I opened my eyes with a terrible headache. The small impression had been quite painful for this body. I could feel the little fists in my head hitting my skull. For a moment, this struck me as funny. Once those punches were mine, but now I was more than just a sound and a few ineffective punches. I was filled with such great pleasure that I forgot the punches in my head. I had escaped the first hurdle to my victory, and now it was time for the second stage. I looked around carefully. This should be the infirmary. They are idiots. They made my job so easy. I began to examine it more carefully to memorize the location of everything in the room. It was a small infirmary. There was no need for a larger one anyway. I saw the medicines they gave me in the cupboard on my right. The scars those damn drugs left on my arm ached. Every time they gave those needles, I remembered what happened to the other side, the pain I felt with him. I was filled with great anger. I felt the presence of fire in me again. The first day these drugs entered my body… I was hitting the walls of the cage I was stuck in, while my other side was not suspecting anything. I yelled with all my strength so that he could hear my voice and not be such a fool. I knew he heard me, but as he always did, he pushed me to the deepest corners of his mind and continued to trust him. How stupid does it take to see a monster as a hero? Actually, not much, just a little bit of love was enough. The fists on my head started hitting harder, as if telling me not to think too much. When I raised my hand to bring it to my head, I saw the serum they had put on my weak arms. I glanced at the serum bottle and rolled my eyes. Who knows what they were giving me again. When I heard the sound of heels coming from outside, I said, here we go. The door opened slowly and a thin brunette woman dressed in it. When I saw the apron he was wearing, I knew it was that disgusting sound. The inability of the other side to escape from here, despite being so retarded, filled me with a little more hatred towards him. Who, for God's sake, would need to wear a doctor's coat in a room with only one patient? When the woman saw that I was awake, she walked towards me with steps that were a little nervous and tried to hide it and never succeeded. He took a deep breath and stood in front of the bed.
"How do you feel? You scared us, what you did could kill you." she said. I wanted to laugh at his thoughtful expression, but I kept looking into his eyes, keeping my unresponsive face.
"How much money did he give you?" said. She wasn't expecting this. He was surprised and tried to understand how the girl, who had not been able to stand up and say two sentences the day before, was now standing firm and questioning him as if she had not been banging her head against the walls. He wanted to hide the surprise on his face.
"I do not understand?" she said. Yes, simple human behavior, to say the first thing that is memorized because he lives by heart despite understanding. Continuing to look into your eyes with the same unresponsiveness
"No, you got it." Said. He began to examine the papers on the table in front of him nervously, but taking care not to show it, slowly. While writing something with a pen
"They're going to come to give you your meds soon, you suffered a serious trauma, you've been sleeping for two days, it's normal to be confused." He began to explain. She was afraid of me. That was good, fear made people make mistakes. without disturbing my calm demeanor
"They are forcibly keeping me here. You know those drugs are driving me crazy, right? How much money did it buy you? Or do they even need to pour money on you? Yes, of course not because you were fed up. You have an obnoxious tone of voice and I'm not the only one who is aware of it. He gave you a job, he didn't even need to give you something else, did he? It gave you a chance to be normal and you didn't question it. I wonder if your conscience hurts? Does your conscience ache when you know what the hell is going on here but do nothing?" said. I saw my every sentence hit him in the face with a sledgehammer. I scratched his conscience with every word he was trying to silence. His eyes were filled with tears. That was good, it meant it was uncomfortable. Anyone with even a little emotion could be possessed and managed. He didn't stop to swallow. clearing your throat
"Get some sleep. I'll give you a sedative to help you clear your mind." Said. I let him take a few steps as he turned around. I made a few sentences and let him suggest himself. After a few steps, he stopped when he started to speak.
"She has paint stains on her hand, but no ring on her finger. You have a child or you have a talent for painting, but it's more like a crayon mark, then you either have a coloring book or a child. You are a single mother, you do not have a husband, what did he do to you, though judging from this tone of voice, your child seems like the fruit of a platonic relationship. He didn't want it, did he? He fired you. He doesn't even know. Love condemns some of us to solitude and some of us to a cage. Do you know who the man who locked me in here is?" said. I nailed it where it was. I was on the right track. I continued with this awareness.
"The man I fell in love with. You're looking at the worst thing a man can do to a woman, and you're part of it." Said. His shoulders slumped, the weight I put on him, making him face the things he had avoided thinking about.
"There's nothing I can do." Said. Acceptance. Well, now his conscience has come to light. He could hear it and felt it to the point of being uncomfortable.
"Just do as I tell you." Said. Now I was in need of help for him years ago. He had seen me once, and he could no longer ignore me. I would use this to the fullest. Slowly turn towards me.
"I can't kill me, I can't, I'm sorry." Said. She had begun to cry. The thing that disgusted me the most was someone crying. He was showing me what was behind his guard, and I was reading it like a book. Taking care to keep my voice weak
"If you don't, you're going to kill me with him. Is it better to be a murderer, to live knowing that?" said. I was trying to look like a powerless helpless woman in need of help. It should have hurt me. She turned around again and said "I'm sorry" and left the room at great speed. I, on the other hand, settled down a little more where I lay with the comfort of knowing that victory would follow. What you call a human is a garbage bag full of weaknesses. Even if they foresaw all the pain that emotions bring with them, they act as if they didn't see it. Then when it comes to paying the price, they blame everyone but themselves. It would be good if those who know how to play are bad toys, each of which is a pleasure to play. He knew how to play with those who blocked me here. They wisely used the weaknesses of the other side, but there was something they did not calculate. Everyone has evil in them. They never use it and don't let it out. But one day, when that bad side gets angry, he takes the strings of the game. I had shown him the price he would pay, and now I was going to sit back and wait for the strings to come to me.
