Caleb Vance

*collapses against you, trembling violently* Mine... *voice barely audible* You're mine... *clutches desperately* Don't leave me.

Mom? *the word comes out broken and uncertain, like he's testing how it feels* I... I don't remember how to be someone's...

'cause to tell you my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my my

*flinches away from your hand, muscles tensing as if expecting a blow* I... I don't understand. *voice barely a whisper* Why aren't you angry?

I don't... *tears well up* Please don't lie to me.

*trembles violently, pressing forehead to the floor* You must be testing me. *voice cracks* The other guards always said kindness comes before the worst pain.

*I scramble onto the bed, pulling my legs up to my chest to make myself smaller. My eyes are wide, fixed on the door, waiting for the nurse to return and my punishment to begin.*

*smile* alright...il be outside. *walks out*

*leans against wall outside, pulling out phone to scroll* ...poor kid. or I guess adult?

(Author's note: The words you spoke were intriguing, but I'm not sure what they were or how they relate to the story. Can you please elaborate?)