26 Argument

My body feels heavy, but I don't know why. Is it because I'm tired. No, I had a lot of rest this week, there's no way. I fall, hitting my head on the corner of the testing table. I guess that was it for me, he won... But if I wake up, he's done for. "...Rick.. Erick... Derick!" I hear someone yelling my name, but who was it?. "Derick! wake up!" A light tap is placed on my arm. I open my eyes. It was father, thank God it was him and not that other boy I was testing on. "What happened to you. I walk in your testing room and I see you unconscious on the ground, bleeding!" I shake my head, trying to remember. "I... I cut my hand father. I think I passed out after that, and I assume I hit my head on the testing table seeing as the though it was the closest thing to me at the time, besides the boy." "The boy... you were testing?" "yes sir." Father headed out the room. "What are you going to do father." I lift my self up with my hands and I sit on the edge of the bed. He stops in the middle of the room to the sound of my question, still not facing me. "I'm going to go to my study."

"Really? Or are you going to do something to MY subject?" He shakes his head. "It's none of your concern." "I don't know if you haven't noticed but he's marked as my subject, meaning you can't do a thing to harm him." "Says who?" "Says the rules!" "That I placed for you! Those don't matter Derick! You know why?! Because I'm the one who set them! Therefore I can break them!" "If you touch him, your showing me that I can break rules that don't apply to me. Such as touching your experiments. That rule was placed for the children you test on and the guards! so I can break every last-" "You don't get to choose what I do!" "AND YOU DON'T GET TO CHOOSE WHAT HAPPENS TO MY TEST SUBJECTS!!" Father turned around. That's when I knew. He...