The definition of a prisoner; an individual who is deprived of liberty against their will. This being said I fell as though I am more than a prisoner. The death penalty looms over my head with each move that I make, my warden the vilest creature to have ever lived. My inmate were broken slaves, far too gone to be of any use, some of the as cure as their masters. Impossible seemed such a small word in this context, I was starting to lose faith in the language I had spoken all my life.
In the future, if anyone survived, I wonder if there will be new words that are able to describe my feelings so perfectly it is widely used, a new word for these abominations that we have yet to think of because the names I continue to chant at this being just don’t seem fitting enough.

Though the large, looming doorway and into the too bright room, I sigh in relief but only at from one reason. At least every other demon we pass now couldn’t stare at me as if I was a premium butcher’s cut of meat. Now the only eyes that raked across my back were the burnt sienna ones.

Sepia soon turns to coal as he slams the door and I face the monster keeping me captive, as my body fills with distaste and hate, my mind still echoes the words utter not ten minutes before leaving the bitter taste in my mouth as the blood boils beneath my skin.

“What’s up, sweetheart?” I continue to stare at the thing, my lips unmoving and what I hope was fire burning in my eyes. I cross my arms across my, now, clothed chest, the gestures seeming to stick more not that I wasn’t on complete display to him.

“Again with the silent treatment? Do you not remember where that got you last time?” He advances on me and much like before I stood my ground. Small acts of defiance, why could I never stick to one plan? Sometimes I wish I was part of them just because emotions were a human’s biggest weakness. Next came there physical vulnerability.

His breath was mere inches from my face, what was it with demons and deja vue. I huffed out a breath, hoping to convey how much he was testing my patience, it was bad enough he enslaved me but when my personal space suddenly wasn’t my own. I felt like a bird, puffing my chest in order to make myself seem bigger, more offensive. Like that would work.

“Why me?” It had been rattling around my skull all day, nothing made sense, there were people willing to throw themselves at these beast and yet he chose to kidnap a stranger, a boy he’d met on a lonely road in the middle of now-where. In this moment I craved for something I had never once in my life; a cigarette. Never had the dirty habit been as appealing as it was now, just something to keep my mind and body busy would be the only way of escapism I could afford.

“Why not?” It smirked. It fucking smirked.

“Because you have a thousand whores willing to suck you dick to Hell and back and yet, yet you still pick me up off a dusty highway. Why!” I shouting where I have no place, where the guillotine’s blade hangs precariously on already thin string. Thin ice under newly acquired shoes but what else was there to do when faced with incarceration. A sense of self-preservation would have been wise.

But when was anything I done in these past few days anything remotely close to wise?

“Maybe because I swing that way?” Fucking hell that smirk would be the end of me.

“What human or male?” Defensive now, I cross my arms, my body relaxing away from it offensive posture.

“Hmm both, actually it’s probably the male thing though,” he mocks me but placing his hand on his chin, as if contemplating his answer futher.

“Oh please, we both know you demons don’t prefer a gender, just anything that will get you off.” My flippancy was not my best asset most of the time but now? It could be my most deadly. Luckily for me, extremely luckily, Jack just chuckled whilst he let his arms drop to his sides and letting them swing there for a moment.

“You’re right but there was something about you, the fear that turned you hostile, the grim that couldn’t hide what you truly looked like, maybe it’s the demon in my but something snapped and just-“ he could himself off with what sounded like an appreciative noise as his eyes once again seemed to probe past my clothes. I, however, raised an eyebrow.

The anger was still undoubtedly beneath the surface, it would resurface at some point but for not it was sedated, even shocked, by the monsters truthfulness and the fact that he actually answered the question. My pockets seemed a better place for my hands to be in this situation, if I lessen the strength of my defence it may encourage a better response from him.

“So you brought me all the way here, on a whim?” I looked around the room, almost too familiar and not enough all at the same time. Though what does that matter in the grand scheme of things.

“No no, you, my little outlaw, my darling stray, were brought here because you wanted this as much as I did.” One step towards me turned into two, one step away from him turned into two.

Three. Four. Five. Wall. Shit.

Okay so many that wasn’t the greatest plan of action after all.

“I did not; I had friends to get back too.” I argued my invalid point, hoping beyond my means that he might believe me.

“Oh really? So that is why you were walking aimlessly, staring into the distance down an empty, dusty road.” From the close proximity I could see is tongue peek out to wet his lips. Still I catch my breath and start on my pointless crusade once again.

“I did! I had someone to go back too.”

“Who?”

“I-erm.” If truth be told the old man wouldn’t miss me, I was more of a hindrance that a help anyway.

“Exactly. Now shut up.”

And I did exactly that because at that moment I couldn’t speak even if I wanted to because he had once again captured my lips.

Notes

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