“Alex listens to me! Charlotte is just tricking you! I’m Randle’s mom, aren’t I? Please, help me get my child back!” I want to go crazy and throw all the heavy things I can lift and throw at them! They torture me on the ground, they dip my feet in the mud that I really shouldn’t step on!
I put my hands over my ears as he suddenly threw the bag at the steel door. Alex’s brain was completely poisoned by the drugs given to him. I thought he was just blinded by his love for me, so possibly he did the Randall issue as well. I knew Alex couldn’t do that to Randall, I was the very first person to know how good a person Alex was. And if he was the one who sent the beheaded doll, I know there was a reason behind it as well.
He clenched his fists, his red eyes the proof that he had drowned in the evil drugs he was injecting into his body. Charlotte made Alex addicted to this thing! Alex ran again to the bag where he had thrown it earlier. It’s just like he’s playing with the kid, and he thinks; what he does is just for fun.
Charlotte persuaded him and made him feel that his love for me was the cause for everything; however, what this sweet and innocent man did not realize was that Charlotte was merely using him for her own goals. He is a mastermind of evil. That woman’s depravity was so ingrained in her bones that if she could simply change Satan on his throne as a demon, she may have done it! I can’t believe there are still people who will go to any length for something that wasn’t meant for them!
I know it’s hard to let go of someone who once was ours. We will be bombarded with questions about what is wrong, whether you have come a long way, or whether you have made a decision – which you thought was right. But how can we answer them if we continue to walk in the dark tunnel, devouring what is wrong with ourselves even though there is nothing wrong with us? How do we know that it may be one of the Lord’s decisions, or that the world has given you a chance to get into things better? To things that your eyes cannot see because you are busy looking at what you are going through.
Sporadically, when we are so blind to the truth, we forget to look for the things that will truly make us happy. Because we believe that the person you want, can make you happy, but what we don’t know, there are people behind us who are ready to help us get up, there are hands that offer us, but we don’t see because we want to avoid looking.
Alex ran towards me. He now has two injections. I was like a child going to the corner of my bed because the doctor was coming to inject me with my medicine.
“Winter, you need to use your medicine. Come here.”
He removed the needle cap. A little water came out of there as he twinkled his eyes as if he was happy in that thing. Poor Alex. Why did Charlotte choose to hurt and punish this innocent man? If I only had the power to save you in those times, Alex, I would do everything I can to save you. But I guess even being friends and I still couldn’t do it right.
“Alex, no-” My words went into the air as he stabbed me hard in my arm with the needle. As much as I think, I can no longer keep up with what is happening. Suddenly, something lived inside my body.
“See, Winter? These are our medicines. When it’s gone, Randle’s mom will give us again!” His voice was happy, he was like a child who was introduced to a parent and filled what he wanted. He jumped up, pleased with what had happened. He opened another needle again and then injected it into himself.
I leaned my head against the wall where I was in the corner. My body is diminishing, but I can feel something. For someone, it feels good, and I’m not happy with the effect of this thing on my body. I don’t want things to get worse in the next few days. I had to think of countless strategies before my brain could turn into a worm and be controlled by these drugs.
I just leaned my head there, I don’t know why I was staring at the air even though I couldn’t see anything. When I turned to Alex, he was the same. He punches the air and then laughs. He was like a madman who lost himself.
Warm tears fell from my eyes. Why does now have these things happen? I want to hug Randle, but if this is my situation, how can I do that? I have nothing more to ask of the Lord now than that he help me.
Likewise, I was unaware that this was the case with the effect of the thing that Alex had injected into me because until the next morning I was just staring blankly. Furthermore, I saw Alex holding a cigarette, I don’t know where he got that. He hadn’t held a cigarette earlier. I don’t know if that should be called “earlier” because I don’t even know what time it is. I no longer followed the passing hours.
Alex blew air in emptiness. He was not moving on the incline, and he was sitting on the wall. I’m only sure of one thing.
We both never slept.
When the cigarette he was smoking ran out, he went to where the ones he was inserting in our skins, and his head trembled. Even though I prefer not to glance there, I looked at what he was looking at and wanted to beat myself up because it was as if I wanted to run into those and compete with him.
I pinched my legs because of the thought. I was trying to bring my mind back to justice. I remember the days I was with Randle. I remember the days when my arm ached to lift him. I didn’t want my arms to hurt because of the stitches of these injections to destroy my brain and be stained with rust. I dismissed the possibilities, but my brain couldn’t handle it …
Because my body is confused. It appeared to be a cuisine with an unexpected taste, and you’ll return since it’s strange with the tastes you’ve tried. It’s a wonderful cuisine combined with what-ifs, and you’d think it’d be delightful, but the fact is that it wrecks your entire existence.
I don’t know how Alex got in front of me, the last I knew was that he stood in his place, walked where, and now he is here again in front of me. I no longer struggle with his grips, I am no longer afraid of what he can do because my body seems to recognize him as an investor in the thing that my body and blood enjoy.
“No … please.” Even if that’s what I said, that contradicts what I wanted to happen. I raised my hands to tear apart what he would do next but seeing the needle, excitement enveloped me. My hands stayed in the air.
Alex hugged me because of what I did. He kissed my forehead as if I was his girlfriend and this is the right time for us to do the sweet moments he does. Instead of being happy with what he was doing, I seemed even more frustrated because of the length of time he injected me with the needle.
My brain kept giving up. I just accepted what would happen, maybe it’s my destiny? I no longer cry over what I think. If this is what the Lord has ordained for me, I only want one. That he would give a good life to my son as well as his father. I want them to live in a quiet and secure home. Is it that they no longer have to think about the people around them?
Lord. That is all I will ask. I have nothing more to ask of you.
Alex has already put the needle in me. I felt it sink into my flesh because of the slowness of his placement. I closed my eyes and heard a sound.
*Bang*