"Oh, it can't be, I shouldn't have brought you," he huffed and took out his phone, I thought he would give it to me but he only turned on the flashlight and entered the wall. Or well, behind her.I stared at the brick that he had pressed and tried to find an explanation as to how he knew that this was the one, because he went directly there without checking any more. But anyway, I would also take a picture with that brick. I have to tell Angie this shit.My smile was like that of a girl who had just met the Backyardigans. Ryder had fulfilled one of my most ridiculous dreams that night, he had given me a movie adventure and I had let me open my soul to him. The excitement in my chest made me wistful because it had been over eight years since I felt this genuinely excited.And suddenly, a phone appeared between the moved walls and I smiled like never before."Make it quick, I need the flashlight" he said and I yelled grabbing the device quickly before he regretted it.I turned on the ca
-I did not realize…He left without further ado and guilt invaded me when I saw injured people coming down from a plane, some seriously, others not so much. Others didn't even come back and I really wanted to cry for having caused that. I had only thought about taking care of my sister, I didn't think it was all a plan.They walked around me giving me dirty looks, pushing me on purpose. Some said things to me like: " very good, princess, you almost killed us again", "thank you, Aria, you have already shown us that you are destructive ". And thousands of insults telling me that I'm just a stuck-up girl who will kill everyone if I'm still here.Caleb got off one of the incoming planes, coughing. I saw a wound on his arm and wanted to get closer to help him. Dean was faster than me and got to him first, his med team following him out of the way."You, I need you to look for my sister and bring her here to me!" he ordered one of them and I felt guilty, if something happened to Morgan, Dea
"To save your friends' skins."Eddy laughed and took my hand to lead me quickly into the next room."How did you get it?" he asked me.-I'm skilled.He chuckled and we walked seriously when two security guards passed us. I gave Eddy a sidelong glance when I noticed him start to slow down. He also looked at me out of the corner of his eye and winked at me. Before I could do or ask anything, he smashed the glass of a painting housing a samurai sword on the wall, spun around so fast I could barely catch what was happening, and in no time at all a body fell to the floor with a clean cut to the face. throat."Take the other one!" I did as he asked pulling the second katana from the wall. I stood next to him watching how the guards who passed by us warned their comrades and now the hall was increasingly filled with threats— You remember what we practiced, right?-Yes."Time to put it into practice."We stand back to back and together we face the enemies. He on one side and me on the other.
-It doesn't matter. But I need to know why you really came, that thing about the daughter with cancer is no longer credible.Courtney laughs."Really, Lex?" Cancer? Poor Molly."Yes, I know, it was the first thing that occurred to me," he laughs softly and looks at me. If I have a daughter and she's eight, but she doesn't have cancer, I'm sorry. The truth is that I have issues to resolve with my brothers and since no one deigned to answer my calls I had to come."What business?""Personal things, precious, I can't tell you." He shares a look with Courtney. Obviously she knows."Well, I'll still find out."- How persistent.I smile at her and she returns it to me. This time, it doesn't look fake."So you, Trevor, and Ryder are little brothers?"He shakes his head after taking a bite of his sandwich. He takes his time eating and responding.—They are my brothers, but among themselves they are not brothers.My face must be a funny story because Courtney next to me laughs looking at me.“
"Whatever," is all he says.I clean what I can of her shoulders and study her abdomen. Dean gave me various classes on gunshot wounds and how to remove them or how to deal with the wound until I got to a hospital. The problem here is that I don't have anything to do either. I close my eyes trying to find a solution with the few materials I have. Nothing useful. If I don't find something to cure him, I have a feeling that he will sink his teeth into my eyes and tear them out mercilessly. I see it as a possible possibility."Your dolls," he whispers and he looks at me. In the right hand, below the shackle, a trickle of blood escapes. I clean it up quickly and keep curing it how I can."Let's do something," I murmured after a long time of silence. He stopped me in front of him, close and from below I look into his eyes. This will be a plan of the two of us, okay? No longer separate plans. We have to work together to get out of here and I know that I still don't know anything and that mos
I laugh. Very strong."What can you do?" I laugh a little more so there's no doubt that I'm making fun of him. What are you doing? Let's see, explain it to me. Because I only see errors. Starting with me. It was a huge mistake to bring me here, you know that, we all know that. All you do is let an obsessive psychopath run you however he wants.—Who are you talking about, yourself or Gandía?—Gandia , obviously . I am not a psychopath or obsessive. I am a love of man.So, he is the one who laughs. Strong and clear.—Said the guy who spies on his candidate— he surrounds his eyes and seems so amused that he puts his hands on his waist and waits for a while until he finishes. Va, d'accord, c'est bien. Just... don't cause me trouble."You should have thought better of it" I cough a little, my knees ache and I still don't feel my arms. Now bring me a tong and rum. Two bottles.He nods and walks to the exit.“I left it in full view of your girl. I'm testing to see if she's smart or not. Alth
I spend four hours in another space. A more modern room, less terrifying and with more light. I no longer cry, but my body does not stop shaking. My body aches and I can't feel more defeated. Since I was a child they began to kill me inside and today, although my heart beats, I no longer feel alive.When the door opens I hide my head, I no longer want to be hit or touched. I want dad to come get me."Calm down" I raise my head with a low and sweet voice. Delia Boucher sidles up to me. I'm going to help you, but you have to trust me."Why should I?" I pull away as he approaches."Because I know Ryder, and my brother." His lawsuit has been going on for years and they are going to kill each other," she sighs when he sees that I don't give in. I know I'm not trustworthy, okay? But I just want to help. They will come for you soon. But you need to be prepared, because with chains on your wrists you won't get anywhere."Your sister is a traitor and your brother is a beneficial stakeholder."
England, Derby14 years.CALEB DASHI left my room getting my overalls ready, the nurses are filthy. Some very rich filthy ones. I looked back as the new one left the room, arranging her hair and her clothes. She is such a rookie and newcomer that no one had the time to warn her. I wink at him and go to the dining room. I serve my food and take a seat in my usual place. No one sits with me and I eat lunch alone.In the distance I see the new nurse talking to her colleagues. She's doing an internship from what she told me, she's in medical college studying nursing. She is nineteen and seems very naive for her age. Her classmates who are old to her, past her thirties, talk to her and she immediately looks at me terrified when I suppose they tell her my age. I cordially greet her and wink at her again. She screams drawing the attention of some and leaves followed by her classmates. She has been her first guard and she has already slept with a patient, for being naive enough to believe th