2 PM. Afternoon, Somewhere In Neon City.
She comes by at a cafe as i sharply notice her clothing, the hair flowing smoothly. everything about her screams forced beauty. I aint that type of guy to go for looks but something about her seems like she got a troubling past. i sat opposite of her and look at her dead in the eye.
"So what is it you wanna talk about?" i say to her
"mmm. about yourself, you tried jumping off then you saved me." she says.
i leave a heavy sigh knowing she's got a lot of steam to take off, or rather dump the entire lore on me about her life. i lean forward, only looking for that truth hidden in those eyes.
"you're here because i saved you and thought i was good looking right?" i say deeply.
"you already said you're not interested in me didnt you?" she sharply responded, my brain already got buzzed, knowingly being capable of me doing stupid decisions but nontheless i respond back at her.
"yea because we barely know eachother dont you think?"
she strikes back with a dumb response "yea but love can be seen on first sight, speaking of knowing eachother. what's your name?"
nervous about quickly giving my name away since most people know me as "The Failed Experiment."
i lean back to ease off the tension as i casually respond "Marcus. nice knowing ya."
she seemed to like it, very odd in my eyes but hey a positive look is a relief but no one should care about names or looks. personality matters.
"Nacia" she says. a very particular name at that as i smile it off and give her a compliment just so she doesnt go grumpy about not noticing her looks as i softly respond firstly "nacia eh? nice name. also you look pretty."
she liked it just as much as i anticipated, nacia would just fall for that like most people. the light that was once taken away i had to make my own light to get out of this garbage experimental facility.
then she spoke up about something i wish she didnt. she mentioned about The Failed Experiment.
i quickly dive in to respond about it "Pff no i am not the failed experiment, in fact im sure he's gone off to kill people" nacia thought i was dodging my true identity as she strikes back with "but the news got wild about him falling off the building.. you look very similar to him! i-im sorry if it hits your nerves but he saved me so i cant-"
i cut her off as i look down at my coffee "i am the failed experiment."
the silence of the cafe was deafening. almost making me sick knowing i can also be human and not a fucking monster as they all stare at me, like owls. nacia looking at everyone in shock as she turns to me "I actually didnt expect everyone to turn to you. in fact how the heck are you alive?"
"i was chosen for a program...they tortured me nacia..i-i cant fucking talk about it!" i say to her as i begun hyperventilating. system going absolute berserk to keep me calm like it knows i'm gonna pass out but then lights turn off. Passed out from hyperventilation.
-4 Hours later-
I wake up, all i remember was hyperventilating, feeling now the warmth of something i never felt before...
i take a look around as i was resting my head upon nacia's lap. weird spot in my opinion but i guess the effort works as i take even more look around me it was a nice niche apartment. assuming that it's hers which it is what am i saying anymore. she looks down at me with those hazel eyes and lucious brown hair as she gets slightly surprised by my waking. "you're awake marcus. thank god!" she said
"how come you decided to place my head on your lap?" i say to her, she kinda expected a different response but my brain was going haywire before passing out.
"i-i thought i was trying to make it as comfortable as possible! p-people said i have nice pillows" she said.
i ditch my weird ideas to the side and just bluntly say the obvious "yea. they are..i-i cant think of anything to repay you for the comfort. i guess staying at my place?" i say to her.
"i assume you want me to go to your place someday right?" she said as i quickly respond "yea, thought i was obvious but i guess i wasnt, sorry if it came out blunt" after that i try to get up but her warm hands put me back on her lap. my mind buzzing, my cheeks turning red softly. almost as if she wants me to stay there... i was genuenly flabbergasted. usually they'd just let me get up but not her.
Mind going crazy, i look up at her as i see something within her. something she never felt before,
what is it going through her mind that keeps me close to her? what is her ideal love life?
i know im not crazy. i see what she wants and she's getting it. i might have fallen to her grasp without me noticing, good lord do i need to think quickly-
"you're so warm i cant let you get off... so... comforting.. just to have you on my lap like a baby...." she softly spoke.
shaken from that response and the fact that i was feeling loved made my mind go absolutely wild
"y-you havent loved anyone?!" i said to her almost as if i had any relationships which i mean i did but ended very quickly after noticing the same pattern again and again..
"n-no...no one even dared to cuddle me because of my work." she said.
curious about her work i brought it up "what kind of work do you do?" i said calmly.
her sentences formed like puzzles to my mission, almost as if god intended to pierce my heart or just tell me something is up as she responded with "I work as a data researcher at Delta Research Facility".
"You fucking work with those lab rats?! those who tortured me?!" i snapped. my anger caused my blood to boil... not even boil... just enough to explode the entire apartment from the intense rage.
"WHAT!? T-THEY WOULD NEVER DO THAT!" she snapped back as i jump off of her pissed at the response
"you dont know what your co workers did at all to me." i striked back.
her look was that of a puppy, slowly tearing up knowing that she messed up by bringing up to me the exact company she's working under... the same one that took my happiness away..
"Marcus.. i wasnt there where the whole experiment happened!" she begged. as if to bring my dumbass back on her lap.
"Nacia. if you werent there then what do you know about my wearabouts? what caused you to search for me?" i said, sitting opposite of her knowing she's been looking for me for OTHER reasons besides finding love.
"I-i wanted to see what you're up to. i only went into THAT god awful facility once because they wanted me there but i changed.. all i've heard was screams... monstrous screams.... then months after i was in the data research the experimental facility that kept you in blew up... but no one knows who did it." she said, spilling the beans and getting to her point.
"So you couldnt handle the horror behind my agonizing PAIN and TORTURE i've went through? that says a lot how i'd be if i were you but at least that should have given you a sign to not even get into delta. i guess that screaming made you step back, understandable and if you went deeper into the catacombs we call hallways and rooms you'd have gotten yourself sick or passed out" i said to her, telling her what could have caused her psychological trauma, absolute PTSD.
"did they arrange your guts?" she said.
"more than just my guts, my mind. my legs, my entire body was in constant stitching and ripping" i said to her, nacia listened to these words as she imagined exactly what went wrong.. her eyes widened, sick to the stomach and below, she was about to pass out from just what she could have imagined my position.
"you are no longer human are you?" she said.
"i gave myself the name marcus and the scientists approved." i responded.
"dont avoid those silly questions and tell me, are you human or not?" she striked back
"once human, now a demon made by delta." i said.