Practice? No Thanks

~Dante~

I cleaned myself up. There was a lot of blood this time. I looked into a mirror and I looked really pale. “So did you want to rest a bit more or did you want to practice your powers?” I shook my head. "Ah no...I think I've had enough practice." I gave a shaky laugh. Max nodded. "Yeah I see your point." I sat down on the bed. "Besides...I'm hoping that new one goes away. Faster." He sat on his bed. "Why? It's coming in handy right?" I shook my head. "I don't like it. It's too much. I can read thoughts, move things, and now...I can persuade people to do what I want? I don't know how Lucas could use his! It's horrible." I pulled my knees up to my chin. "And now they're drugging me so I don't fight back." His eyes widened. "I could feel it...the snap." I placed my hand over my eye. "My memories slipping away....it scared the s*it outta me man." The door opened and Dr. Z came in with some food. "Here you go B. Good job today." She set one tray down. "This one's for you 8." She set the other one down, then came back over to me. "So how do you feel?" I glared at her. "I almost lost all my memories today you b*tch." She giggled. "Yes we're thinking that if we push you all the way your brain will hemorrhage and you will die. Until then bits and pieces of it will just shut down." She smiled at Max. "I see you fixed him though 8. Good job." Then she left. I looked down at the food, but didn't eat any of it. Max sighed. "You gotta eat man. If you don't you won't have the strength to do the tests." I shrugged. "I'm not hungry."

~Seby~

I was tired of sitting here. I know we were waiting to do the funeral, but I really didn't care. I didn't know Mary Ann. I just want to get Lucas back! I was pacing in the room I was sleeping in. I hadn't slept since they took him. Jenny walked by the door and stopped. "You look like s*it." I laughed sarcastically. "And you look like Miss America. Leave me alone." She crossed her arms. "You're not the only one who lost someone important you know." I glared at her. "Dante wasn't even your boyfriend! I'm just tired of sitting here!" She walked away. I continued my pacing. But I was agitated at myself now too. I punched the wall, and fell back onto the bed. Tears welled up in my eyes. I just want him back.

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