“Food is good for you.”
“Food makes you fat.”
“No, you just have to eat the good foods.” He smiles.
He is only doing this because it’s his job, I remind myself.
Luke takes the apple off my tray and takes a bite out of it, before spiting it into his hand.
“Rotten?”
He nods.
“What about the bread?”
“Stale.”
“This food is shit here.”
“You don’t have to eat it.”
“You’re right.” He stands up from the small table before putting the apple back on the plate and walking away. He approaches a guard and whispers something to him, and walks away after.
I stare at the food again in disgust.
The room begins to clear out, as the patience’s are guided back to their rooms.
A few minutes later Luke return, but with a plastic bag in his left hand. He again sits across from me in his previous spot and unties the bag.
“Why do you have that?” I question.
“It’s my lunch.”
“Oh.”
He is going to eat in front of me?
“Do you like sour cream and onion?”
“What?”
“The chips, do you like the flavor?”
“Uh, yeah?”
“Here.” He tossed the bag over to me. “You can have them.”
“Why?”
“Because you’re right.”
“About what.”
“Its not fair that you have to eat this shit food, beside I don’t like them anyways.” He smiles.
“I’m good, thanks.”
“Please Grace, just eat a few.”
“Cause you’ll get fired if I don’t right?” I roll my eyes.
“What?”
“It’s your job, right?”
“Technically, my job is to help people, and I’m helping you.”
“Why?”
“Why what?”
“Why are you helping me?” I ask.
“Because, I know you don’t really belong in here.”
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Doctor » l.h au
FanfictionWhile all I could see was darkness and sadness in the world, he showed me the light and happiness. And that unfortunately, is a debt I can never repay.
