Nathan was the first one there. He was always the first one, it always seemed to be that way. But did anyone ever notice? Nope. Why waste time hassling these weirdos, that gave them drugs and beat them occasionally? He wouldn’t waste his time on them, when he could be eating his food. That was more special, he needed the energy that he could get. They didn’t give the drugs that he qualified for, he was only given one pill each night to sedate his temper. That was it.
But why, why give Nathan the punishment of no drugs? Cause he craved them, like a little boy craved candy or games. They were his favorite, it was quite clear and he even told them so. There was no need to hide anything from anyone, they were all low-life’s in here. Everyone. The world didn’t care about them no more, so what was the point of lying? The truth was the only thing left for Nathan to know.
So this led to him always waking up first, rushing off to go get his daily serving of breakfast. Nathan was dressed in the white uniform, it was a perfect get-up outfit for this place. They even gave him white socks, but they never bothered to give him shoes or any foot wear of the like. Apparently, they didn’t trust him enough. What was so wrong with Nathan? Nothing, they were just jealous and they arrogant. His hair was getting quite long in this place, it was starting to brush and cover his eyes. There was no way to get it cut or any of the like, so his sideburns were also growing too. Both were brown and seemed to fill out quite nicely, his hair didn’t reach past his neck yet. But it was getting there.
Nathan was held fast by his breakfast, which was a bowl full of cereal. It had no milk in it, cause he preferred it without it. So he had another bowl filled with the milk, which he would slurp occasionally while he took handfuls of the cereal. It was a sort of plan. Handful, crunch, chew, slurp, slurp, repeat. They were always served an average breakfast, that no one ever felt real special eating. Your stomach seemed to hate you forever, for the food seemed to make it ache always to Nathan.
His green eyes wandered across the room, glancing at person to person. Then cast down once more, they would never notice him. But that was fine. They were all just nobodies now. Left to rot in this hell hole. He took another handful and began crunching silently, to himself. His thoughts drifted.. Oh mother..where are you? I thought I was your sweet boy, why don’t you love me anymore? I just want to see you again, but you never seem to want to visit. But when I ask them why you never come, they just look away. Mother…
Eat Your Heart Out
Or I will
It was all done. His stomach was not full, but his bowls were empty. The crunching in his mouth had ceased and his hands had stopped grasping handfuls of food. He was sad for a second, staring at the empty bowls with small crumbs on the inside. Even his milk was depleted, how cruel could life be to him? For a few seconds, his attention was held by the bowls but was then swept away by a sudden sound.
Spilled cerial and a knocked over bowl, it was all over the floor and the girl was already crossing the room. It was weird, the person seemed to always cause mischief to themself. Nathan himself had never bothered to ask about her, since he figured she wanted to be shut off from everyone else. If you wanted to talk to others, then you would just go talk to them. There was a slight chance you could get your balls ripped off, but oh well right?
Then there was the staff, who seemed to rush to clean it up as if it were a huge ordeal. Like as if someone had just been shot or something, it was just spilled cerial. Who gives two shits? Nathan sort’ve did actually, he would’ve ate her share of the breakfast if she hadn’t dropped it on the ground. Now it was a waste and only someone low enough to scrape for food, would actually try to eat it. Nathan wasn’t planning on lowering himself for this food, as starved as he was.
His green eyes crossed the room, as his legs stretched and removed himself from his seat. It was a pain, it wasn’t very comfortable and made your ass hurt, atleast for Nathan. His eyes locked on a gathering of the prisoners here, all gathered up and conversing together like a little clique at school. Oh, how he hated those days..the jokes. Why did everyone always insult him? Weakling….No wonder why your mother doesn’t love you! Liars! My mother loves me, she always has!
The voices battled in his head, as he relived the past torments of being teased and laughed at when he was younger. He just had wanted to fit in and be like everyone else, but they never left him alone. There were so many nicknames that he was given, so many harsh words. There was only so much he could handle, before he always would snap and lose control. Even now, just thinking about the past, made his hands clench and his veins pop from his arms, his muscles locked and his heart began beating faster. It was happening, the anger was releasing from his mind.
“My pill..” The words were whispered, as his hand clenched the chair for a second and his knuckles went white from grabbing it so hard. His nostrils flared and his eyes glanced back, already a staff member was rushing over to him. A man, they wouldn’t dare send a nurse while he was like this, they weren’t qualified enough to calm him down at a point like this. The man stopped a foot back and ordered him around, his voice sounding full of caution and a bit of ignorance. “Nathan, sit back down now and go back to breakfast. Stop drawing attention to yourself, no one cares about you people anymore.”
It struck a nerve, Nathan seemed to faltered and his knees dropped, as he almost dropped to the floor. He caught himself though, putting his other hand on the chair and pulling himself back up. Mother cares..mother still cares! This man had upset him and he deserved to be punished, just like he had been punished by others for years. His voice coughed and spluttered, as he grunted back at the man. “No, your wrong, someone still cares about me. It’s you, that no one cares for. So why don’t I put you out your misery?” His fingers slowly released the chair and traveled across the table, searching for something…A weapon…
The bowl. It was grasped and tightened in a matter of seconds by his hand, Nathan had found his tool to use to punish this man. The staff member had already stepped backward once, realizing that Nathan was in no mood to take orders. He whistled for help and Nathan swirled around, whipping himself in the direction of the man and literally throwing himself forward. The bowl was raised high and swung at the man, it was directed straight at his face. Nathan aimed to hurt and leave damages, this man would never feel the same about himself.
It shattered and broke into pieces as it connected with the man’s face, blood spluttered as it cut a gash into his cheek. A scream was echoed by the man, his body tripped and stumbled backwards and he fell. Nathan threw himself with the man, locking himself with the man as he fell, wrapping his arms and legs around him. They fell together, landing with Nathan on top and laughing like a maniac, like some weird sicko you see in a movie. The man yelled for help and already, many men rushed across the cafeteria, running to their location and wielding nightsticks.
Nathan headbutted his victim in the face, knocking him clear out. Blood spread from the gash to Nathan’s own face and dripped clearly down Nathan’s white suit. It was only a matter of seconds and already the damage was finished. Nathan released the man, rolling off into a crouched position, prepared to be assaulted for his act. Was it worth the price, now he would be beat down and locked away. Nathan licked the blood from his face, it tasted so good and delicious. It’s as if something came over him, as if someone else resided in Nathan..a whole diffrent person.
Then there was nothing, as a nightstick collided with the back of Nathan’s head and sent him flying to the ground. The pain and the lights went all out and a buzzing sounded in Nathan’s head, it sent him rearing into pain. His body curled up into a ball, as the nightsticks began crashing down on his body and then another one smacked his head. The lights went out for a long time and Nathan went unconscious, there was no movement left in him. The nurses escorted out the injured employee, while Nathan was carried, dripping with blood into his cell. He was left, once more to be alone.
Nathan dreamed peacefully, thinking of his mother’s beautiful face. Oh, how he missed her..