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of
her.
    Adam stands next to the case, drawing
circles with his index finger on the glass. “Why are you crying?”
he asks sheepishly.
      She thrusts her arms
against the glass around her, hoping that it will somehow break the
thick glass. “Why wouldn't I cry? I’m being imprisoned !” she shouts at
him.
    He presses his hand on the glass, his
sweaty palm leaving a steamy mark. “That’s not why you’re
crying.”
    Adam’s eyes flicker up at
the screens image of Sam for a brief moment before letting his eyes
fall back down at her, a lump building up in his throat, “Why him?
He doesn’t look so ‘ special’ .” Adam’s voice is tinged with
a hint of vinegar.
      Melody stands up; the
air that surrounds her has grown muggy from her sobs, bringing
herself over to face him behind the thin glass, glaring at him.
“Because he doesn’t lock me in a freaking show case!” she
shouts as she slams her palms against the glass, baring her
teeth.
    He looks over at a screen that shows
her heart rate. “I’m sure there is something that I could do that
would make you happy. Name it.”
     “ The only person that
could make me happy is Sam!” she yells, her nostrils flaring as she
glares at him.
    Adam shakes his head, his black hair
falling across his face. “I’m sorry but I can’t do that.” He walks
away as Melody lets out another scream, banging her fists against
the glass, shaking the case. She rolls up on the floor, trembling
with emotion as the lights flick off in the apartment and she
begins to drift off into sleep.
                        
 …………………………………………… .
    Cool, stale air blows up around Melody
through the vents in the floor, waking her up. Adam is sitting in
the couch across the room, staring at her as if he is waiting for
something. She stands up, her legs wobbling because she’s had them
curled up against her stomach all night, glaring at him.
    “ If you think that I’m going
to be your personal hooker or something , you’re mistaken,” she hisses through her
teeth.
    He walks up to the case, a
cocky grin spread across his mouth. “I would never make you do anything you don’t
want.”
    He opens the door to let her out, just
like you would a dog. Melody stands her ground, adrenalin pumping
and readying her to defend herself as he comes in after her. The
air around him smells of mint as he brushes against her, his hand
worming its way around the back of her neck; she jumps as something
pierces into her skin. His hand slides away as he turns around,
locking the door behind him before walking down the
hall.
    She watches him leave, waiting until he
is completely out of sight before grimacing in pain and rubbing the
back of her neck, her fingers running over the round ball sticking
out from the bottom of her skull. She doesn’t think twice before
sticking her nails between the pea sized ball and the top of her
skin, yanking on it like it’s a splinter The skin around the
piercing begins to bleed, but doesn’t give way. She wipes her
bloody fingertips on her blue jeans as she crouches to the floor,
her knees shaking before she curls herself up into a
ball.
    Her head begins to pound again; keeping
beat with the pain in the back of her neck, as her mind runs to a
comfortable place, somewhere safe and warm.
    Sam.
    “ AHHHHH !” she screams, something burns and stings the back of her
neck.
    She feels around the small metal ball,
electricity hums through it, making her fingers tingle. She tries
to think of Sam again.
    *zap*
    She clinches her eyes shut
in pain as she tries to regain her breath. He’s training her to stop thinking of Sam,
like you would train a dog to stop chewing on the sofa. But she
doesn’t stop. She won’t stop. She loves Sam and Adam knows
it, which pisses him the hell off.
    ……………………………………… ..
    At the end of the day Melody’s neck and
heart scream with ferocious anguish. Adam walks up to the