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The Test Subject

Two

When me and Miss Butts made eye contact she did nothing but evilly grin causing unwanted goose bumps arise on my pale skin. I scowled at her, unable to back away from our staring contest. The reminders of how many times ive cried myself to sleep and the unconditional hatred i have for her fueled my courage to stare. Whenever i was angry, i felt power... i felt reckless. I felt a budge at my side, hesitantly i looked towards the feeling. It was Becca. Zayn was currently in the middle of picking his nails, a nervous habit ive noticed over the years. Beccas fine eyebrows were knotted together as she took in my features, like shes only just seen me for the first time. My scowl was replaced with utter confusion, a confusion Zayn nor Becca recognized. "whats wrong with you?" i spoke, my voice trailing of into silence. Becca shook her head as though she was shaking harsh images from her mind. I've done that several times after a bad dream of course. "well?" i pressed on. We was getting no where fast obviously. "i... i just saw something." she sighed " probably my imagination running wild" she excused. Becca took in a sharp breath than exhaled loudly. "what did you see?" i continued my stream of questions. Becca has this thing where she claims to see things, images that no other can ever comprehend. I say its a gift. Something special, but unfortunately its a gift she wants to return. I seemed to bug her because her shoulders slumped even lower. "Lily i told you it was imagination running wild" Becca said finishing of her food.She was ever so skinny. "what did you originally want then?" i compromised. "its nothing, just forget about it" with every second passing my blood boiled for no actual reason. My skin temperature raising with the seconds. It wasn't long before sweat was formed. "Lily are you okay?" Zayn worriedly whispered. I just nodded, not trusting my voice. I hated being rude for no reason. I gave a small smile to the two worried expressions before me. "why wont you answer Zayns question? hes only being friendly" Becca pestered at the wrong time. I know she meant well but i had some kind of heat rush affecting my mood in the worst possible way. "you wont answer any of mine " i snapped. The shallow hole in my stomach just got deeper with the regret.
Becca sat straight, hurt by my outburst. She tried to hide it by chewing on the insides of her mouth but i knew better. She was left here by her father. From my knowledge and from what she told me, her father told Becca this place was a school for the gifted. Its unknown why she was left here. Becca never told me a reason her dad would leave her here. Zayn felt extremely awkward and only felt comfort by shifting in his seat. "im sorry ok, I don't mean to be so rude its just everyone's a bit on edge lately" i used Harry's words from earlier to excuse my mood swing a cowardly thing to do "we know Lily, your not the only one who can feel it. In fact everyone can. Everyone's noticing the fact Miss Butt is performing more experiments, everyone's feeling the tension rising when the guards take us. Lily your not the only one on edge here. We're all scared" Zayn confessed leaving me breathless. Becca silently agreed. I noticed the mouse like way she nodded.It seemed during Zayns little speech my breathing got back to normal and so did my thoughts. I could now thing rationally and act like my normal self. "If we keep our heads down everything will be ok. Dont do anything to stand out and just keep your mouth shut" i advise once again using Harry's words to help me. Zayn shook his head in disagreement. His Body seemed to react and instantly go into deference mode. It was strange to see him like this and see Becca so silent against Zayn. From my experience Becca's most alive in Zayns company "Thats not going to work anymore and you know it."
