PRIDE YOUR IGNORANCE ( THE PROMISED NEVERLAND )

TWO: VOID

[First Name] sat up in bed, looking at the clock on her nightstand. 4:15. She sighed, rolling off her bed with a loud 'thunk!' then sitting up, digging in her nightstand and pulling out her medicine. I really need to remember on time... She didn't particularly want to dry swallow, it always gave her bad acid reflux-- sighing, she slowly and quietly walked out of her room to the kitchen, only to bump into Emma and Norman. Her neck twitched violently as they stared at her, an unreadable emotion on their faces.

"What are you two doing up?" She asked, tapping her foot impatiently as she felt the pill start to dissolve inside of her fist. Sighing, she discreetly switched the pill to her other hand, pushing through them.

"Nevermind. Get back to bed, both of you." She said, as harsh as ever. Getting to the kitchen, she felt two pairs of eyes on her as she took the pill-- shit. Of course, they didn't go back. Now that they know the truth of the house, they probably figured out she knows as well. Fingers twitching, she set the glass down before picking up a spatula and throwing it at the door.

"I'm not going to say it again. Get back to bed." She said, face calm but tone enraged. Watching them scurry away, she pulled her hands over her face. Shit... They saw me take my medicine. That's gonna turn into a shitstorm of its own.  

Sitting down on the kitchen floor, she drank the rest of her water before getting up and heading to her room. 

They definitely suspect me of something.

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[First Name] walked into Mama's room at 5:03 after eating, sitting down beside her chair on the floor and laying her head on Mama's thigh, just like she did every morning. She sighed, picking at a scab on her leg, her shoes not on yet. 

"Emma and Norman were awake. They watched me take my medicine in the kitchen." She yawned, messing with the lace on Mama's nightdress. 

"Oh, really? Well, then. It seems we'll have to patch that up soon. For now, act as if they didn't see anything and as if they don't know the secret. Check your tracker every few minutes, make sure they aren't at the wall." Isabella rubbed her head, [First Name] nuzzling into the touch. 

"Yes, mama." She closed her eyes, yawning. "I'll take care of the babies again today," her foot twitched, her leg going straight as her sock slipped her foot out from under her. She ignored it, used to her twitches. "I like to spend time with them. I haven't checked on the kids' rooms, yet. I forgot to because of Emma and Norman."

Mama looked at her leg in concern, eyebrows furrowed. "Have you been taking your twitch medicine?"

"I forgot to last night, I only took my sleep medicine, but I took it the day before." She watched her fingers, nails painted a light purple even though they were short from biting, twitch and move. "My fingers have been getting worse lately, though."

Mama grabbed her hand, rubbing her fingers, watching her hand relax. "What milligram is your twitch medicine?" She asked, standing up from her chair, brushing dust off her skirt and watching [First Name] stretch her arms, walking over to the babies.

"250." She responded, picking up Deondra and sitting down against the headboard.

"Okay, I'll look into new medicine for your fingers. I want you to eavesdrop on Norman and Emma today, please." Mama picked up her papers, stacking them into a pile before opening the door, leaving once she got a response.

"Okay." [First Name] responded, giggling as she played with baby Deondra. She watched her gurgle, smiling. I don't want them to grow. I know I'll be gone by the time they're five, but still... She sighed, setting Deondra in her crib before sitting at Mama's desk, putting her head down. "God, I hope they aren't trying to escape. That'll make things so much harder for me..." She mumbled, falling into sleep.