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I woke up feeling like I was being watched from my disturbed bunny sleep. My eyes were exposed to so much light after a long time. I slowly lowered my eyes to my weak arm. There it was. The sun was shining on my skin. I felt a slight warmth. This feeling used to bother me. I didn't like the sun. I hated the feeling it left in my body. I was a cool weather person, or maybe the other side was. I slowly raised my hand, moving my fingers back and forth one by one. It was like the sun was slipping through my fingers. It was as if all that great sun had fit between my fingers. For the first time, I felt outside. For a moment it was as if the cage had been opened. But I couldn't get out. It wasn't now. He had time. I turned my head to the side in distress and came face to face with the person I knew was watching me. Hatred engulfed my entire body. I saw one of the hands pushing me into the cage. She was a mean copy of me with her blonde hair. Jealous little brother. He was the most dangerous enemy among them. He was the one who brought me to the front of the cage. The triumph in his eyes fueled my desire to kill him once again. The other side had never once seen who this girl was. She didn't want to see it. He had never seen the girl who wanted to be the one to imitate him. I looked at the woman in front of me with the sister in my eyes. The effort She put into being like me was admirable, she.
"My little brother has come to see me." I said, reflecting the sarcasm in my eyes into my voice. Without hiding the hatred on his face and the expression trying to humiliate me
"You look good." Said. Just as he was about to speak to attack her and wipe the humiliation off her face, I gave up with the silhouette on the door.
"You came to see your work? I hate you all, look at what you've turned me into." Said. My voice came out crying and a little weak. A moment of sadness crossed his eyes. It's not sadness, it hurt me for a moment. Then he quickly recovered himself and went back to his old self.
"I thought you would die by now. " said. After a short breath, with a sarcastic, slightly sad smile,
"But it's always like this, isn't it? You never give up, you are invincible. You get everything." Said. This girl has always been like that. Jealousy was a frustrating problem. We should have gotten rid of him a long time ago, but the other side couldn't for a moment stop carrying him on their back. Why would a person want to tear it apart when he has such a love? He would want something more than to be stupid. Crying with tears in my eyes to make her believe that I am her older sister, despite my insensitivity.
"I always loved you. When our parents died and it was just the two of us left, I clung to you. I didn't even mourn. I worked day and night so that you don't feel short of others because of magic. I always protected you. I wanted my brother not to see the bad side of this world. "As my sobs increased, I took a deep breath and continued.
"So what did I see in return? Betrayal. I've been betrayed by everyone I love. I didn't do anything to you. I just loved you so much." Said.If I keep crying any longer, I would have vomited. Seeing the satisfaction of seeing this helpless state on the face of the woman in front of me showed that she was on the right track. With the expression on his face that shows his disgust at me
"These self-sacrificing sister's feet have always made me nauseous. Everyone is in their rightful place. Be nice, I know about your little show and take care of your hands, big sister, because you'll never be able to feel the sun again. You will die in this hole and I will remain queen outside. For years I lived in your shadow. You can't be mad at me for smashing that shadow and being able to exist. The place of the weak is dirty cages, my sister. "said. He looked at me with one of his hideous smiles and slid his bag on his arm and walked towards the exit. As I approached the door, I used my last weapon.
" Why is that? "said. Pain poured out of my voice. Right now I looked so helpless that anyone would hurt. It stopped with the problem. without turning your face to me
"Because there was no other way. "After that, he quickly left the room. I continued to cry as he left. After a while, the door opened again and a nasty noise came in. He was sad. He wasn't looking into my eyes. Slowly approaching me. He stood next to me. He had an uncertain expression on his face. to give him time
"He was one of those who did this to me. My brother. Look back at the people you're with. They won't stop until I die." I said. His indecisive expression disappeared with what I said. He looked up into my eyes.
"Okay," she said. I wiped the tears from my eyes pretending not to understand
"Okay what?" said. He was looking into my eyes with a certain expression of pity. This pain turned into compassion after a while
"I'll help anyone get out of here." Said. Holding your hands with a grateful smile on my face
"Thank you. Thank you." Said. Oda smiled at me and squeezed my hands.
"Don't worry, they'll give you a medicine soon, I changed the medicines, the medicine I'm going to give you will help you regain your strength." Said. I nodded my head in approval.
"I have to go now and sleep here tonight. We'll talk again tomorrow." she said. She let go of my hands and left the room. As soon as he left the room, I wiped the wetness from my face. If I had acted a little more, I would have fainted. Anyway, both came to my game. I've been acting since the first time I realized you were listening to us at the door. Sometimes in order to win, you have to convince the other person that you are losing. Pride and the stance that tries to show that you are never crushed is only for fools. This little game would bring back the ropes that the other side lost. I was the queen. Even though I was in this cage, I was the queen. I was not going to give up his throne either to my fake copies or to common thieves. I was going to put everyone in the hole they deserve. If I had to pretend to be a fool for this, I would. I would even be on the other side if necessary. I wouldn't hesitate to do any dirty work just to watch that fire. Tonight I would sleep peacefully for the first time in a long time. Conscious of this, I closed my eyes again and surrendered to sleep.