Can you keep a secret? Isabella x Reader

🖤𝙲𝙷𝙰𝙿𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙵𝙾𝚄𝚁🖤

Friend or Foe?

The sound of morning birds woke us up, as they looked up at me, their eyes were puffed and they had sweat dripping down their forehead.

"So, what's the plan?" y/n whispered with a serious look spread across their face.

"Well, I don't have one, just yet." I whispered, sensing how serious they were about this "plan".

Cautiously walking downstairs, I stopped in my tracks and saw mom standing there with a fake smile plastered across her face, her green eyes looked evil, as she yelled out that breakfast was ready.
I hesitated but then carried on walling down one foot a time, slowly, trying not to make a sudden move incase those weird things will come and attack us.
Wait what am I thinking, that wasn't real, it's all fake, just moms' way to scare us into behaving, but why does it feel so real, like someone is there watching our every move although we can't exactly see it, or prove it but I can tell for a fact after seeing that, if it is moms plan it's really working, well.
For crying out loud I feel like we're part of a project, like mom is raising us for something.
Anyways, I don't think we can trust anyone, not even ourselves at this point.

"Well, Isabella are you not going to eat, I spent very long on this food" Mom laughed as she examined my bowl of porridge.

"I'm not hungry, I feel sick can I go back to bed?" I whispered as if I was about to throw up.

"Well take your porridge back to the kitchen so that it can be washed" Mom smiled with the exact same wide eyes as before.
She's up to something, and it's not good.

"Isssssyyyyyyy, pssst, wake up it worked!" y/n whispered while carefully entering my room.

"Shhhhh we can't let mom find out about this, she's not too far away from this room, and I think she's catching onto us" I whispered feeling a rush of wind on my arms.

(Note: There may be some swearing in the next chapters)

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  Slowly closing my eyes, I tried to get some more rest, my head hurt and I was shaking, I still haven't recovered from last night.
  Getting shipped off is not exactly what we thought. Maybe there is something out there that we don't know off, another creature, another "orphanage".
  Hopefully those who are not here are living a peaceful life without the fear of being killed by these creatures.
  I couldn't get to sleep, all I could think of is how it must feel to get shipped off, thinking that I would
be entering a new land, full of lovely people, instead it's all a lie, none of that is real, mom has done a very good job of hiding the real world from everyone, but not us.
  No, we know more than you think we do.
  Mom.