The Test Subject

Beep , Beep , Beep
I opened my eyes slowly, Unsure of my surroundings. It seemed to be some kind of hospital. Beds that were neatly made either side of me, and a annoying machine next to me that kept beeping relentlessly. There was numerous clipboards on tables, along with needles and plasters. My hand went up to my head while a headache arised. It was pounding like a drum. It just wouldn't stop no matter what. I was numb all over, I felt absolutely nothing apart from betray. Harry had stabbed me, he demolished anything we ever had. This was his fault. We weren't friends anymore. "Yeah Louis fine, I just worry. He seems lost." I closed my eyes tight as Miss Butts and the nurse came to the side of my bed, I weren't ready to face them yet.
"Shes stable for now. I'm surprised Harry had it in him. He always seemed like a nice boy" The nurse said, lifting my top up to inspect the wound. I agreed with her. Harry did seem like a nice boy. Appearances can be deceiving. "Its amazing what you can get someone to do with a simple threat" Miss Butts said. Her voice held so much wickedness. She enjoyed pain. I pictured the evil grin on her face. "Its weird, the records here say she has excelled healing. Why is she still laying her with a wound?"
"Your the nurse, Figure it out" Miss Butts sighed. There it was again. The records before said i healed quickly, due to an experiment which was some how linked to my striking blue eyes. I never realized it before. I guess i resented the scars and cuts, I thought as them as a deformity. I didn't want to look and that's why i never realized i had none. Miss Butts bony fingers touched my chin, her hands were cold. She guided my head all about. It was hard to stay perfectly still. "too pretty for her own good, that's why she destroys everything she touches" Her nails dug deeper into my chin. It was sure to leave marks. "she doesn't deserve this beauty. She doesn't deserve nothing"
"Margret, you're hurting her" the nurse cautioned. This seemed to knock her out of her anger trance. "you're beautiful Margret, no one can take that away from you" The softness in the nurses voice surprised me. They must have been friends for a very long time. I heard Miss Butts patting her dress down, sorting out any creases. Miss Butts was flawed in a obvious way, but even the evilest of people were beautiful. Flaws and imperfections made a person who they are. "try blood. That worked for her mum" Miss Butts said walking away. Her heels made a obnoxious sound. I went stiff at the mention of my mum. My mum healed quick to?
"you can wake up now. You're not fooling anyone subject one" I finally opened my eyes and saw the nurse. Her hair was grey. She wore thick black glasses and the normal nurses outfit. Her name tag could be seen and it red "Susan". Once again was a nice old lady who seemed harmless. I wished appearances wouldn't be deceiving. My top was still up showing me the full extent of the way Harry had hurt me. "Ashton?" i said quietly as she took a sample of my blood. "what?"I gripped her wrist harshly. I felt my nails wrap round like a vine. My anger prevented me from releasing. "where is Ashton?!" I realized, we don't go by first names, its subject numbers. "Subject 56. Is he alive?" i dreaded the answer. Ashton should be alive, he deserved the last laugh. "I'm not allowed to say. If you could be so kind, could you remove your hand" she glared down at my blue hand. A single tear arised in my eye. This was my fault. All of a sudden Susan grabbed a knife and cut her wrist. My mouth dropped. "oh my gosh, are you ok?"
"feed. You must be peckish" She placed her wrist in front of my mouth. I was resistant. This was fucked up as Ashton would say. Using my full force, i pushed her arm back. The scent of blood made me weak. It made my stomach rumble. Susan kept coming back. "its easy. Just drink" she instructed. The scent smelt heavenly now. I wanted to taste it as though it was water. "please, don't make me" I sobbed "im not a monster" No matter how much i pushed her back, she kept coming. "You're not a monster, but there is a monster inside you dear" I glared at her. Shes right. I get angry, a way a 'monster' would."Now come on. I need results" I placed my mouth hesitantly around her wrist. The urge was stronger than before. The metallic taste was extremely faint. I felt weightless. It was easy to lose control. In fact i think i was about to. "Okay, good girl" she praised. I felt the blood trickling down my face from the corner of my mouth.
I used my hand to keep the wrist in place. I didn't want this feeling to ever end. "okay, slow down. OK, Thats enough" she pulled away slightly. "i said that's enough" realization just hit me. I just drunk blood and liked it. I craved it. "see, that wasn't so bad... was it?" she questioned. Susan placed a plaster over the mark. "what am i?" o spoke softly. "you're special."
"No, I'm a freak. I'm Frankenstein monster" I gasped. "that's a bit melodramatic" She raised my top against and smiled softly to her self. I looked down and the mark was gone. Not a scratch in its place. This is why they don't kill me. They use me because they can and nothing wont happen. I knew i should be dead. "now that your well enough, you can go back to you cell" I nodded. I wanted to confide in Ashton. "and don't blame the poor boy. His life was on the line, subject one" She advised while turning the annoying machine off. "he stabbed me. I can't forgive him. I can't trust him anymore"
"you don't have to trust him, you just have to forgive him. Imagine how he felt when he stabbed you." I looked down, unable to concentrate. I was hungry. "Can I go now?"
"yes, Just remember you're not a monster." Susan helped me stand up and the coldness from the floor made my feet go numb. I didn't agree with her. "Im going to trust you to go back to you cell. Dont make me regret it." I nodded, smiling weakly as a thank you because i could not find my voice. I walked out of the hospital ward quickly, eager to forget the events that had just played out. Perhaps it was all a dream. Perhaps it was all fake or perhaps im some kind of freak that goes against the laws of physics. Ashton wasnt in the cell next to me, in fact all the cells were empty. Not one person to be seen. I walked to the lunch hall.

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