Here I was. In a cell. Not a blood cell. A prison cell. A chilling one. In the darkness. All alone. Hmm. I should sing. Singing always calms my anxiety.

"Why does no one love me?,
Why does no one love me?,
What did I do,
To deserve such treatment?,
Have I not been kind?,
Have I not been respectful?

People want racism to stop,
Yet they still discriminate against me!,
'Cause I am male,
A white male,
And I am straight,
Straight and a Christian,

They hate my kind,
They hate my kind,
I try to keep on ignoring them,
But they keep on honking their horns,
Wanting to bash my name,
Wanting me to die,
But if I die,
Would that offend them?

I am sick of people judging me,
Judging me for my looks,
The clothes that I wear,
My anxiety,
And my past.

They say that it is my fault,
Guess what? It is not!
I am not the ignorant one!

And to think,
That I prefer Ava,
Over you,
She does not get easily offended."

How I wanted to continue singing my heartbreaking song. How I wanted to tell you readers how I feel. But unlucky me. I had a visitor.

And she had been hiding in the shadows the whole time.

"Hello...Caleb."

My heart suddenly beat faster. I recognized the unsettling voice.

"Not you..."

Ava. She was standing in a corner and had her arms crossed. She was giving me a sickly grin.

"How...how did you get in here? Heck, how did you end up in Forlot's alternate universe?"

Ava blew on her fingers and rubbed them on her red shirt. "I had help. Though, I did most of the work."

That was when I overheard a different voice.

"Caleb!"

Cindy! It was Cindy!

I scurried up to the cell door. "I am in here, Cindy!"

"Cindy is not the only one here," Ava admitted. "Your mom and dad and Cindy's parents came along for the ride."

I looked at the door, and then back at her. "Ava, please do me a favor and hit me as hard as you can."

Soon, we overheard noises on the other side of the cell door. It opened, and running in were Cindy, Joan, Mom and Dad, Cindy's mom and dad...and Mary Sue. Huh.

Cindy embraced me in a hug. "Caleb. My cinnamon roll."

Ava snickered. "Is that your pet name for him?"

Before my girlfriend could respond, I gasped and hunched over. I felt as if a hundred electric bolts had struck me!

I put a hand on my chest. "Ow...it hurts..."