"Zayn.. no" Becca voice spoke but barely above a whisper. She seemed worried that he was going to slip up or something. I've never seen Zayn so passionate about something he believed. It was something extremely rare but it hurt me because i was on the opposite side. Becca and i flinched naturally as Miss Butts coughed, gaining the attention of all her subjects. Her eyes searched hungrily for someone not listening, getting excited at the thought of punishing someone. I took note of her steady breathing and the numerous guards protecting her in-case of a rebellion. Which seemed ridiculous come to think about it.We would be crushed. We would grow old here, we would be in pain here and there's nothing we can do about it. Miss buts brushed a strand of hair from her face. I observed her every move like hawk. "As you all know there has been a increase in the amount of staff. They will watch you while you eat. They will watch you while you sleep, and you will obey them." She smirked evilly before continuing. "you all know the consequences if you don't. As you all may have noticed we have been accepting criminals into our home. Riff raff from the streets as a gift to society.We will be adding extra cells, thus making your cell smaller.The likely hood of having a killer next you is extremely likely. If you have any complaints you know were my room is. This brings us to our next subject: If you are caught in a place you know you shouldn't be, let me make this clear. We will punish you, we will humiliate you in the worst possible way. In order for society to thrive we must claim our place, you must claim your place. Any questions?" we all looked around, except me. My eyes were glued on her. She was the devil. How could we sleep know we had a killer or worse next to us while we slept?. "good, return to your cells now" she turned round and walked out the two double doors. Her heels made a awful sound every time it they touched the floor. The main guard, who absolutely despises up smiled wickedly at us while he cocked his pistol. His hair was a dark shade of brown with a red tint in some lights. His uniform was spot on right down to the last detail. He had numerous keys as his side just like Harry. For some reason he glared specifically at me. Larry his name was. Larry seemed so intrigued with my existence.He took everything about myself in. He's quiet frighting "Lily come on" Becca said as she stood up. I sighed before doing the same. Everyone was hurrying to get to their cells. Not because they wanted to but solely because it was Miss Butts demand. Zayn sped up. I looked down because i knew it was my fault. Becca gave a small smile before going down a corridor. I walked alone now. This is how I'll die... alone. Normally i would be escorted or pressured to my cell. I took my new-found freedom to walk slower than usual.I took in my surroundings like it was my first time. It never ceases to amaze me. Even now it shocks me to see blood. Nail markings craved into the walls giving me a clear visual of what happened. I could use my imagination although it wasn't hard to guess. I was born in captivity like some zoo animal. This isn't where i belong, i belong on the outside. Everyone here does. How could this be allowed?. When i saw my cell i noticed Guards shoving a test subject that ive never seen before against the bars. I could hear his raising heart beat. I could smell the fear coming of him.My senses were always heightened.It looked like they were removing the chains from his wrists. He was dressed in grey, for some reason it suited him.This was the criminal i would have to put up with. Maybe he was just a shop lifter, maybe he was wrongly accused or maybe he had more blood on his hands than Miss Butts. I was scared, nervous but i couldn't help but feel excitement. I hope this wouldn't be another fail attempt to have a civilized conversation. I wouldn't be alone while screams taunted me. "shouldn't you be in your cage Subject one" Harry said professionally. I thought i could smell his sweet aroma. Harry would often have to be mean to me, only to keep up pretenses.
I turned round so i was facing him. He seemed stressed, more stressed than ive ever seen him. Of course i was confused. Wait, was my new neighbor the one he warned me about? I smiled weakly at him. "come on Subject one, don't doodle" he pushed me lightly. I sighed before turning back on my heel. I walked past the numerous people in locked cages. Most of them had a pillow on their face, some were in the corner of the room rocking back and fourth... driving themselves insane. When i got to my cell i went in peacefully. I glared at Harry before looking away."Bye" i whispered ever so silently. I felt the tension between Harry and test subject 56. After a while Harry walked off, the sound of metal keys hitting ringed in my ear. Test subject 56 sat on his bed. He had a brown hair and from what i could tell he just had it cut. He had bruises and red marks all up his arm. He obviously didn't come peacefully. What a silly, silly boy. He was staring at some spot on the floor, looking at every detail of the dirty floor. He was quite muscular and very angry. For some reason i thought as him as a painting. Questioned by a few and understood by less. I guess i wouldn't have a fun neighbor after all. I decided to face my fear, also pass time and just sleep. It was killing me staying awake through the wails.I got in bed turned to face the brick wall and closed my eyes. I was thinking about a place, a place surrounded by flowers sunlight. I would put my feet in the clear blue ocean and pretend im in the pacific ocean. I would soak in the sun and maybe get a tan. I smiled at the crazy thought. It was my motivation. Maybe if i wished hard enough it would come true. My eyes felt drowsy and it wasn't long before i was dreaming. Scratch that, i wasn't dreaming, dreaming is peaceful... whatever i was doing wasn't peaceful.
This is her dream By the way this is in a anonymous pov you'll probably guess anyway
They tied him to a post in the middle of the room. I could feel people judging us.Their maniacal laugh taunting me, laughing at our failed attempt at running. We plotted our escape, every single thing that could go wrong we discussed in great length but what we never imagined happened.We were stupid. We were foolish for thinking we could have a life outside these walls. Nothing pure could ever exist. Now i would have to live with that for the rest of my sad pathetic life. I could smell the fear behind his fake smile of reassurance. He knew his fate, i knew his fate and they knew his fate. They're taking this long because They want to scare us, make us know they all along had the power. We were ants that they could easily squash. Miss Butts was walking circles around the room while others discussed the amount of punishments. They called themselves council members. They were solely in charge of law breakers like us. We broke the law by falling in truly hopelessly in love. They were also in charge of the human world. They lied constantly. Lies like we're happy here, the food is great and we're free to do whatever we please. Sounds ridiculous to me. I guess that's why they lie.
