Normalcy?

CHAPTER THREE

I finally got something in my stomach.

But I needed to get something out of me

Bryce said Lara made him do it.

But what was that exactly?

I was escorted to a room.

Not too small, not too big.

It was complete but lacking.

I requested books and a pen.

They were eager to give me what I wanted.

Let's say, they were scared.

Two stationary officers were placed at the entrance of the room.

I didn't have plans of running away.

They were still going to bring me back here if I ran.

I laid on the bed and watched the ceiling.

It was white.

But there were a lot of black dots in my vision.

Lashing out was inevitable at this point.

It always ends once I spiral out of control.

I need to learn to control it but it's hard.

As hard as making all the nations of the world agree on one thing.

I closed my eyes and soon I was gone.

I didn't know what time it was when I jolted awake.

Someone was in my room.

A dark figure.

A man?

How did he get in?

I sat still on the bed waiting for him to make a move.

Or was I hallucinating?

No.

A man fully clad in black was in a corner of my room.

“ Nice to meet you, Anna.”

He spoke.

I squinted to see clearly.

“ I suppose you know why I'm here?”

I laughed.

He paused.

“Lara sent you.”

He didn't say anything.

“ You almost killed your boyfriend Bryce.”

I frowned.

“ When Bryce wakes up, ask him what he did.”

The man hummed and got up.

Instead of heading for the door, he turned sharply and walked towards me.

A perfect opportunity to lash out.

The dots in my vision had become darker and larger.

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I'm not good at explaining stuff but the next morning, the man's body was dragged out from my room.

I don't know if he was dead.

But I remember breaking a lot of bones at night.

The room was a bloody mess.

I mean real blood.

The doctors assigned to me checked me for any form of injury.

The guy had a knife that sliced through my back.

Luckily that was it.

Let's just take luck out of the picture for now.