The World's Most Beautiful Monster Ch. 3

I can’t believe what just happened.



Calvin betrayed me. Calvin, my best friend since, like, forever. Calvin, the one who made me what I am; who stopped me from crying whenever I was sad, who made me believe that there was hope for the three of us; the three of us being him, Sonia and myself. Calvin, who made me this laid back about, well, everything.



“Get off me,” I eventually managed to say to the person holding me.



There were a couple of minutes of silence. Maybe they were thinking it over. Not. They pushed me –quite roughly I might add- out of the trailer after Calvin, my arms still pinned behind my back.



Sonia wasn’t there.



“D...don’t hurt him.”



I looked up at Calvin, who was now standing next to the white truck. I was still struggling, and it seemed as if it pained him to see me like that. Good.



The person holding me was still silent, but they must have been taking orders from him because the grip on my arms loosened very slightly.



“M-Michael, I’m so...”



A pause.



“...But I didn’t have a choice. They were going to come and get you anyway, so I

asked if I could do it.”



They were the reason Michael was taken away from me. He stupidly agreed to go with them, too, even though we promised that we’d never join. Sonia, Calvin and I were hiding from them all this time, together, until one day, they came, and Calvin went with them.



I stayed silent. I couldn’t say anything. I didn’t know what to say. I was feeling so many emotions at once, mainly anger, that he would...that my best friend would...



That stupid bastard...



I was dragged over to the truck where he was standing and pushed in front of him. He stayed silent, raising his hand to my face and I flinched away, glaring at the ground, but he pulled my head back.



“Michael, please don’t struggle. I don’t want to hurt you.”



Well, it’s too late for that.



He pushed his thumb between my lips and pried my mouth open, tilting my head back slightly. All the while I was still glaring daggers at him. How dare he, after...



“He’s clean,” Calvin said suddenly to the person behind me, and I was pushed inside the truck, the door closing behind me and blocking out the light.