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Old 03-23-2009, 10:14 PM   #154 (permalink)
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Jack pulled a face and shook his head at Kazi, giving Kazi a dirty look as he restricted his speech. Jack rolled his eyes at the comment about food, he'd eaten before he came here, he wasn't stupid, he raised an eyebrow as Kazi started to be pedantic. Jack hovered in the dark silence thinking about muggle songs, he listened to them instead of reflecting, but it wasn't like Kazi could do anything about what he was thinking. Jack couldn't move even if he wanted to, but he was comfortable here, he listened to the song in his head and just sat in silence, waiting for Kazi to come back.

About an hour later, Jack was starting to get bored of this stupid box thing, he wanted to be able to move, his eye twitched as he tried to stretch but couldn't, he wanted to scream at the unfairness, but Kazi had taken his voice, and that included the part Jack needed to scream, he started to think about Jake but then suddenly changed subject, he decided to sleep, sleep was good, Jack hovered in the air just sleeping.

When he woke up a few hours later, he opened his eyes slowly and started to panic, it was dark! Where was he? Oh, yeah, the detention thinga-ma-bob, Jack calmed down and instantly started to listen, to see if he could hear Kazi, nothing, he was hating this, he started to think about Jake, it seemed to be the only way out

Jake wound me up, yes, I reacted, unable to stop myself, not my fault I couldn't control it, I managed to near the end... and well, oh, this is just damn evil. Ok, Jake, little kid messed me around, I tried to strangle him, he kicked me, which he's wanted to do for ages, I try to avoid him and I get detention because of his best friends, or so called, I get put in a cell unable to move. End of story.

Jack started to feel uncomfortable with being alone now. But there was nothing he could do, just sit, and wait.

After 30 minutes he got restless 'Stupid Krazymeriz and his loony ways' Jack thought bitterly 'Oh, I hope he hasn't forgotten about me' Jack thought feeling slightly panicked, then... he sniffed 'FOOOOOOOOOOOOOD' that smell was so appealing, normally he would have run to eat, but not this time, he couldn't even stretch, never mind run. He started to imagine the food and what it tasted like, he imagined eating it and wanted to cry, it didn't do a thing for him, he ground his teeth together in frustration. He wanted out. NOW.

He thought about Jake and started to feel bad, again, he remembered the feeling of being in charge, he'd loved it, it made him feel powerful, he wished Jake was in the room with him right now, so he could do it again, feel powerful again, feel in control of one thing at least. Jake was just unfortunately the target of his need to feel powerful. Jack hated not being able to do anything, if he had been able to move right now, he'd be pacing the room... trying to get rid of this horrible feeling, all he wanted was to have Jake, the floor, his voice and food, to at least feel safe, he would have cornered Jake first, then run around in a circle, then eaten and started to talk to himself.

He mentally scolded himself for going back to his old ways, hurting Jake was wrong, he knew it, he remembered Jake's face and tried to get the image out of his head, he felt the terror and fear he had inflicted upon Jake and started to cry, tears leaked out of his eyes and slid down his face, Jack opened his mouth a few times, trying to speak but knowing it was stupid to try to talk, he shut it again, he wanted out of there, he wanted to go, go home where these idiots couldn't hurt him, he then took a breath and tried to think rationally.

He started to make shapes with his lips but suddenly stopped, were the walls closing in? They looked like they were getting closer, Jack's eyes, wide with fear, darted all over the room anxiously, the walls were going to crush him, they were, he started to hyperventilate as they got so close, he closed his eyes, waiting to be crushed... but it never came.. Jack opened his eyes after five minutes and breathed a sigh of relief as the walls were back to where they belonged.

He didn't like this, the enclosure was not nice, he needed to play a prank, speak, or even just stretch, he hoped Kazi would be back, Jack was starting to wish he hadn't done it, he stared at the ceiling and tried not to cry again, he failed miserably though, he needed water, it was getting hot in here, Jack felt a hot shiver go through him and tried to shift, he needed to go to the toilet, and soon.

Jack felt a sinking feeling and started to cry more, he wanted John, he would be good as long as he could see John and Sak and even Ruby, he didn't want to speak now, he felt like no-one cared, why should they? He was only Jack, he wasn't important, he was a pawn in the game of life, he remembered some muggle lyrics and cried as he thought about the words

I dreamed I was missing, you were so scared, but no one would listen, 'cause no one else cared.

He felt like whatever he did was making everyone care less, but, he was just misunderstood, right? Deciding that he was lying to himself about him being misunderstood, he started to stare at the wall, deep in thought. He was starting to feel claustrophobic, he was used to the light now so he didn't care about that, he wanted to feel cold again, not too cold, just the light breeze and the sunlight on his skin.

Jack started to wonder why he was always getting wound up easily, he frowned as he tried to find the source, he thought back to when he was younger, and instantly cringed 'Mum, she got taken, Dad let it happen, and I couldn't help' Jack had always blamed himself for his mum getting taken away, but he'd never tried to help, he pushed past the pain and self loathing he felt to work it out, he tracked it back to his mum and Liam dying, he'd never really dealt with it and was now feeling the repercussions, he relaxed and felt the pain and regret and hate wash over him, he cried, sobbing uncontrollably he tried to move, temporarily forgetting he couldn't.

After five minutes, Jack calmed down a little and the sobs turned into hiccups, he yawned and sniffed sadly, he thought about how he'd instantly been put in a room for being bullied and stuff, he hoped the other two were having just as much fun as him
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