I hear Derek curse as I rush down the hall. I contemplate why I’m so angry when I had wanted to do the same thing with Joseph. It feels hypocritical but I don't get a chance to think of it for long, because Derek grabs a hold of my arm and spins me to face him. I have never seen him so angry or hurt. I back up against the wall and he follows my movements, with his own, as he glares at me. I’m not sure what he is angry about. I told him that he didn’t do anything wrong. It’s true. He didn’t. So why is he mad at me? A paige runs down the hall and Derek grabs my upper arm and le
We finally make it to the dining hall. Joseph is already there waiting for us. His face falls when he notices us enter together. I frown, feeling a little guilty. I look down as I walk to the table. I sit on one side of him and Derek sits on the other side. "Good morning, Derek. Lady Gwyneth seems to be impressed by you.” Joseph winks. I scowl at the table. I know what he’s doing. “She said that she would love to join us for breakfast. Unfortunately, she has errands to run and wanted me to thank you, on her behalf, for your company last night." I clench my fists in my lap. Derek looks at me apologetically and I give him an 'it doesn't matter look'. "Thank you,
I decide that I will take a bath while I wait. The bath is wonderful and relaxing. I fall asleep in the tub but this time Derek isn't there to wake me up. I wake up to the feeling of suffocation. I open my eyes immediately, realizing that I’ve submerged in the water. I jump up, take a huge inhale of air, and release the water.I think about Derek while I get dressed. There is some fruit sitting on a table when I get out. My stomach grumbles a bit. I try to satisfy it with the fruit but I need actual food. I’m too scared to walk around by myself. I’m stuck waiting on Joseph. I pace the room and wait fo
"Derek said that you weren’t supposed to be here, until tomorrow." Liz says, holding my hair. "Meril and Derek are at the bar.” She helps me to stand and looks at me critically. “You look like you need to lay down." I look over at Derek’s sister, guilt eating me up from the inside out. I think that I might throw up again. Looking into her eyes, with tears forming in my own, I speak my guilt. "Liz, I don’t think that you should be so concerned about me right now. I did something bad.” I look down at my feet. “Your brothers going to hate me when he finds out.” An idea pops into my head. One that will help remove any pain that I’ve caused anyone. The only person that will carry that pain is myself. “Is the machine still working?"
Derek gets up to leave without a word. I try to grab a hold of his hand, despite knowing that I should let him go, but he moves too fast for me. I feel the tears rolling down my face. This is what I deserve. He, however doesn’t deserve the hurt. I start to head towards Meril, to help me finish the machine, but Derek comes back before I can get halfway across the room. He has a determined look in his eyes.
I woke up in a dark room, laying on what felt like a thin sheet and concrete floor.My ribs are protesting from the violent way my body is shaking. I can't tell which is making me shake harder; the fear I felt or the extreme cold. The pain causes me to think about the rest of my body.An examination of my body finds that my lips are busted, my knees are cut, bruises are on my palms and my throat feels like I swallowed glass. There is crusted blood in my hair and on almost every inch on my body.I have a nasty chemical taste in my mouth, causing me to gag every few seconds. Probably the most startling revelation is that I can't remember who I am, where I am, how I came to be here, or why I have blood all over me.Panic starts to rise as I frantically try to remember. But the harder I push, the more my head starts to pound. Great! I don't need any other problems.I count to thirty, trying to control my breathing. Maybe
I wake up to a sound that shouldn't have existed; laughter. Someone is laughing in another room. Wait! Something else is different. I'm lying on a soft bed not the cold bed of a floor. Why am I on a bed and why is someone laughing? Have I been rescued while I was sleeping? Is this some form of a trick?Maybe my previous night was just a nightmare that felt a little too real. If that's true, though, why can I still not remember anything? I examine myself and find no injuries. Thank goodness!I open my eyes, slowly, to check out my surroundings. The room has light pink walls and a window beside the bed with frilly white curtains. I don't recognize any of it. When I try to say something, nothing comes out. Frustrated, I lay back in bed for a few minutes.The rising headache, however, has me crawling out of bed and walking to the bathroom on the other side of the room. I search the medicine cabinet, for the pain reliever, and find it easier
The sight awaiting me outside is not what I'm expecting and are very intriguing. I may not remember anything else but I know I've never seen anything like this before. The houses are standing on stilts, one on each corner of the houses. There are about 20 houses sitting around a large pond.The waters of the pond are peaceful and it's very quiet. What caught my eyes, however, is the fact that the animals on the pond look fake. They look like plastic frogs, ducks, and there's an absence of insects. There's animal noises, and chirps, but it sounds as if the noise is coming out of speakers. Behind the houses, in a circle, sits a forest. Standing in the forest are more plastic animals. Deer, foxes, raccoons, and owls are all sitting in strategically placed areas. I notice that I have been standing, and staring at the area around me, on the steps of the porch. I walk down the steps and walk into the forest. Even the trees are plastic.What e
When Derek returns, I hand him the paper. I have several questions written on the paper and I'm hoping that he'll answer them. He reads them and begins to slowly answering each question, each time glancing to make sure I'm ready to hear the next answer. "I am 21 years old. It is the year 2038. I am a writer. I write science fiction novels." He glances at me for a second longer and mutters, "This sort of feels like a science ficition novel." He sighs and continues to answer some of my questions. "The President is Tyler Newman. It's his second term and we vote again in two years. We are currently in a small town named Chesterfield. It is located in the state of Illinois. It is a town that has been named only twenty five years ago." I give him a small nod of encouragement so he'll continue."All animals, aside from household pets, are extinct. All the forests have died." At my wide eyes, he elaborates, "We don't know what happened to them. They just wilted and died. They are still tryin
Derek gets up to leave without a word. I try to grab a hold of his hand, despite knowing that I should let him go, but he moves too fast for me. I feel the tears rolling down my face. This is what I deserve. He, however doesn’t deserve the hurt. I start to head towards Meril, to help me finish the machine, but Derek comes back before I can get halfway across the room. He has a determined look in his eyes.
