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Trapped

Year : 2017 July

I groaned in pain as I tried to stop myself from screaming.

"Stop moving" Derek said, again.

"That's easy for you to say, you're not the one with a shit ton of injuries and a dislocated shoulder--fuck, what the hell?!" I cussed at him.

He rolled his eyes.

"Can you let me finish stitching you up for gods sake"

I gave him a death stare as he continued to torture me. I fucking hate needles.

"So how the hell did you get so beaten up during the mission?"

"Jesus, How the hell am I supposed to know? Last time I checked, you know that my brain gets fried before my missions" I said annoyingly.

"Done, now for one little thing" He said, completely ignoring what I said to him.

"Hey look over there" He pointed at the door.

And in a split second, he got hold of my shoulder and popped it back in place.

"Fucking hell!" I yelled. "You asshole" I said in pain

"You're welcome" He smiled.

I groaned in pain as I showed him my middle finger, frustrated as hell.

He chuckled "Alright I need to go. I'll be back later with food. For now, rest"

I nodded and leaned against the wall. I was sweating like hell, plus exhausted.

I closed my eyes and embraced the silence of the room. 

My whole body is aching like hell, but I'm doing my best to ignore the pain.

It's been over a year since I've been here. Over a year of me suffering and being in pain physically and mentally.

Will I ever be able to get out of here?

Over the months, my will and motivation to escape has decreased. I've just simply lost hope. But I try as much as I can to look at the bright side , even though it seems impossible. 

I always think about Him, and if He still remembers me. And if He'll actually ever come to save me. Or if all those things we said we're simply nothing. And that I'm no one to Him.

I have also recently been thinking about my family. My parents. Are they still looking for me? Do they still worry? Or have they already moved on?

I let out a deep sigh. How did I get so unlucky? Why did it had to be me?

I haven't seen the outside world since I got here. Well I do go on missions, but I'm not exactly myself during that period of time.

I flinched at the sudden pain that felt like it was stabbing my brains.

This happens every single time after I'm back from missions. My brain is always in a fucking mess.

How much more of this before I break?

I waved around my left hand, looking at the magic flowing around it. This always helps me calm down. 

Yes, I have powers. Telekinesis to be exact. But there's more; mind reading, flight, and they're still trying to figure out if I'm able to teleport. Yes, you read that right.

These bastards will never be satisfied with anything. Experiments after experiments, trying to find out more about my abilities.

'Why not use your powers to escape', you ask?

Those dogs put a collar on me. It restricts me from using too much of my power. I do anything I'm not supposed to, and it shocks me. Another reason, there's hundreds of soldiers around here. I could never win.

As intimidating as I might seem to most of the people here. Deep down, I'm a lost kid. And she's scared. She's afraid of a lot of things. And she's alone.

I recalled the first week here. He was the first person I met, and shared the same room. The room I'm in now. He assured me that everything will be alright even when it's (obviously) not.

I always wonder where is He now. That is if He's alright and alive.

Derek opened the door and walked towards me.

"Here, eat alright?" He put the food down in front of me.

I put on a smile and nodded.

I stared at the food, with absolutely no goddamn appetite.

Once again I was alone. I stood up and approached the mirror, and noticed a sharp shard that broke from the mirror. 

I stared at my reflection. 

Fuck it. Without thinking twice, I took the shard and cut off my long hair. I need a change. 

At least ten inches of hair, was now on the floor. I looked at my hair, which was now about three inches above my shoulder.

I didn't think much about it to be honest.

I was tired, weak, and in pain. And I took the drugs Derek gave me to make me drowsy.

I lied down, curling into a ball and shut my eyes as I slowly dozed off. 

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