Numb 》 Linkin Park

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I had returned to the cafeteria, it was almost empty, with just my own group and a few others loitering around. I sat down at the same spot I sat in before, my cold food sitting infront of me. I slid Jaspers tablet back to him and sat silently taking a spoonful of my mashed potatoes. No one dared to ask what happened so they continued on with their convosations.

As a quick reflex I suddenly caught a chicken nugget midway through the air. I held it right infront of my face, my eyes turned to glares as the table in front of us immdently fell quiet, everyone of them staring at me.

"Oh shit." Murphy spoke up. "Who threw that?" I demanded standing to my feet and stomping towards their table. The entire table pointed towards Davidson. Daniel Davidson.

"I'm sorry I didn't mean too-" he was cut off with Dawson, telling him to shut up as I walked towards Davidson. My fists clenched together, my nails digging into my skin. I had slowly walked to the side of the boy, seventeen years old he was. He'd be moving up a rank soon. He turned to me and stood up, towering over me. I seemed to calm myself, convice myself not to hurt him after what had just happened. My whole demeanor changed, while Davidson still towered over me.

Just as I was about to walk away a fist connected with my check, my head jolted to the side before without hesitation I pulled my gun out and shot him in the head. This lifeless body jolting back with the force before he landed on the floor in a heap. No one even flinched, it was normal for them, the entire room was quiet no one dared to say a word.

I didn't feel anything for Daniel, I wasn't going to hurt him but he punched me first. He got what he deserved, I didn't feel. I was numb.

Just numb.

Sick of all the stares I was receiving I just walked away, the only sound filling the dead silent room being my footsteps as I reached the door and walked away for the second time today.

"Cooper!" A guard yelled following me down the halls.

"The director would like to see you now." He added as his large hands gripped around my arm pulling me away from the elevator. I didn't fight back, I just let him drag me back into the office I was so familiar with.

"Sir she's here." The guard spoke shoving me foward towards the directors desk. "Shove me like that again and I'll-"

"Cooper!" The director silenced me. I swallowed my strong hate for the man and calmed my tense body. "Yes?" I innocently.

"You killed Daniel Davidson yes?" He asked anger dripping from his words. A thin laptop sat infront of him while he kept his hands interwined together, every so often he would glance at the computer screen.

"Shot him right in the head." I confirmed the directors suspensions.

"Cooper! You cannot just kill who you want when you want!" He screamed standing to his feet and banging his fist down on the desk with so much force his laptop and cup of pencils shook slightly.

"You have never had a problem with it before." I raised an eyebrow and moved all my weight onto one leg due to the dull ache in my stitched thigh.

"Is that how you speak to your father?" He retorted.

"You're no father of mine." I spat hatefully at the man as we where stuck in an intense stare off. I quickly noticed a phone, just beside his clenched fist, it wasn't his. It was Finn's phone, the one Myles took from him the night we raided their house.

"And your no daughter of mine." He shook his head with the same amount of hate I displayed towards him.

"Let the boy go." I said out of nowhere. "The boy?" My father chuckled to himself.

"We cannot let him go, he has seen to much." He spoke nonchalantly as he fiddled with a pen but not letting his eyes leave my gaze.

"You're gonna kill him?" I asked my voice cracking slightly.

"I ain't doing shit, you are going too." He chuckled throwing his pen onto his desk. I paused for a moment, needing to process his words. He wanted me to kill Finn? He wanted me to do it.

"I mean that won't be a problem right? You did have a gun in his face only ten minutes ago." My father spoke as he was lightly stepping on every single one of my buttons, hitting all the soft spots. My fists clenched, turning white and my nails drawing blood as I stared at the man with nothing but hate. I hoped the longer I would glare at him, his head would just explode and his blood would coat the walls.

"What? Was it something I said?" He chuckled pushing back his gelled hair. My hand quickly went to my gun as I pointed it at the man, I slowly walked towards him. The two guards at the door had drawn their guns on me but I ignored them and continued to slowly walk towards my father's desk.

The gun was soon pressed on his forehead while I slipped Finn's phone into my pockets since the director was distracted. He man glanced to the side, unintentionally telling me that a guard was right behind me. I whipped around, shooting rounds at the guards before I felt the barrel of a gun being pressed against my temple.

My 'father' had a gun pressed to my head as I slowly raised my hands up to his view as more guards run into the office in armor and holding machine guns.

"Take her to the box." The director demanded as guards roughly grapped onto my arms and shoved me out of the room with so much force I nearly fell over. My gun was taken from my hands and I struggled against the men just my hands where held behind my back and where soon handcuffed.

They shoved me down the halls and I was pushed into the elevator. The group of seven guards squashed into the confined space with two guards never loosening their grip on my arms, most likely leaving bruises.

The elevator doors soon opening caused me to be shoved out as I pulled against the guards grip only causing them to tighten their hold on me. The first people I saw in the hallway was Myles and Finn, as they both stared at me wide eyed while I shoved against the guards like a caged animal.

Myles pushed Finn fowards so they continue walking while Myles gave me a look of disappointment. We past them and I was pushed in the main door, and I was soon in a familar room as the guards yelled orders at the man on the front desk before a fist soon connected with my head and I was out like a light.

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My brain pounded against my skull as I wasn't sure if my eyes were open or not, it was so dark I wasn't able to make out my surroundings. Memories flooded back until I knew I was in the box.

Just a dark room with nothing but your own thoughts to keep you company. I've known people that have been kept in here for weeks and have lost their minds. I hold the record for the longest time spent in the box without going completely insane. It was two whole weeks, my secret is just to sleep, when you are sleeping your demons can't get you.

I pulled my body to sit upright with my back pressed against concrete walls and stretched my legs out. I seemed to wake up at the right time as the door opened and bright lights consumed my gaze. I squinted my eyes and I soon adjusted to see Murphy's face staring down at me with a tray in his hands. He knelt down to my level and placed the sandwich and a small plastic cup on the floor beside me.

"I have a message from your brother." He whispered quickly looking behind him to check if we where alone before he continued.

"They have Finn here, he's in the box three down from you they are waiting for you to wake up so you can kill him." Murphy whispered.

My hand fished through my pockets looking for the phone, idiots didn't even pat me down. I handed the phone to Murphy.

"Tell Myles to get him out of here." I whispered back before Murphy nodded slightly and quickly left. I was soon alone and left in my own thoughts.

Everything was numb again.