"Derek said that you weren’t supposed to be here, until tomorrow." Liz says, holding my hair. "Meril and Derek are at the bar.” She helps me to stand and looks at me critically. “You look like you need to lay down." I look over at Derek’s sister, guilt eating me up from the inside out. I think that I might throw up again. Looking into her eyes, with tears forming in my own, I speak my guilt. "Liz, I don’t think that you should be so concerned about me right now. I did something bad.” I look down at my feet. “Your brothers going to hate me when he finds out.” An idea pops into my head. One that will help remove any pain that I’ve caused anyone. The only person that will carry that pain is myself. “Is the machine still working?"
I decide that I will take a bath while I wait. The bath is wonderful and relaxing. I fall asleep in the tub but this time Derek isn't there to wake me up. I wake up to the feeling of suffocation. I open my eyes immediately, realizing that I’ve submerged in the water. I jump up, take a huge inhale of air, and release the water.I think about Derek while I get dressed. There is some fruit sitting on a table when I get out. My stomach grumbles a bit. I try to satisfy it with the fruit but I need actual food. I’m too scared to walk around by myself. I’m stuck waiting on Joseph. I pace the room and wait fo
We finally make it to the dining hall. Joseph is already there waiting for us. His face falls when he notices us enter together. I frown, feeling a little guilty. I look down as I walk to the table. I sit on one side of him and Derek sits on the other side. "Good morning, Derek. Lady Gwyneth seems to be impressed by you.” Joseph winks. I scowl at the table. I know what he’s doing. “She said that she would love to join us for breakfast. Unfortunately, she has errands to run and wanted me to thank you, on her behalf, for your company last night." I clench my fists in my lap. Derek looks at me apologetically and I give him an 'it doesn't matter look'. "Thank you,
I hear Derek curse as I rush down the hall. I contemplate why I’m so angry when I had wanted to do the same thing with Joseph. It feels hypocritical but I don't get a chance to think of it for long, because Derek grabs a hold of my arm and spins me to face him. I have never seen him so angry or hurt. I back up against the wall and he follows my movements, with his own, as he glares at me. I’m not sure what he is angry about. I told him that he didn’t do anything wrong. It’s true. He didn’t. So why is he mad at me? A paige runs down the hall and Derek grabs my upper arm and le
"Geez, Derek. Why do you keep doing that?" "Why do you keep falling asleep in the tub?" "What are you doing in here?" I inquire. "Joseph sent me. You've been in here for a while and the paige was afraid to come in." "Oh. okay. Why did he send you? I mean what was his reasoning?" "He thought that maybe you were having second thoughts." he says, sounding a little hurt. "I didn't mean to sound like I didn't want to see you. I just meant, why, for the staff's sake.” I motion towards the basin. “Can you hand
Derek explains everything to Joseph and he listens like a school boy sitting in front of his favorite teacher. Watching the two of them is bittersweet. I walk behind them and watch with amusement as Derek gets more animated with every new question. He seems to be in his element. I’m glad that he is the one that explaining things. He is explaining the future better than I can even imagine. Joseph is so astonished with everything that is different in this world. Like tall buildings that reach the clouds, no animals, and flying cars. It takes a few minutes for Derek to explain what a simple car is. He asks if we thought
Joseph looks at me for a second. I can see several emotions filter through his eyes. I can’t help but continue to look at him. He nods his head as if he has made a decision. He nods towards one of the guards who then unchains Derek. I beam as I watch him stretch his arms and rub his wrist. When he notices me watching, he smiles back and walks over to me. We look over at Joseph, who has been watching me, and Joseph turns around. I excitedly give him a hug that he returns with as much enthusiasm. "This isn't helping." he whispers in my ear. I pull back and look at
I cry until I cry myself to sleep. I hear a sound that wakes me up. I open my eyes just when one of the guards bring me some food and water. Again, they do not bring any for Derek."Is he going to make me watch him starve to death?" I ask."King Joseph wishes for you to remain well.” He hesitates, deciding whether he should tell me his next information or not. He shrugs and lowers his voice. “If you are telling the truth, he plans to re-marry you in front of the country." the guard replies."And Derek?" I ask agitated."He is going to allow him to be your 'secret assistant' provided that he behaves. He is not to do anything to compris