I didn't give them the satification of looking at them with pleading eyes. I wanted the remaining power i had to stay with me. The only person i looked at was him. The one who gave me the best smiles, the memorable laughs and the favorite memories. His blue eyes told me he loved me as did mine. I looked at him in awe. In some sick twisted way this was his release he was always talking about. Where he was going there would be no such thing as pain. I would see him in heaven. We'll be free. Despite feeling relived for him i couldn't help but cry. This was my fault. His death is on my hands and whats worse is i know Miss Butts would remind me every single day of my sad pathetic existence. Even though i couldn't see the sky i knew it was dark, nothing but stars to light up the world. I felt sick, i could vomit right now but i didn't. I would be strong for him. 'i love you' he mimed. Tears filled his eyes. I gave him a weak smile before miming it back. All of a sudden everyone stood. "Subject 20 and Subject 90 has broke 3 laws. Each preformed on separate occasions." a unknown woman said. She had blonde hair and was quite tall. People looked up to her with wicked grins. By now i wanted to wipe my eyes but couldn't due to my hands being locked up. I looked down, unable to hear anymore. I knew two laws we broke but the third was a mystery. "No Sue look at me" he pleaded. The desperation in his voice shocked me. "shut up dog" A guard spat kicking him on the floor. "stop!" i screamed. The tears were threatening to fall. "enough!" Miss Butts said. Ben groaned before sitting, his knees bent forward. "The first law broke was consorting with test subjects. Which we all know is Punishable by death." She said reading through a old scroll. I looked at Ben who was smiling at me, a toothless smile... my least favorite. "The second offence is having intercourse with a test subject. Which we all know is Punishable by death" I looked at Miss Butts out of pure curiosity. Of course she was smirking at our defeat. She only made me angry. "and the third and final offence is" my breathing went in my throat. i was motionless as i sat there looking down at my stomach. "is being pregnant with a test subjects baby. Punishable by death" i gasped. I looked down at my stomach. I suddenly wasn't alone. Maybe there is a light in this world after all.
I woke up covered in sweat. My breathing was worse than ever before. The images were so vivid, so real. Everything i-or someone saw was in great detail, every color, every smell and every emotion was so real. I hated feeling like i was in somebody else shoes "do you always make noises in your sleep. Its quite infuriating "A thick Australian accent said. I quickly wiped my hair back, getting it out of my eyes. It was my new neighbor. He seemed extra annoyed at me. "bad dream" i excused. I sighed as my feet touched the floor. "didn't sound like a dream Subject one" he mumbled. Although he seemed frustrated his eyes told me he was highly amused. "yeah what would you know" i replied sarcastically. He had know idea about what i go through when i try to escape reality." Precognition" he shrugged. He seemed like he knew all the answers. "and whats that suppose to mean?" i softly questioned. I dared to walk closer to the bars between us. "are you blonde?" he remarked. "are you blind?" i retaliated making him lightly laugh. his laugh was actually contagious. "It means when you sleep your haunted by past events, or even future events. It works either way. Duh" He said. "that's not possible. Dreams help you escape reality not keep you here" I said extremely confused. "well then its just a nightmare.. what do i know im just test subject 56" he said staring into my eyes. It felt like he was seeing into my soul or something like that. It was very intimidating. It was strange, ive never buckled under anyone's gaze. I hope it doesn't become a habit. "you don't have to be just another test subject" he glared at me like i was stupid. I'm anything but ". I'm just saying you could be more" i stated, sitting on the edge of my bed. All of sudden he stood up and walked to the bars in between us.His hands gripped the cold metal. "what else is there? whats can i be other than a slave?" I pondered for a while before replying. "you can be someone with hope" and with that a smirk grew on his face. " I like you. You're naive" he pointed with his index finger. "and your arrogant" i said with a straight face. "i can tell we're going to get along furiously" he sarcastically remarked.