Friday, 6 April 2012

Chapter 57 : So this is the ECA…Figures




                                                                                            Mi

I stayed face down on the floor for what seemed like a long time just crying, the tears where silent but I couldn’t stop them coming. My body felt like it had been beaten and battered by the storm and had been left here to die. The main thing was I didn’t care all that much, I didn’t care if I stayed here forever, if in time I faded into oblivion.

The beeping of a card key sounded and someone walked in signalled by the noisy floor boards underneath. The door then shut again with an abrupt click. I still didn’t move even though I now knew I wasn’t alone. Whoever it was I hated right then. Finally he spoke.

“Mi, I’m sorry.” Emmet’s voice was soft and caring and my muscles tightened but I did not move, mostly for the fear I might actually attack him. How could he do this to me after he promised? I bit the carpet. I didn’t want to think about it.

“Would you like me to leave you in here for a bit? Are you tired? I know you didn’t sleep well, there’s a bed over there. Try and have a nap darling.” I looked over at the “bed,” In reality it was a water resistant mattress with no sheet or duvet. I closed my eyes where I laid and tried to make the numbness take over me but for some reason I was hurt beyond repair. The tears would not stop coming.

“All right darling, I leave you alone. I’m right outside the door OK.”

“How could you?” I sniffed through my tears somehow finding my voice in the instant he was about to leave. I rolled over and sat up staring at him the tears streaming down my face. “I stopped when you asked me to. All I did was cry.” I said my voice cracking as I felt something inside me splinter as I looked into Emmet’s face.

 Emmet sighed but didn’t speak. I looked around the room from where I sat. It was the same as all the other rooms but bear with just the mattress, there was also no window either but it was the walls that where most different, the walls that made me want to scream again. They were covered in egg box textured foam. I was in a padded cell with a posh name all, that was missing was the straight jacket.

“Crystal can be difficult.” Emmet said softly with an element of spite in his tone. “She wanted something done and I did what I could to limit your discomfort Mi.”

I snorted a sarcastic laugh and got to my feet. I walked over to the wall and rested my head against the foam, closing my eyes two more tears falling to the floor. How could he think this would limit my discomfort in any way?

“Emmet I’m in a padded cell.” I whined Grasping the wall with my fingers. It caused me no pain, I didn’t like that. I wanted the pain.

“I know honey, I’m sorry.” I kicked the wall in frustration. My anger building, I kicked it again. He had no reason for putting me in here, he just could. So he did, he could apologize all he wanted but now it made no sense.

“Oh Kid. I know I can’t make you understand why I did this and if it was me in that clinic room with you I wouldn’t have sent you here. Crystal thought you tried to attack her…”

“Oh come on!” I yelled spinning around to glare at him, but he pushed on. He seemed unable to deal with my anger at him, like somehow he felt angry at himself too.

“I don’t think you tried to attack her Mi. It is not in your nature to be violent, well not to anyone other than yourself at least. I just wanted to get you out of that horrible situation you were in there. I didn’t want Crystal to sedate you but I wanted to get you un-restrained because I know that freaks you out. It’s not for long OK honey. I just want you to stay in here for an hour and I will put you back down to green OK.”

“Whatever, I don’t care anymore.” I grumbled collapsing back on to the floor, and at that moment I didn’t.

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