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"Jodi, wake up baby. Come on we have to go now." It was my mom's voice. Was it really her? But I couldn't be wrong! It was her voice. What was she doing? She cannot be here! Go away!
"Mommy? Why are you here?" I asked her through my still closed eyes. "It's not safe here mommy you need to go away!"
"I come here to get you baby. Come on wake up now. We have to go now Jodi." My mom's voice pleaded with me. She didn't sound afraid as if she was so sure to get me out. But I was afraid. I couldn't move even my eyes won't crack open.
"I can't mom, they're gonna kill you. Please get out of here," I said to her in a trembling voice. Tears flowing down my face. Her voice grew silent and I became anxious that the monsters might have gotten to her. "MOM!" I shouted to the top of my lungs. "Mommy where are you?"
<I am not a shadow of your past. ......The wailing sound ringing on my ears was telling to just give up, to stop fighting.The woman was taking her time dragging me by my two feet to the center of the arena. I was not giving her any fight, it was useless after all and a waste of time. I felt numb of all humanly emotions, pain was the only thing inside me.I wanted to cry desperately but there were no tears to spare. How it could have been that way, it was far from how I thought it would be. I was supposed to win from her, she had a shitty weapon! Yet she was the one reigning on me. I was helpless and for the first time, I wanted to give up, to die, because suddenly everything was too much and there was no solution in sight. I had lost all the hope left within my being.Iwelcomed the darkness that was slowly taking m
I'll get you out of here......Knowing nothing about the whole truth doesn't mean I don't know anything. I knew they were keeping secret from me. But silence is so much better than telling series of lies. Sometimes being in the shadow rather than burning in the sun is more acceptable. One way or another the truth will come out. All I need to do was to be patient. But I was born stubborn needing to ask all the questions in the world."What if everything went wrong? What would happen to me? Am I digging a grave for myself?" I asked the salesman.He only smiled patting my shoulder. It was the first time they sent me the same man. It hasn't been a month since my last talk with him and there he was. I preferred him over the others anyway.The Salesman never sweet talked me about the thing they wanted me to do, he always had hi
That's a dangerous game you're playing there Red.......Promises left undone were promises meant to hurt you."I promise, I'll do anything to get you out of here," Nick whispered as he leaned once more to take my lips in his. "Believe me please, you have to Jodi." I smiled through our tangled lips.His words were full of conviction that I didn't know for sure where he was getting it. He wanted to do something unthinkable just because of his testosterone imbalance. I might say it was absurd but I was starting to believe him. There was a tiny sliver of light inside me that was making me gamble all my trust on him.I didn't know what the future holds but there was one thing I was certain in that exact moment, that Nick would be on my side and I longed for him to be on my side.My body quivered at his every touch at his every caress
Tired, but she'll survive yet another day.......People often obsess with things they can't have that they don't stop for a second to think if they truly need it. Sometimes not getting what we want may result in wonderful stroke of luck."No!" I jolted backward over the side of the arena as the bullet barrelled out from the gun in my shaky hands. It seemed that getting what you want wasn't as exciting as it used to be when you were just wishing to get it.I was lucky enough to win myself a 45 caliber pistol. Though it wasn't a reason for celebration at all, I wouldn't jump for joy, the damn thing didn't come with a stupid manual. The television didn't help at all for making it look so easy.It wasn't easy at all! Firing a gun never stops by just pulling its trigger. There were more to it that one should
The Sergeant wants to see her.......I stopped running, it was too hot for extracurricular activities anyway. I sat on the green grass tilting my body so I could look directly on the shining yellow sun. The rays was too bright that it was slowly blinding my eyesight but I refused to close my eyes. It was a battle between the two of us; the king and the human. However after a few minutes my eyes started to hurt thus I averted them in defeat. I bent down connecting my two hands with each of my knees, I burry my head between my legs and closed my eyes, red covered my eyelids. It was the same color of my curly hair.I inhaled deeply. The wind blew hitting my sweat covered body making me shudder. I hated the morning runs, I could take that time for extra sleep but the salesman was a Nazi about it. What was the use of running anyway? I couldn't even remember th
What do you even want from me?......I wanted to cry. I wanted to have the strength to fight but I was weak. The fever had a great toll on my body and it wasn't just that but also my previous fights. Walking was already hard let alone struggle away from the tight grip. The guards were not making any room for me to move, their fingers were almost digging to my skin.I surrendered the idea. I focused my head elsewhere, we were walking on dingy path for too long but we hadn't stop. The trails were also new, I had no clue there were such elaborate paths in that place, if I was walking alone I would been lost. I didn't know how long it had been since I came in the underground, it could have been a month or two, it could even be a year already, I lost track of time along the way. It had been long but I still couldn't memorize its corners.I was getting tired of the wa
Make me.......If it was easy, anyone could have done it.All I have to do is get a freaking bottle of water. Water. Bottle. Water bottle. Bottle of water. I kept repeating and jumbling the words inside my head, my heart was starting to race like a rabid horse. My hands felt like an open faucet and I was going disorientated from nervousness. How could I possibly do it?I pushed open the glass door and walked in through the tiled floor of the convenient store. I stopped for a while, squinting my eyes to adjust with the lighting. I am just a normal customer, so don't mind me, I thought smiling to the boy arranging the boxes of cereals.I continued walking through the isle and further down to the fridge that contain the precious bottle of water. It was on the corner near the cash register, it was too close
Be the good fox, they want you to be.......They said if you want to eliminate fear then do it everyday. But it wasn't entirely true in my situation because the more I see blood the more I fear it. And the horrors just become more real as time goes on."Don't please! No...NO!" I shouted to the twins' looming forms. I couldn't run, my feet felt like blocks of heavy cement. No amount of shouting could make them move. There was nothing I could do.I was trapped!I glanced back and forth between the door I entered in and the approaching twins, finding a way to escape but sadly there was none. They caged me like a rabid animal with two hungry lions as guards. It would be not long till I get eaten.The wide spaced room was getting smaller as they approached me. I kept wishing for the walls, the floor, the ceiling or a
I think, I found the culprit.......
