. There's only a few times that I have even gotten in trouble with Dr. Frentz, and what happened wasn't a very nice thing. It was horrible.. and it was the only thing I was terrified of. 

I should of had gotten back here faster.

It was as if my own spine had froze in solid ice, just by hearing the familiar steps of the Head Scientist-Doctor. 

Numbers of Guards rushed pass me, and all I could do was watch my own group be slam down onto the color solid floor, as if they were the ones who did wrong.

My lungs stopped moving, working. There was nothing I could do to help me group. Skyler had cancer, they shouldn't be doing this. They shouldn't be giving him this kind of treatment.

Why on earth was I THE  Special Test Subject? THE ONLY Special Test Subject. WHY?!

"Your hurting me!" Skyler cried out desperately, struggling to get loose from the two Guards who pinned him to the metal ground.

I watched the boys struggle underneath the Guard's hands and arms. I asked myself again. "Why wasn't I the only getting in trouble?" By asking myself this, I thought of it. I had no words to say. 

Then, I suddenly felt the cold hand of terror grab onto my shoulders. 

I nearly panicked. My heart started racing. It was Dr. Frentz. There was no getting out of this.

"Come with me." The Head Scientist-Doctor ordered coldly. And without letting me move on my own, he pulled me back and forced me to walk down the hallway.

"Can't believe I had to stop my work upstairs, and have to come down here..." Dr. Frentz complained. He sounded angry. Very angry.

As I stepped forward, I gulped down my fear. I clinched my fists into tight balls. I was getting ready to screech something to him. 

"Tell me. Where you were. Right now." He demanded, staring down at the back of my head. As if he was dying to burn a hole through the back of my head. He gritted his teeth when I wouldn't turn around to face him.

It took me awhile to for, what the words I was going to pour out of my mouth. 

I began turning around, to face him. I gulped down my fear again and looked up at his cold, angry face. I was going to open my mouth, but I quickly found myself collapsing to the floor. 

Seeing this, Dr. Frentz almost immediately let his anger drain from his body, and he thrust his arms out to catch me before letting me hit the ground.

Before letting my eyes droop close, I looked up at Dr. Frentz... and I let out a wheezy breath. 

"She passed out." I heard Dr. Frentz in the room report to one of his Assistants. "I don't know what happened." 

I slowly began trying to figure out what was going on. Which Assistant of his was with him?

I gently clutched onto the soft blanket that covered most of my body. The gentle beeping of monitors around me told me that I was in one of the rooms of the hospital area.