12

                                    

                                          
I breathed in strongly through my nose as the metal door behind me got shut and locked, incarcerating me in whatever windowless cell this was. One hard white lamp shun from above and made my head hurt and my retinas burn as the drugs in my system throbbed through my veins.
                          
I groaned and rolled over on the floor, squeezing my eyes shut as I felt my skin get bathed in the sweat my body was producing as a way of trying to excrete the poison from my system. My head pulsed like one big artery, feeling like it was swelling up inside my head. A high-pitched whistling sound kept ringing in my ears, along with the heavy throb in my temples.
                          
I didn't know what the drug was or what it did, I didn't even know if it was fatal. All I knew was that my head was overwhelmed by the drug and that whatever it was, it was meant to torment me. 
                          
I rolled over on my hands and knees and tried to stop my brain from overcooking. I needed to gain control, I needed to focus...
                          
"Ru... Russell..."
                          
I opened my eyes and immediately swung my head to the thin mattress I hadn't noticed yet. It was shoved up against one of the walls. On top of it was... Amy. 
                          
"Russell..." Her voice was barely a hoarse whisper. She was naked, lying on her stomach, her skin bruised and her face beaten. She looked at me with weak eyes. 
                          
"Amy... No..."
                          
"Y-you pushed me away..." She whispered, her eyes and skin so pale and lifeless. "You pushed me away to... protect me..."
                          
"Amy, I'm so sorry..."
                          
"They took me..." She closed her eyes, perhaps too tired to keep them open. "They took me a-and they raped me a-and its your fault..."
                          
"Amy, please forgive me, I--"
                          
"You shouldn't have slept with me. You could've kept me safe. This is all your fault. Because of you, they harmed me. Because of you... I'm dying."
                          
"Amy!" I hastily crawled up to the pallet, collapsing when I got to it. The throb in my head was getting worse, pounding me. I reached out to her. "Amy, I'm so sorry..."
                          
She disappeared. I looked down at the pallet. She wasn't there. 
                          
"Russell..."
                          
I whipped around and now saw Amy being pressed up against the wall by Gustav. I hadn't heard him come in. He had his hand locked around her throat and his hips pushed against hers. She was still naked. 
                          
"You did this to me." She said, looking at me as Gustav begun taking roughly and forcefully up against the wall, her face staying as lifeless as ever. "You didn't protect me."
                          
"No!" I roared and leaped for Gustav, fully intent on killing him with my bare hands, even though I wasn't in my right mind. But as I grasped for him, I collided with the wall, falling back against the floor with a heavy thump. She was gone again. They both were. 
                          
It was the drug. It was hallucinogenic. It was making me see things, it was twisting my reality. 
                          
"Russell..."
                          
"No!" I said, rolling over onto my knees. I covered my ears and squeezed my eyes shut. "You're not there, you're not real..."