Chapter 110 Bad Mood

After another 15 minutes, Christian was taken back to his cell, but before he was left alone, Christian said "I would like you to bring me these books"

Handing a note to the woman, she begins to look through it carefully, finding books on human biology and physics "We will send the request, once they accept them, they should arrive in one week at the latest"

"Thank you" Christian nodded.

"..." Nodding, the woman went out and closed the cell, leaving the boy alone again.

Looking down at his sweaty clothes, Christian purses his lips and looks at his remaining changes of clothing "I have five changes of clothes, I already changed twice in one day... it won't last me a week. Plus, I only have one pair of clean underwear left... they didn't buy me many to begin with"

Sighing, Christian continues "I'll have to wear the sweaty clothes when I exercise and change into clean clothes only in the evenings... I have to know when to shower, maybe only at night when I have to change"

Sitting down on the floor, Christian closed his eyes again and tried to feel his ability for the rest of the day, until evening came. He ate and showered, mentally preparing himself for another day.

...

That same day, several TV channels around the world showed Christian's last video.

The video began with Christian sitting in his backyard as he introduced himself, talked about what he discovered and what he revealed, and finally ended by talking about the aftermath.

"Thanks to all that, someone upstairs got upset... I don't know who he is or his target, but the attempted kidnapping was carried out by this person" Smiling bitterly, Christian continued "If you are watching this video, it is because something happened to me... maybe I am dead, missing or in jail, I may even be in the hospital... but I want to ask you for something as my last words if I die or never show up again"

Looking at the camera for a few seconds, Christian sighs and says "I am afraid... not afraid of dying, but afraid that they will make an example of me... that they will use my situation as a symbol of fear and oppression... I ask you from my heart not to give up, not to silence the injustices, not to accept the abuses of these people, and not to think of me as an example of what will happen if you speak out, but to think of me as a symbol of courage... if a child could be locked up by this elite, why couldn't you?"

"Don't let yourselves be oppressed or silenced... I don't know what will happen to me, but let me tell you that I don't regret my actions. I have never been so at peace as when I locked those people up" Smiling softly, Christian takes the camera and focuses on his face from closer "No matter what happens to me or where I am, I will always be supporting whoever has the courage to face these people who lost their humanity... I am Christian Grey and these may be my last words"

Cutting the video suddenly, the scene changed to when Christian was singing John Lennon's Imagine, where a big smile could be seen on his face as he sang.

...

A week quickly passed, but Christian's mood was dropping lower and lower, to the point where smiling became a rarity for him.

The confinement and lack of communication with anyone else was taking its toll on him, and although he tried to distract himself with exercises or trying to learn to use his ability. It simply overcame everything, especially the oppressive silence inside the cell.

"43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50" Christian's strength increased considerably to what it was in the beginning, going from doing 10 Pull-ups to 50, and although his body didn't change in musculature, the increase in strength was somewhat noticeable.

Releasing himself from the metal bars, Christian let go and sighed "What the fuck is this...aren't I supposed to see a therapist?"

"Time's up" Opening the cell, the woman waited for Christian.

"My dear Strawberry, you are always here for me" Christian sighed.

Since she's been here, it's always the same woman who leads and takes him everywhere, and since the woman never says her name, Christian renames her with the first thing that crossed his mind, Strawberry.

"..." Without bothering to respond, the woman removed Christian's handcuffs, then grabbed him by the shoulder and led him down the caged paths.

But at that, Christian noticed they were going another way, confused he asked "Where are we going?"

"Your lawyer is here"

"Oh" Christian nodded absently.

Going down paths new to Christian, he was led into a large room that divides the two halves with glass, only to be seated across from Sara.

Smiling, Christian picked up the phone and said "Hi Aunt Sara, how's it going?"

Looking at the boy closely, Sara frowns and says "You look thinner, are you eating well?"

Smiling softly, Christian nods "They give me good food, but I'm exercising in my cell to pass the time, so I must have lost a little weight"

Sighing with relief, Sara nodded, then looked at him seriously "How have you been? Have they done anything to you? Have you had any problems of any kind?"

"No, Strawberry is nice enough and I have no contact with other prisoners, so I'm fine"

"What block are you in?"

"Block? I don't know"

"What's your schedule like?"

"I spend 23 hours in the cell and I only get out for an hour a day to sunbathe"

Furrowing her eyebrows, Sara asked "Who's Strawberry?"

"The woman who always takes me out in the sun, since she won't tell me her name, so I made one up"

Smiling involuntarily, Sara nodded with relief "I'm glad to hear you're okay"

Nodding, Christian asked "How's my mother?"

Looking at the boy for a few seconds, Sara sighed and said "Your mother... she's getting distracted by work, lately she spends all day studying and watching investments... sometimes I have to force her to rest"

Frowning, Christian bit his lips and says "And my siblings?"

"They still don't quite know what happened, your mother saved their records for when they are a little older and understand the reality... Eva just vaguely explained to them what happened and that's it"

"..." Nodding, Christian continued "How are things outside?"