It would soon be okay, trust me kid......."Jodi stop...just tell me one thing." Nick said, gripping my arms. Jolts of tiny electric shocks travelled in my arms, tingling my senses into awareness.God.How could his touch transform me into a puddle? How could he have this effect on me? I turned my head back to him and looked at the hand touching me."Was it all really an act? Please tell me the truth." I couldn't let myself look him in the eye without him catching me in a lie but I couldn't also make the one's watching us see me as a weak cat so I made the effort; I looked the grey storm of his eyes and let myself be swept away."Yes, it was all an act." I said but no, my eyes betrayed me just like what I thought. I turned my back to him and lea
Yes, it was all an act.......NICK's POVI squinted my eyes to the white ceiling but closed them back right away. I rolled to my side, leaning closer, facing the wall. I pretended to sleep as the incoming marches of the guard sounded just outside my cell. Without a warning call my door opened but I continued my act. The tapping of a boot declared the guard's impatience towards me. I had no care of tge world, I would never talk unless they give me what I am asking for, Jodi.Only she could make all my worries go away, I had to see her to know if she was okay.Oh god!My mind wanted to explode from all the thoughts running wild inside my head. I couldn't stop thinking of the of the worst, not when my father was still out there to who knows where.Jodi!I screamed inside my
Do you honestly think people have the ability to forget?......The sad thing about remembering is you never forget."So tell me again about the fights and the arena," the woman said, whom you could easily suspect as a headmistress of some high class dormitory. She wasn't though, she's a psychiatrist- my shrink. I leaned back on the sofa, fixing myself.The place screams homey, from the pictures of flowers on the wall to the little angel figurines in the small cabinet at the corner, even the smell of vanilla potpourri made me want to lie down and sleep. But I acted against it, instead I focused my eyes to the clock on the wall in front of me. Tick tock tick tock it kept saying; an hour and the session would be done, no more again for it was my last day. The total of thirty session would finally be finish, no more traumatizing stories aabout that place.
We retrieved the brothers......I pried my eyes open. It felt crusted with dry tears and it hurt as hell, like someone had poured handful of sand to each one of them. It was a drag that it took me a moment to open them just to snap them back shut as soon as I was blinded by the white artificial lights. I turned to my side and curved into a ball- pain was everywhere. I made all the effort anchoring my body to sit up in the squeaky mattress.It was all white: the ceiling, the floor, the mattress, everything, it shouted danger in my head. Fear shot through my spine, I couldn't be back to that horrible place. It was a spitting image of the infirmary with the exception of walls and beeping machines.No.I pulled the cords attached to my arm and groaned in pain. My muscles were aching ten fold.
Rosie is that you?......FLASHBACK (THE BRAINWASHING AND THE MAIN EVENT)A piece of metal grew cold in my hand, I have no idea what to expect after the procedure. They kept telling it was something vital to my mission, I need real emotions they said. But I was scared of having trespassers inside my head."Do I have a say about this?" I asked still looking at my hands. "It'll hurt right?""It's a must, feeding the images directly to your brain is much faster and more efficient." The doctor held his hand to take the apparatus. "Lie down. I hope you haven't eaten anything yet.""Why?" I questioned without thinking."You'll see, now lie down"I did what he ordered me to do, I lay down the bed. In my side a nurse took my arm, applying disinfectant on the area of application. The needle went to my the vein and travelled
1We are training you so that zero percent chance of winning will be a hundred percent!......FLASHBACK (TRAINING)"How did you convince my parents?" I asked the salesman clutching the papers in my hand. Though they have a serious thing for security, the salesman remained after our first meeting."As far as they know you were accepted in a prestigious school out of the country. You scored a hundred and eighty six in your last IQ test, it's easily believable. Much I couldn't believe a fifteen year old hacked in to the Pentagon's firewall using a back door...anyways...your parents would be announcing your acceptance once you get home and you'll be leaving with a flight tomorrow at exactly six am and then it'll be intercepted at New York and you'll be rerouted to Langley for debriefing. Nothing formal just small talk," he explained pointing to my hands. "Read it, don't ski
Are you fucking kidding me?......FLASHBACK (RECRUITMENT)"Get moving! Grab the things you can, the police are coming any minute now!" I shouted through the blaring alarm of the jewelry store. My friends-if you could call people you met just hours ago as friends- started moving, we used the back door leading to the dark alley as an escape. "It's nice working with you guys! Till next time! Ciao!" I bid my goodbye and we all parted ways. I drove off passing the store and the incoming police. It would be a busy night for them.I on the other hand smiled widely, there would be a nice morning to come for me.......It was yet another boring day, the hyped of last night's events were dissipating rapidly. I needed something more long lasting, something bigger and more thrilling.
I don't wanna die, princess. I don't. ......Waiting is maybe the most excruciating thing ever invented in the world, if to say that it was been invented or created. It was a mere concept after all. In the in between of your waiting time, many things could go wrong; things that could change the entire game plan. I always hated waiting. I was born impatient, didn't even wait for the doctor's hand to slap me before I wailed into ear shattering cries. The time wasted for something you don't even know if would come. Your heart that don't stop from thumping, from racing and from worrying for the worst to come. It all makes me ill.I groaned as the agony in my foot increased, but it wasn't the only part in my body that was injured from the fall, my back was also in tremendous pain. My movements were limited, we couldn't afford to continue our travel with my condition and we o