(I apologize for the shortness of this chapter, but it had to be done in order for the story to continue on and make sense at the same time. I appreciate your understanding.)
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I couldn't feel anything.
I saw things, hear things, and said things, but could not feel.
When I wasn't alone, I wanted to harm.
It took so much strength not to harm, but I forced myself not to.
It was difficult because of how close I was.
So many things had been manipulated inside of me that it pained me not to harm.
I kept telling myself to breathe and take it easy, but I could feel the insanity running through my veins.
She was forcing me to hold back from harm, but I knew I couldn't for much longer.
I loved her though, so I breathed.
It would be a while before I could break out of my cell, but I would wait.
I would do anything for more harm.