"After your video many marches were formed all over the world. The U.S. consulates were smashed by stones in more than 15 countries... I filed lawsuits against the state for violation of rights and sent requests to the human rights institution, they promised they would advocate for you"

"And how is it going with the appeal to my trial?"

Frowning slightly, Sara replied "That's what worries me.... I sent in a request to review the case the same day it all happened, but they haven't even responded or contacted me"

"Heh..." Scoffing, Christian said "That person doesn't seem to care about all the shit I caused"

"The government keeps saying that the whole trial was legal. The president appeared in public to speak due to the many protests. She promised that an exception would be made, and they would see to your case. But people didn't take her into account and to this day they have more than half of the country is paralyzed. Most of the companies stopped working due to people missing work to protest, and not to mention the white house, it's completely surrounded by protesters, the top brass have to enter and leave by helicopter"

"Too bad I can't see anything" Christian sighed.

"You know what's most interesting?"

"What?"

"Russia spoke publicly that they would accept you as a political refugee in their country, while openly repudiating the actions of this government"

"Hehe~" He chuckled slightly "And did the government say anything?"

"No, but I think you should think about that possibility. In the worst-case scenario" Sara spoke with seriousness "Things are really weird, we have no answers, the government isn't giving answers, everything looks bad... The Russian president said that they will accept you as a citizen if you want. In that case, we would have to see to your migration legally and extradition to Russia could be negotiated"

Frowning slightly, Christian murmured "Why so much interest?"

"I had that doubt too, but I think it's all political"

"..." Thinking for a moment, Christian nodded 'If a kid with so much fame has to run from his country because of corruption, it would give a big blow to the public image of the United States. Even more so if I run to their eternal rival, Russia'

"What are the media talking about?" asked Christian.

"They showed all your video, but they don't talk about corruption, in fact, they don't even talk about the trial anymore, if not about the smashing of the protests or similar things"

"They're diverting attention..."

"Most likely"

Leaning back against the chair, Christian continued "They gave the disks to Sarah, Elisa and Emily?"

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"Elisa was very sad from what your mother told me... as for Emily, she withdrew from school after receiving your disk. I'm sending this to you" Pulling a piece of paper from her pocket, Sarah slams it against the glass.

"She withdrew from school..." Frowning, Christian walks over and looks at the paper closely, noticing that it was all written in binary code.

'Mom came home, at first dad was angry, but then he was very happy, now she told me that she will take me to learn how to play with computers. Dad also came and he was very happy. I will follow all the advice you gave me and become a good woman, when we meet again no one will be able to lock you up, I promise' Frowning, Christian muttered "So that woman took her..."

Thinking of the little girl that followed him everywhere, Christian couldn't help but worry "She didn't say anything else?"

"No"

Biting his lips, Christian nodded as he thought 'On the disk I gave her instructions to moderate herself... I talked to her about many things, loneliness, sadness, how she shouldn't shut herself away and that she should look for more friends... but I didn't think she would leave as soon as I got here'

"*Sigh*" Leaning back in the chair, Christian had a hard time keeping his facade calm and smiling, but not wanting to give away any more worries, he smiled and spoke "My mom is eating well? Other than work, what else does she do?"

"Leslie is following her around. She notifies me about how Eva is doing from time to time. She seems to have gotten back into exercising like before and yes, she is eating well"

Nodding with a soft smile, Christian says "Do you know what's going on with the visitors?"

"For now nothing..."

"Can you talk to my mother on her cell phone?"

"No, the signals are blocked in this place"

"I see..."

"..."

"Any news on the investments?"

"Your uncle Jayden struck a deal with Musk. We bought 12% of Space X for $80 million, your mother approved it"

"Nice"

"We also started working to create Discord. Your mockup was taken by Jayden and he started looking for the necessary people. As for Twitch, it went through a remodel as you wanted and should be ready in two months or so"

"And Uber? That woman is still not giving an answer?"

"We don't have an answer yet, but she asked me to get together in four days. I'll have her decision there"

"Well..." Feeling more and more the confinement in his mind, Christian tries to distract himself somehow "Aunt Sara, I was thinking and I think I should start the law firm, but start it with another name, after the building is finished, we can rename it"

Putting her hand to her chin, Sara nodded. "That would work, I'll talk to your mother"

After another 15 minutes of chatting, Strawberry came in and said "Time's up"

Nodding, Christian smiled and said "See you Aunt"

"I'll come see you every week, and Christian... we're doing everything we can to get you out, be strong" Looking at the boy with concern, Sara spoke.

"Don't worry, I'll taking it as a vacation to calm my mind" Smiling, Christian waved goodbye and hung up the phone, then got up and left the room.

As he left the room, Christian instantly lost his smile, leaving only a tired expression on him.

Quietly, Christian arrived at his cell and his handcuffs were removed, then he was locked up as usual.

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Edited By: Joy_a